The Selection Fanfic Novels & Stories

Hailey gritted her teeth and sneered, "You have chose quite a useless lover this time." Sirius scoffed, "Useless? This time?" [Male lead's favorability towards Female lead -20 current favorability rate -20.] "Feng, June is the only person I have been interested in. And he is not useless, he is so much more then you can ever fanthom." He gave Hailey a blank look. "Get out of my apartment." Hailey stood up and flipped her hair. "You know, your father will never approve of you marrying a male omega," she sneered, "The best and only option you have is me!"

“Emanuel chose you because Darian chose me. You were his spare, his second best, the leftovers that nobody else wanted and Dom chose Liv because Emanuel fought him for me. It will always be me. If I walked into your pack and told him to mark me again- be honest now- do you think he would say no? Or do you think he would kick you to your ass and make me his Luna in the split second it took for him to choose me the first time?” Her eyes fell into that dark pit that I now called my home. Sadness washed over her face and even the ruby earrings looked less shiny when the dark cloud came over her.

he whispers, rubbing my thumb against my temple in slow, calming strokes that have my anger and frustration reducing to a steady ache between my legs. “And if I don’t shift? What if I do and I’m still an Omega? You’ll only have succeeded in making a ridicule of me. Don’t make me do this, Kier. I don’t want to go there.” He tilts his head to the side, exposing more of that mark he claims I gave him. “You must. The council decided to scrap the rest of the tasks set for the Selection, leaving only one that is sure to weed you out, just in case I still declined their decision.”

“Come on, Red Rose. You know what she is like when you make her wait.” Rising, I brushed the blades of grass and flecks of dirt from my dress. Vanessa, a servant in my grandmother’s household, was my only friend. The other villagers, taking their cue from my grandmother, looked upon me with cold indifference. It was why, though past marrying age, no one had ever offered my hand. Despite my family’s wealth and position, the men of the village knew there would be no benefit to marrying Elder Aurora’s outcast granddaughter. Since there was no life beyond the walls of the village, it seemed I was destined to find my happiness in books and daydreams only. Vanessa took hold of my hand and dragged

“Maya is just going to keep educating me like a child. And I need that. I get it. But while I’m doing that, I also need… I need to do something.” Rake turned his head, staring off into the trees, thinking. And when he turned back, he looked hesitantly hopeful. “What?” I asked. “There's a Selection coming up.” I blinked. “Selection? What's that?” “It's the ceremony where the powerful, unmated males who are ready to take a mate step forward and select from the group of presented females.” I frowned. “Like some kind of messed up beauty pageant?”

She was the adopted daughter of one of the gardeners. "Maia, I have something I want to ask you." He turned to face her, noticing her cheeks flashing red. "Yeah?" "Well, I've really been enjoying the time we spend together." She just looked at him, her eyes watching his every move. "Maia Sween, would you like to be my girlfriend?" He finally asked, holding eye contact. "You can share this room with me and you'll have full range of the castle. I already discussed it with my father and got Mr. Sweens blessing. You are allowed to say no, however, it is completely your choice."

I'd been getting weaker for the past two years, ever since my father remarried and Selene became my stepsister. "I can get better " "No." He turned to where Selene stood, radiant in a red dress that hugged her perfect curves. "The pack needs a strong Luna. I choose Selene Winters as my chosen mate." The crowd gasped. Choosing my own stepsister was a blow even I hadn't seen coming. Selene glided forward, each step graceful and sure—everything I wasn't. She touched my shoulder gently, and for a moment, I smelled something strange on her fingers. Something herbal and bitter.

I nod barely able to think. I feel myself waking but fight against it. "My mates, why would you pair me with them?" I beg. Trying to stay a little longer. I need to know why, surely she knew how much it would hurt Aiden, how hard he had tried to be a supportive father to me. He deserved better than this. Selena smiles, "That choice is yours my child; a destiny wolf is free to choose their own mate", Wait what? Choose my own mate? My mind immediately goes to Leon. Could I choose him?

“I already know my selection, Nash. Just like you did for years. The only difference was you haven’t made your selection known to the one person that it matters to.” His mention of Saylor Haskle made me internally chuckle. There was no way he was serious about that girl. Plus, she was the one his father had handpicked for him and she was completely the opposite of Brady. Her stiff demeanor and hoity-toidy persona wasn’t a match for Brady. “You’re telling me you’re actually going to go with your father’s pick?” He shrugged again. “Maybe I am. Maybe I’m not. Everyone will know when the time is right. And right now…the time isn’t right.”

“Perhaps I’ll judge that for myself someday.” “Perhaps not,” Alara said, her voice final. She turned away quickly. “Seraphine, show our guests to the ceremonial hall.” As the group began to move inside, Selena slipped closer to the back, pretending to refill trays. She couldn’t help herself. Her gaze followed Darius,the way he laughed softly at something one of the guards said, the way he caught her eye for just a heartbeat before looking away again. The music grew louder. The two packs gathered, Bloodfang and SilverMist, side by side, while the priestess stood at the center, waiting for the Alpha’s mark to choose his mate.