The Selection Novels & Stories

" Too bad then but I'm sure once you get close your wolf would surely emerge. Little princess I'm sure you would be delighted to know that you are now free from this hellhole and to the real world where you belong. You are part of the upcoming Bride Selection. You should be delighted dear, freedom at last." "Bride Selection?" I frowned. Though delighted at the thought of being free, I guess Alpha Krist has big plans for me, The Bride Selection? All I knew about it was that my Mom was choosen after the Bride Selection held in Black moon pack. They were both two powerful bloodlines and mates. A Bride Selection was held for the most powerful Alphas that couldn't find their mate, so the maidens

The phone interrupted me. Darian. I swallowed my disgust and answered. His voice was ragged and exhausted. "Grace, Lilith lost the baby. My child is gone!" "It was my first child. How could you be so heartless?" While Darian drowned in grief on the other end, my expression didn't change. "Darian, the marking ceremony has been dissolved. From now on, your problems are none of my business." "And I already have a boy—" I glanced at Alex and swallowed the rest of the sentence.

He knew all about Maia. They were given files of each child to look over when they first said they were looking to adopt. Mr. Sween picked up Maia’s file first and read it thoroughly. He knew where she came from and the state she had once been in. What she had to go through. He chose her instantly, wanting to give her a good life.

Hearing this, James laughed and patted his forehead. “We didn’t make ourselves clear. We only want to observe, not participate.” “Yes!” Thea nodded quickly. “We’re just curious and want to watch.” Hearing this, the previously troubled Jaime laughed heartily. “If it’s just to observe, that’s easy. You can enter with us if you don’t mind. “You should know that the beings participating in this selection are the true powerhouses of the myriad realms. It’s quite a spectacle.” After hearing this, James and Thea exchanged a knowing smile. Evaluating their brothers’ conduct could be seen in how they selected talents and handled matters. This so-called Wyrth Selection was a perfect opportunity.

If they walked together—. The system couldn't isolate them. But if they went in different directions - It could. Amina's chest tightened painfully. “No.”. Adrian looked at her. And this time—. His voice was softer. “We don't have much time.”. The core pulsed again. Stronger. “Final selection required.”. With a head shake, Amina deflected. "This is nonsense -- it's not about the outcome.". Adrian nodded. “I know.”. A pause.

"That ring was for you, Grace. Eleanor wouldn't know what to do with it. It'd be wasted on her." So it was never really a choice. Dante put his hand on my shoulder and steered me toward the door. But the moment we hit the ground floor, Grace spotted a new watch display. Dante nodded immediately. "Let's look at watches first. Eleanor can wait. No rush." Grace lingered at the counter, torn between two Patek Philippes. Dante saw her hesitation and waved the salesgirl over. "Take both. Grace, pick the one you want first. Eleanor can have the other one later." He paid and handed me a box. "There. Gift sorted. Grace has good taste—you should be happy."

The clerk looks up. “The material regarding household collusion and external collection pressure is entered and will be referred for separate investigation under Council authority. That investigation does not, by itself, suspend Selection law as it applies to an unmarked Omega whose presence has been formally noted.” He pauses. The pause is not merciful. “However: the older precedent cited in the letters is not without standing. The recognition claim, while unsealed by a mark, has been attested in public and under formal review. This chamber will not collapse the window to immediate Selection today.” Alder starts to rise. The clerk’s hand lifts again.

The sound eased the remaining hurt lingering in my chest. I would do anything for this little girl. Elva fell asleep soon after. I returned her to her bed and tucked her in. The news station had sliced together a preview for the consort selection ceremony. The flashes of Nicholas made my heart ache. “Who will be selected as candidates for the Luna Choosing Game?” a voice said over the footage of the royal family. “Any woman in the kingdom could be selected. It could be your friend or your neighbor. Or, it could be you.”

Then another voice entered, calm, precise, cutting through chaos like a blade through silk. Helena Voss stepped forward from the fractured command tier, her gaze locked not on the destruction, but on the pattern beneath it. “No,” she said softly. “It’s not predicting.” All eyes shifted. Helena’s expression didn’t change. “It’s refining variables.” Silence hit harder than the explosions. Her gaze moved from fragment to fragment, tracking their movement with terrifying clarity. “This is not a conflict,” she continued. “It’s selection.” The word landed. Heavy. Final. Rafael’s lightning coiled tighter. “Selection?”

with a hint of irritation in her voice. Kevin was going to argue back but saw me coming and asked me, “Alright let’s see what lily chooses, so lily apple or banana?” looking hopeful that I will choose banana. I looked between them and said, “Come on guys people can like both, it’s not like fruits get offended.” rolling my eyes, “Now come on I’m hungry.” They nodded but continued arguing, they didn’t even hear what I said. I just shook my head at their childish act and followed them checking my phone for any messages. I saw messages from my friends asking me if I liked the town, the school and how was my day.