Visual Novel With Choices Novels & Stories

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I am Aurora, Princess of the Crimson Moon, the North's most powerful pack. But I gave my heart to a worthless rogue named Blake. In my past life, I defied tradition to make him my personal guard. We were inseparable. I fought my own pack to make him my mate. But on the night of our mating ceremony, under the Blood Moon... He plunged a silver dagger straight into my heart. I was three months pregnant with his child. As I bled out, he whispered in my ear, his voice dripping with venom, "If it weren't for you, I'd already be with Clara. You deserve this!" That's when I understood. He never loved me. He only craved power. He had always wanted my sister, Clara—the pack's chosen heir. Then, I open

The attic flickered, Etienne’s face flashing: her face, younger, before cancer, before lies. Marco, weak but awake, crawled to us, silver scars glowing. “It’s not after regret. It’s after choice. Lila’s choice to run. Mamá’s to lie. Elena’s to love. Alexander’s to wager. Mine to rewrite. We choose the ending.” The thread split, forming a new page: LILA MOREAU: THE CHOICE. I saw it, two paths. Run: Let the thread take me, save the others, balance the ledger with my life.

My sister asks while I keep mute. “I made the plot, built up your characters and main emotions, then I made several choices from you all to choose from and when you do choose, I put it in the book.” “How do you know the choices we make?” It’s my turn to ask and she smiles with a faint hum. “I’m the one who created you. I’ll know what choice you make, be it good or bad.” I nod in full understanding. “Does anyone read your- my book?” “Yes, they do,” She turns to Asteria, “And they also read your book too but no comments, not much from people who actually read it.”

Don't let her ruin your life. But Nathan never listened. He deserved it. Although Holnia was far from Narla, once something hit social media, it spread quickly. On the third day of Nathan refusing to let go, Chris sent proof of Jenny's fake medical records to Nathan's email. He also compiled evidence of the countless times Nathan had neglected me for Jenny over the years, forming a perfect circle of betrayal. This was all made public online.

Orion. I swerved around and raised the book in my hand. “Orion?” I glanced at Owen, then at the book. “Like, the same Orion??” Peeling the front cover and a few after that, a vibrant picture Orion sat on it. I gasped and the book fell from my hand. Owen said nothing, but kept his gaze on me. Are you kidding me?! “I tore the lycan king with my claws?!” I shrieked with eyes wide open. “How- why… jeez..” having no ability to form words, I settled on just blinking. My blue eyes rested on the book on the floor showing his face.

’ Maia whispered as Theo turned to her and grinned broadly. “Okay, you wouldn’t choose so I picked for you.” He shrugged as he helped himself to a handful of her Cheetos and shoveled them into his mouth with the palm of his hand, “Seeing as how you so brutally ripped Noah’s heart from his chest on a whim...I figured Game of Thrones seemed like a good choice…” Lucy flushed slightly as she tore her eyes from his face and grabbed her drink, looking for any distraction from the thoughts that were running through her mind right now.

"You don't know her." "I know humans. They're predictable. Give them a noble cause and they'll walk into fire." He pulls out a knife… silver, like the one from Clara's dream, though I don't know that yet. "When the blood moon rises, I'll offer her a choice. Watch you die slowly, or bond with me and save everyone. Which do you think she'll choose?" "I'll kill you before that happens." "You're welcome to try." We fight again, destroying the command center in the process. Papers scatter, maps tear, furniture splinters.

Tony paced while keeping his eyes on me, "You tricked me didn't you!" Tony shouted as he pointed his finger at me, his eyes flaring with anger, "I didn't, please Tony, I really choose you because you were stronger and better than Drew," I pleaded, really trying to convince Tony to keep my plan in action. Tony faltered for a second after my pleading, but he continued his pacing and thought process, "But you came over to me too quickly, there's no way you actually fell for me as you said, there's just no way," Tony mutter under his breath while I watched the blue and red lights flicker outside the window,

‘‘Goodbye mama, bye papa,’’ I whispered as I held the scalpel tightly in my hand and brought it slowly towards my neck. I had always been a psychopath, Vince knew it, it was what he had been trying to tell and prove to the whole of Maslow High School. I wanted to watch it all, the blood dripping from my neck, sliced flesh. Watch all of it slowly and enjoy my last entertainment. ME. Life is a series of choices; it is a series of choices that build up on each other like a stair case. It is the choices that make us, and every time, we are torn between options.