You Were The Chosen One Meme Novels & Stories

"I've been inside you for a very long time." "Inside where?" "Since you were born, I've been inside you, waiting for the day we'd meet like this." "Why have you been inside me?" "Because you're the chosen one. The one who would help me with my quest." I hummed thoughtfully. "Quest, huh?" "You look like you don't believe me." "Who would believe it when a glowing mystical lady tells them that they suddenly have magical powers and they are some kind of chosen one for the mystical lady's quest. Just think about it! It all sounds made up."

The one I chose. The one that was mine.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

"You are the chosen one. The one who was born to protect the ruler. Bow to the chosen one, the fairest divine." I huffed. This has to be some kind of joke. "I'm sorry but you've got the wrong person," I dismissed them as I made my way out of their midst, expecting them to also find their way. But surprisingly, not one but all of them began chanting like they were some sort of cult, "All hail the chosen one. The one who was conceived to bring peace to the nation. The fairest divine. " What was this? I began running in the opposite direction to get away from them, but it was as though the more I ran, the closer they were to me. Even while I closed my ears with both hands, it seemed as though t

"Me?! A chosen one?" I asked, barely able to speak. Adrian nodded solemnly. "Yes, Lily. The prophecy has gifted you to be the key to our future. Find the key and find the way. You ARE that key….." Emotions began overwhelming me—uncertainty, self-denial, excitement, and hope. How could I, little flimsy, be the second chosen one to bring unity to our realm? Did the moon goddess and ancient gods choose with their eyes covered? This was fictitious and totally hard to believe. I almost chuckled.

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.

"You will be the chosen one, I am not going to choose anyone else, only you handsome, I like you very much." She went back to the application and where it said chosen ones she only put one, the God of Sex, the application asked if she was sure and she answered yes, then they put a message that they would contact her again for the day, place and time of THE BLIND DATE between her and her chosen one.

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."

He shook his head, as if he no longer wanted the image in his head “Please! You’re the Chosen One!” I stared at him, once again stunned. Had I walked out of the gym and into some kind of modern-day Narnia?! “Nope.” I smiled at him, hoping to convey my sarcasm. He gritted his teeth in frustration. “You’re about twenty years too late! Chosen ones are always teenagers. Probably because they can afford to just skip a few days of school; they still live with their parents, don’t have bills to pay” I waved my hand in the air in a swirling motion, indicating there were several other reasons.