What Happens When You Mess With A Chosen One นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he said and I didn't protest any further because I was indeed getting tired. While walking back to my domicile. I began thinking of how weird this all was. That's not even it, the weirdest thing was my reaction. When Damon informed me of all of these new things that I would've never thought would exist, I acted as if I belonged with them. I felt I sense of duty. "Damon, is a chosen one a supernatural too?" I asked. "Technically yes but you're not considered one." "Why technically?" "You'll know soon enough."

If I really have to become a beast to kill Lucas like that thing said… then damn it, maybe I don’t have a choice. I’m already losing myself… Its appearance this early can only mean one thing..my transformation is super close. I know I can’t fight what’s inside me… but I refuse to lose to it, I can’t picture myself as a beast and if I do become one…what if I hurt Lily? What if the creature wasn’t lying? For the first time ever, being the “Chosen One” feels like a curse, I wish I’d never been chosen at all, maybe then I wouldn’t be drowning in this pain… this pain that fucking burns.

He finally smiled after he had been frowning since he and the guards encountered each other at his house. "Stand up." He motioned for her to stand back. "Are you here to see the king?" She asked. "Yes." The old man replied. "I believe you know your way around here." "Yes, of course." She left them. "Just stick with me. Whatever happens, just stand by me; don't be scared. Well, you might, but don't show it for others to see. This is where you need to prove why you are the chosen one. Okay?" He looked at Alex, placing both hands on his shoulder.

He turned and went to the door of the chamber before he turned to look at me. "You're going to be the next clan head, Adam. You're a vampire. Humans are mere food for us. Treat them like that and your life will be easier." And then he was gone, leaving me unbound. I tried to put the chains back on my wrists and ankles but it was no use. He had completely shattered them to pieces. My hunger was tugging deep inside me, calling my attention. This can't be. I can't be let out while I am in this state.

After some time, she finally spoke softly, "Darren, do you believe that there are chosen ones in this world? I know it sounds quite absurd." She smiled wryly as she rested her cheek against her chest. Lowering her gaze, she continued in a low tone, "However, there are really people like that. They were favored by fate and they were born with everything. Anyone who opposes them will end up in tragedy. No one can stop them. They can do literally whatever they want. "Sometimes, I feel that their existence is really terrifying." She sounded confused, making it inexplicably heart-wrenching for Darren.

She revealed that the convergence was indeed imminent, and the fate of our world hung in the balance. According to the seer, the chosen one would be identified by a unique mark, a symbol etched upon their skin that represented their destiny. This mark would serve as a beacon, guiding the chosen one on their path and granting them extraordinary abilities to fulfill their purpose. As the seer spoke, a mix of emotions washed over me. On one hand, I felt a sense of awe and wonder at the grandeur of the prophecy, understanding the magnitude of the task that lay ahead. On the other hand, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt and worry. What if the chosen one was not prepared for the responsib

“You all hide behind the Moon whenever it suits you.” “And you’re starting to sound like someone who would challenge it,” I replied. “That path ends in blood.” For a moment, I thought he might shift right there. The air crackled with tension, wolves in the forest stirring uneasily as if they could sense it too. Then Kael laughed again—low, controlled. Too controlled. “You’re worried for nothing,” he said. “I haven’t done anything.” “Yet,” I said. His eyes flicked back to the Alpha house in the distance. “But tell me, Mira… what happens when the chosen one starts to fail? When the pack begins to doubt him?”

“How… Do you know my name?” A low, raspy chuckle spilled from him, crawling along the walls. “You’re not just Jules. You’re the chosen one.” I frowned, shaking my head. “What now?” “The chosen one,” he repeated, his voice steady like it was truth itself. “The one destined to break the curse. To wield the power in that scroll. The one the prophecy speaks of.” I let out a short, sharp scoff. “You’ve got the wrong person. I’m just me. No destiny, no prophecy. Just someone trying to fix things.”

She said and was certain about it . She walked close to the door when I stoped her.. " Hey! What happened when you take my powers?". I asked that question as she turned around and faced me . " Simple, I become the choosen one". She replied.. " Okay, but what happens when you become the choosen one?". I questioned as she said, " what else happens.... I take over dad's clan". She said, with confidence.. Ava doesn't know about the transfer of powers from us to Harold _ because if I eventually die, and she gets my power's transferred to her, theres another transfer happening and that involves Harold killing Ava and have the powers for himself.