What Happens When You Mess With A Chosen One の小説・ストーリー

It was all because on the day Felix was born, I had accidentally spilled water, causing Mom to slip and go into premature labor. The sight of him lying in the incubator broke my entire family's hearts. Dad had smacked me so hard that my eardrum burst. "You're a jinx! Your brother nearly died on the day he was born because of you." Lying weakly in the hospital bed, Mom had looked at me with eyes full of disappointment. Then, in elementary school, Dad had beaten me so badly that I couldn't get out of bed for three days—just because I fought with Felix over a toy car.

"Fourth, and it's the most important one of all. One would experience the death and the falling apart of their family and being deserted by the people they trust and love. Anyone who follows or worships him will share his bad luck and suffer a horrible end to life." I spoke softly, but my words were like a hammer to Mona's heart. Her face turned pale gradually, and her face was as white as a ghost. "No… That's not possible! You're lying!" Her lips were trembling as she shook her head madly. "He's the [Emperor]! He's the chosen one!" "You'll find out the truth very soon if he's the chosen one." After that, I turned to leave the room and closed the door behind me, ignoring her and the group of

I begin carefully, not wishing to betray my true feelings about the matter, "I'm not happy about the Omega either, but that doesn't mean I condone violence against a woman. She's still under our jurisdiction and he isn't. We must do something about it—she's in the running to become a Luna! That grants her protective rights!" "She might be in the running but that means nothing, as you well know." "And what if it does mean something!?" I burst out, the loudness of my voice surprising me, too. "What if she ends up being the chosen one? What would that mean then?" The look he gives me sobers me up enough to step back and clear my throat but I'm not ashamed of my outburst. "I'll look into the mat

I ran my fingers across the symbols in the first line. "The human who becomes a demon has vengeance for a motivation." I read, " He breeds mayhem and destruction. So destruction follows him wherever he goes. To break the curse, the chosen one must emerge, the one whose blood cures all. If he drinks of that blood, he becomes stronger, but if that blood is laid as a sacrifice… the evil one is finally destroyed." Silence followed my words. I was too stunned to speak. "The chosen one…" Jason said, breaking the silence.

" It simply means that the mark signifies that you are the chosen one who will help fight the darkness looming over the Land and threatening to destroy the peace among the supernaturals. Many years ago, there was a prophecy. It stated that the peaceful world of the supernaturals would be plunged into darkness. Blood will paint the surface of the earth ànd different races will go to war against each other. No one will be safe anymore. Amidst the chaos, a chosen one will arise who will cleanse the land of its darkness, eliminating all the evil forces and will forge new bonds between the people. The chosen one will have special powers, a mark of reincarnation will be embedded on her body after

to happen. My chosen one and much-loved son, I control the destiny of those who are born, but I cannot control their decisions or lives. No god can intervene in the decisions of mortals. What could be done is done. Your destiny was to be the chosen one, and it was you chose to accept it. You have the power to guide mortals in decisions, but that does not mean they choose the right one. - Selene I… Calm down. I wouldn't have created your destiny if I hadn't had confidence in success and in you.

My hands were steadier than they had any right to be. "It is something," I said. "It's a mate bond. I didn't choose it, but it's real." "It's an error in the Moon Goddess's design." His voice didn't change. "Tara-Lee is my chosen. The pack accepts her. That is not going to shift because of last night." "You think I'm going to stand up in the pack hall and beg people to believe me?" "I think you're going to do whatever you have to do to survive this." He said it without heat. "Silence is the logical choice. For both of us."

I replied, my voice trembling. "Things are different. This is reality. Nothing is inherently right or wrong. We do what we do to survive and carry on our race for generations to come," He spread out his arms and grinned, looking like the epitome of a maniac. "And you are going to be one of the chosen ones. You don't know how much glory this will bring to you."

It was like the story that Hazel had told her back at the bookshop. The Chosen One didn’t make a sacrifice. She wanted revenge and these were the army she was after. The last war was not really the last after all. Now, the fate of mortality lies in her hand. She was the Chosen One, but she does not remember any of that, even though she has a feeling that she knew these people.

Is that what you call an immature child? -At some point I will kill her with my own hands. What are you laughing at? -she spat, listening to Nathan's laughter. -At how pathetic you are," he mocked. Your minions won't help you anymore. -I won't hurt you because Booke already did. -The omega was astonished. I'm going to exile you with your race, with the omegas... in a place where you won't be able to leave with your son. That will be your punishment for trying to kill my wife.