The Chosen Ones Book Novels & Stories

Also, this book has such a grip on me that I can't even explain it. Just as I was about to continue reading "All the Bright Places," I heard a knock on the door. 'Yes, come in!" The substitute says. When the door opens, I am hit with the most amazing scent. It smells woodsy, and it makes my hormones turn haywire! "Mate! Mate! Mate!" Snow (my wolf) screams in excitement. I am happy, too, but that is before I see who it is. No! No! No! It can't be! The future Alpha of this pack can't be my mate!

The ticking clock of our survival accelerated, the final seconds of the reboot era screaming in my mind. I had to choose. I could remain the perfect, untouchable Mind and maintain the stability of the world, or I could embrace the forbidden love that had started this war and risk the total collapse of everything we had built. "I am the Chosen One," I whispered, my violet light flaring until it blotted out the sun. "And I choose the glitch." I didn't fight the Administrator with logic. I fought it with memory.

He refused every single one. He said he wanted me to suffer forever. For twenty years, I lived in complete despair. Finally, the last time he threw me into the sea, I stopped fighting. They pulled me out, but I still died in that freezing treatment room. The bitter irony — as I lay dying, the TV showed Darian and Lilith embracing at an airport. Lilith had never died. She was alive and thriving, a bestselling author. The world was moved by their reunion, showering them with blessings.

. Given that Isabelle is the chosen one, it makes sense that he would seek her as well. I’m sure you’re wondering how I found out about this. Now that I knew for sure that Isabelle was the one selected by the moon goddess, I could see why every gruesome thing on the planet is after her. According to myth and legend, the chosen one is compared to the moon goddess’s warrior and champion, picked to oppose the worst evils. The moon goddess bestows immense magical power upon the selected one, and it is believed that their blood contains the key to unlocking the secrets of the cosmos. The blood of the chosen one might cure, restore, and even give the drinker immortality. And for that exact reason,

“You have quarters. You are the revered one, she said slowly while chewing. “Even if it seems you hate it.” I groaned at the thought of that. “I don't even know what the chosen one is.” Up till the last festival of lights, having a knowledge of witches was the fastest way to die in my pack.” Daia nodded. “Yeah, it wasn't easy finding your pack, especially you. Everyone thought the white wolf was gone.” “What do you mean it wasn't easy finding my pack? We've always been there. In Eucharia land.” I asked. Daia’s spoon paused midway to her lips. Slowly she brought it down.

AXEL I was patiently waiting for Brooke to break the 'news'. It had to be a very trivial thing since James was in the room but with the tension that hung over us, I was not so sure. “Can someone explain to me, what the fuck is going on? ” I ask, taking a smoke out of my pocket. They were putting me on edge and I hated it. They should just let the cat outta the bag! “There's a war coming. Not to the pack alone but to the entire werewolf race. The Blue Meadows Pack has been chosen to lead the war…” Brooke paused, taking a deep breath.

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.

“The chosen one has made her spirit known, I have seen and felt her. It is time for you to carry out your promise and find her.” “And what do I do when I find her?” This was the part we hadn’t spoken about, what would happen once we found this ‘chosen one’. A chosen one of great power, stronger than all, one who will rule over the realm. No scroll nor prophecy that I have read, had yet to mention this person, who I have now been told is a female.

Walking faster this time the two waited for him to continue his tale. “And every month or so, one of Daisy Valley men would get chosen, so we’d send him with the messengers.” "Chosen for what?" "As the church minion of course." Damian's cheeks colored. This surprised Tommy. It seems like the boy was embarrassed. He wasn’t the kind of man who blushed easily. “They found ways huh?” Tommy intruded and smiled at him. Knowing full well that those minions had been molested by the commanders and leaders of their troops. It was a well-known fact.

He informed Alex. "Gods never abandon their followers or their chosen ones; they always stand by the special ones. Hence, the reason why Ogundele, the son of Ladele, the son of Awero (his mother's name), is sitting in the middle of this shrine, at midnight is to get fortified. I plead with all the gods present in this shrine to accept him as the chosen one that he was destined to be. I seek your protection over him as he embarks on the war he is destined to fight. May he conquer all the forces he encounters in the course of the war. May he end up as the triumph." He chanted, as he gave Alex the cut.