Was Anakin The Chosen One Novels & Stories

She looked dead serious. "Wow, Walt...you really did amp up the barrier. I thought it was for one of your friends, but it's for you, isn't it? You know Arkael kept on bugging me with you being the chosen one thing. Honestly, this demon acted like his thing is the most important one. Sorry there Florence, but he really irritates me recently..." she was babbling, while we were still trying to listen to what she was going to say by coming to us. "Shani...not that I don't want you to unload your issues with the evil dark lord here, but I...we really need to know about her being the chosen one is all about?" Walt said his mind, and Shani finally sighed and took a seat in front of us.

My last quest to redeem my fault and break me from the curse. I saw her, the little kid that was to be my key in breaking the curse. The Chosen One, as stated in the book. She was able to see me under the water when I showed myself to her. But it was not the right time, she had to be of age. She had to be with the one that was pictured with her in the book. Time passed as I keep on pulling her away from danger, and years later I showed myself to be her guardian. I couldn't believe how she was badly mistreated, but I had learned that humans could be more dangerous than they appeared to be.

AIYANA Vardam raised a finger, demanding silence for a brief second. "Arkan was one of my brother’s most powerful disciples. A brilliant apprentice… and deeply corrupted. But he wasn’t the only one. If he made contact with the others… then there’s a legion lurking. Waiting." He looked directly at me. I felt a shiver crawl up my spine. "Aiyana… everything revolves around you." A sound of scorn escaped my lips before I could stop it.

I asked taking a step towards him. “You’re the chosen one Alida.” He said rather seriously. I rolled my eyes and threw my arms up in the air, “There’s that name again. The chosen one. UGHHHHHH!!!!” I turned and started walking away. “Wait, you’ve known this?” He started walking towards me. “It’s what Selene called me, and then after what you told me about the prophecy I just figured that was what I was meant to do as ‘the chosen one.’ I didn’t think it extended past that.” I said turning back around to face him.

was there? She looked back at the map, and read the word at the bottom of the piece of paper. "THE CHOSEN ONE." Her father told her about those people that referred to as the "Chosen One" some years back. Hundreds of years. They are all guided by the gods and are always exceptional. She went straight home to meet her father in his room. He wasn't in his room. He was in the conference room with his chiefs, chief priest, and other eminent people in the kingdom and the neighboring kingdoms and villages.

“And how do you know all this? You’re too comfortable spilling secrets for an ex-cult dog.” Kael’s jaw clenched, but he held Torren’s gaze. “I was sent to retrieve the fragments. I turned against them when I saw their master’s true nature—a destroyer, not a redeemer. I’ve been running ever since.” Caden’s grip tightened on his sword, his tone calm but probing. “Why side with us now?” “Because you’re the chosen ones,” Kael said, his voice steady. “The prophecy picked you. If you fall, so does everything.”

“No. You cannot call it off yourself and I will not release you. I chose you and you are mine.” “How convenient for you to choose and not choose me at your convenience. When it mattered, you didn’t choose me, Kael.” I yell. How does he expect me to get past that? “If it was Lucian that was given that choice, he would have picked me without hesitation.” I hiss and his eyes narrow with annoyance. “Well Lucian is not your mate.” He snarls. “Even if he saves you a hundred times, you will never belong to him.”

Isaiah said. Adrian smirked, “Pretty fucking cool, right?” My head is reeling. “I guess. All the warriors and ranked members are going to get gifts?” “Yes. At the right time. Of everyone, Thalia is the most impressive. She is the chosen one, though, so I guess it’s fitting.” “Chosen one?” I asked. “Yeah,” Isaiah said. “Goes back to the war discussion we will have later.” “Why not now?” I asked.

I stumbled back in fear. “Not her, You!” She declared. Everyone turned to look at me and Ariana's face dimmed with gloom. “You are the chosen one.” The priestess said. “That's not possible. She's just an omega. Disregard her.” My father said immediately. “She is the chosen one.” The priestess deadpanned.

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.