The Earth's Chosen Savior Novels & Stories

“And what if I love them all, Mother? What does that make me?” “A human being,” she said. “A heart is not a coin, to be spent once and done. It can hold many, in different ways. But the question is not who you love… it’s who you choose.” Her words burned through him. Choice. That was the wound. Elias: The Steadfast That night, Henry dreamed of Elias. They were standing on the battlefield again, the air thick with smoke. Elias’s hand clasped his arm, pulling him back from the edge.

Chief Kinn must have kept her there just to make her see the party but not participate fully in it. “As you all have said, I was almost at death’s doorstep but my competent wife here worked hard enough to make sure that I was snatched from its hook. She did save me, she’s my savoir and I have decided to award her with “The savior Luna” title and because she had made it possible for me to be here today, hale and hearty, I will gift her something tangible”, he suddenly began, and my heart suddenly skipped at his words. “He's going to award me? That’s so random and unexpected”, I muttered on my seat.

“Do you remember what you felt when you stood in front of your father? When your father turned away from war, and you held your pack and your thunder together with nothing but your presence?” Tora nodded slowly. “That instinct—that protector’s heart? It is the same part of you that will guide you as a mother.” Maggie sat in her mind. “And you are not alone. You have your sisterhood. Your family. Your mate. And us—the Guardian Spirits. Do you really believe we would let anything happen to the children of the Chosen Ones?” Tora’s eyes stung. She blinked quickly. “No. I guess not.” “You were not chosen because you are perfect. You were chosen because you are powerful, flawed, fierce, and deeply

Jordan looked at the highlight parts. "And so, the chosen one will appear. Blessed by both sides of war. Light and Dark. Love or Death. So, it will be. The Goddess of the earth realm. " He said, and I raised an eyebrow. Goddess of the earth. Really? I said to myself. Sounds like bullshit to me. He went to another passage.

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.

who were also called as the safeguards… But when the corruption on planet Earth started increasing rapidly even God's also took away the protection from the civilizations resulting info the demolition of all the civilizations about which we study now but my grandpa always used to say that there still exists few “Chosen one”, who are from the family of them who acquired those symbols on their bodies by passing the test…

And he couldn't imagine the paperwork that his captain has to compromise for closing several of their paranormal and out of the ordinary cases. "Please sit here, Ian, you can let go of her hand. She's safe in the circle." Shani instructed as she made Blair sit within the circle that she just made with the black sand. She was chanting her words in a language that they both didn't understand. But Blair was calm, so he retreated and watched her from outside the circle. Candles were lit, the lights were dimmed. Shani was back to her satchel and took out some incense and started lighting them as she circled Blair while still chanting her words. The candles flick several times, then it gets bigger

My Lord, I am deeply embarrassed to learn that Sir Owura Bismark is the god of the new planet. This country has made an unforgivable mistake. Leaders, I will forgive you since you have not heard the name of the world's savior. Jesus Christ of Nazareth is his name. I've returned to this secret castle conference room to introduce him to you once more. I respectfully propose that you accept him, and all your sins, iniquities, and transgressions will be forgiven.

“Chosen one? Who is that? Zenny asked with a curious gaze. “What kind of a prophecy allows people to be killed so brutally? couldn't the goddesses have done something to avert all this destruction? She asked again, this time feeling aggrieved. She told up from where she was seated, roaming around the living room with her hands in her hips. “The goddess will not come down to do things on her own, that's why she has people carrying out her instructions. And this time the chosen one is destined and fates to save his people from supreme one's evil schemes” “But how we are supposed to know the chosen one is, when we don't even have a clue?” Zenny asked, staring at the older woman. “That's because

I replied to him in a low tone. It calmed him down a little. He was worried about me too. I could definitely understand the emotions I could see in their eyes. "You all don't have to be worried about me. I am never going to be part of anything related to Lucifer. I am part of something else. I am a chosen guardian. A group of people who were bestowed powers by God to protect this world. I am not going to be working under Lucifer. Or anyone with any dark plans to destroy this world." I honestly added in a low tone. I was looking into my father's eyes the whole time I was explaining them about the purpose of my life.