The Chosen One Mga Nobela at Kwento

" He looked at Vanessa with open approval, barely bothering to hide it. Clearly, he had heard the rumors too. Clearly, he understood why Ethan had chosen our company. Before I even left the office, I knew my team's proposal would probably be treated as a formality. Against Vanessa, I was most likely just the runner-up arranged to make the competition look fair. Outside the office, Vanessa stopped in front of me. We stood face to face. I met her gaze. She smiled. It was smug, bright, and completely certain. "Sophie, may the best team win." But her face said she already knew who would win. Between the two of us, Ethan would always choose her. I watched her walk away, then turned in the opposit

There were things written on it in a language I didn’t recognize and started turning page after page until she found the one she was looking for, it had a drawing of a faceless woman standing with her baby and two cups beside her. “The prophecy states that a baby will be born just before the devil’s hour on 3rd January, the child will be special as they will have the fate of this world in their hands to save it from the unknown, to bring peace to the world they will have to choose between two of their greatest love, the chosen will help them in bring peace while the one left alone with it’s heartbroken will do the unthinkable,” she said in a weird voice like it wasn’t her own, translating th

CHOICES UNKNOWN POV Choice - it's the most powerful tool there is. Everything in life boils down to choices. We exist in a universe of infinite paths and possibilities. Each and every path we choose shuts or opens an infinite number of doors. I lay down certain paths for my children. Some like to call it fate, but the truth is they can choose to ignore that path. I can't make them choose. There are rules against things of that nature that even I must follow. My children are those born with the pull of the moon. Werewolves as they have come to be called.

And just with that, the chains that bound me were gone. "No, no. I can't be out, father. I am going to hurt anyone--" "You are not going to hurt anyone, Adam," he said, stern voice pinning me on the spot. His hands grabbed both my naked shoulders and glared at me. "You will go and find that girl or I will drag her here myself. Choose." He then stood and looked at me, kneeling on the ground. A choice. Both are not good ones. He turned and went to the door of the chamber before he turned to look at me.

said Khodir. Liem only looked silent and heard the explanation from Khodir then Liem said to himself and said ; "Will I be able to participate in the Death Tournament in the southern continent ?" Liem said in his heart. But somehow Khodir could hear it, namely Liem's ​​voice and said to Liem ; "I'm sure you can do it because you are the Chosen One" Said Khodir "The Chosen One" said Liem softly but clearly. "Yes, the Creator has chosen you to take on this responsibility" Said Khodir

Silence spread like mist. Then she finished, her tone almost reverent: "And so, I judged. One by one. All who bore his legacy. I saw their choices. Their sins. Their dreams. And now… I stand before the last." Her eyes locked on me. "You are my chosen."

“You’re right. I don’t know as well as I should, but can you understand that in my world, once you’ve found the one, you don’t let go?” “You said you don’t have mates, so how do you know this?” “I know, I said that, but I believe sometimes it’s just ordained, written in the stars. I never said it didn’t exist but that we can choose who we want; but I’ve also heard of people finding their mate, their soulmate.”

was there? She looked back at the map, and read the word at the bottom of the piece of paper. "THE CHOSEN ONE." Her father told her about those people that referred to as the "Chosen One" some years back. Hundreds of years. They are all guided by the gods and are always exceptional. She went straight home to meet her father in his room. He wasn't in his room. He was in the conference room with his chiefs, chief priest, and other eminent people in the kingdom and the neighboring kingdoms and villages.

I asked taking a step towards him. “You’re the chosen one Alida.” He said rather seriously. I rolled my eyes and threw my arms up in the air, “There’s that name again. The chosen one. UGHHHHHH!!!!” I turned and started walking away. “Wait, you’ve known this?” He started walking towards me. “It’s what Selene called me, and then after what you told me about the prophecy I just figured that was what I was meant to do as ‘the chosen one.’ I didn’t think it extended past that.” I said turning back around to face him.

It was like the story that Hazel had told her back at the bookshop. The Chosen One didn’t make a sacrifice. She wanted revenge and these were the army she was after. The last war was not really the last after all. Now, the fate of mortality lies in her hand. She was the Chosen One, but she does not remember any of that, even though she has a feeling that she knew these people.