What Happens When You Mess With A Chosen One Novels & Stories

she tells him and at this moment Edward is shaking so bad and cannot utter any word. " You are the chosen one among the wolf community and you are the one to save the wolf race from the coming war that is a great threat to the wolves. Your parents tried to hide you from all this and the thing is that you cannot escape from destiny and i came hear to warn you about the incoming danger that has been set upon the wolf community, protect your race chosen one, and free your parents" on hearing this he becomes so surprised and confused at the moment. He tries to throw his fear away and asked.

But as they continued to read, they discovered a shocking twist: the prophecy also spoke of a chosen one, a hero destined to rise against the darkness and restore balance to the world. "I don't understand," Alex said, his brow furrowed in confusion. "Who could this chosen one be?" Sarah's heart sank as a sudden realization dawned upon her. "It's you, Alex," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her racing heartbeat. Alex stared at her in disbelief, his mind reeling from the revelation. "But how can that be?" he asked, his voice trembling with uncertainty. Sarah placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "I don't know," she admitted. "But if the prophecy is true, then we ha

“I see. That certainly isn’t what our books tell us.” “Of course not. Why sully the name of your precious king?” Lucas let out a sigh and went on, “To make a deal with the devil required a medium. A key as a means of opening the gate. A soul to sacrifice. It was called a ‘chosen one’. By all accounts, the chosen one was someone particularly precious to the King. Could you take a guess as to who that could possibly be?” Thinking back to it, I couldn’t recall anyone who was particularly precious to the king. Besides, maybe…

"His father chose me. He looked my father in the eye and shook his hand. I am Ronan's fiancée." The words felt like a lifeline I was desperately clutching, the only solid thing in a world that was crumbling around me. I clung to them with everything I had, willing them to be true, willing reality to bend to my version of events. "We might be having some... some minor differences right now, but that doesn't change the fundamental truth. I am the chosen one. Not that freak."

She kneeled and reached out to touch my face, but her hand stopped in midair, shaking badly. “You said you didn’t blame me… You said it…” I wanted to hold her and say, “Bella, I don’t blame you. I never did.” But she couldn’t hear me anymore. None of them could. I died on my sister’s sixteenth birthday. Perhaps the witch’s prophecy from the very beginning was about the wrong one.

The ticking clock of our survival accelerated, the final seconds of the reboot era screaming in my mind. I had to choose. I could remain the perfect, untouchable Mind and maintain the stability of the world, or I could embrace the forbidden love that had started this war and risk the total collapse of everything we had built. "I am the Chosen One," I whispered, my violet light flaring until it blotted out the sun. "And I choose the glitch." I didn't fight the Administrator with logic. I fought it with memory.

“And these are the consequences… you now have blood on your hands, chosen one…” Lightning struck again. And this time, it struck me.

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."

I would leave as—My thoughts were cut short the next moment when his breathing increased. Fear, at this point, overwhelmed me. I mumbled. “How are you feeling?” I didn't care; I didn't want to know how he felt, but I had to do something—something to make him turn into the beast that he was. Why was I even the chosen one? Why did the moon goddess choose this way of all ways? Was I also cursed, but in another way? I was lost in my thoughts, lost in this room with him. Caught between two men at the same time.