You Were The Chosen One Meme Novels & Stories

Liam says. "I love you too," Lea said. While looking for everything Lea needs, Liam goes to the milk shelf, Jodie is allergic to cow's milk, so he only drinks soy milk and Liam only sees one box of milk on the shelf, when he wants to take it, someone also takes the milk together with him, making their hands touch. "Oh I'm sorry, I saw it first," The woman said and Liam knew that voice too, when he looked at the woman, they were both shocked.

“Harold Walker… saw me. Not as a prize, not as a prophecy, not as a burden or a boy in need of saving. He saw me. From the first moment, he trusted me when others doubted. He gave me responsibility when I had nothing but faith in myself. And when the world put me on trial—when I was tested before billionaires in Milan—it was Harold’s belief in me that gave me strength. I have loved him hesitantly, but undeniably. And when he finally spoke his heart, I knew mine had already answered. Harold is not only my choice—he is my home.” The studio seemed to sigh as one. The interviewer leaned back, smiling. “So it is Harold Walker, then. Officially?” Henry nodded. “Yes. I have chosen Harold Walker. No

“ Cover your cognizance, mama , pater . ” I glanced at my parents and cringed. “ For your information. I have n’t fucked someone differently. What you felt, ” I felt a vicious grin spreading across my face. “ What you felt was only the morning if you do n’t accept. I ’m not your mate; I rejected you. ” I growled. “ The Moon Goddess blessed me with a alternate mate. It’s further than what you ’ll get. ” I teased. “ No. That’s not. That’s not possible, ” he stammered. “ Clara is my mate, and I intend on marking her. If you know what’s good for you. You ’ll accept the rejection. ” Leon blazoned. “ I ’ll noway accept, ” He snarled. “ You ’ll come back to me, Clara. He

"Once, there was a baby elephant. When it was very small, its leg was tied with a rope and staked to the ground." "It tried to escape, but the rope held tight. Every attempt only brought pain." "Eventually, it stopped trying." "But the elephant grew up. One small tug, and it could snap that thin rope like nothing." "Grace, don't stay trapped in the past. You can break free." "Everything from your last life — it's over now. It's time for us to live." My eyes went wide. I was trembling. "You remember. You remember everything, don't you?"

was filling the air as more and more people came and said it. “What in the hell is going on?” I asked completely confused. The question was really to myself, but a young boy heard me and responded. “We’re here for the I’m Sorry Alicia. It one of the rarest Monsters that the game has introduced. Nobody has even heard of it before today.” “The I’m Sorry Alicia?” I asked. “What the hell is that?” But the boy was gone, replaced with another person speaking the words and attempting to catch the creature. Within seconds, the entire park was filled with people. They were all holding their phones, cramming up against my chess table. They all kept saying, “I'm Sorry Alicia,” into their phones and the

Brooke winks just before James pulls her in for a kiss. I sigh, only if I can swallow my pride and go to the Claiming Ball which is held once every year and on the second blood moon in the year, I may just get my mate. During a claiming ball, if you don't find your mate, you can take a chosen mate and claim her. The idea of taking a chosen doesn't sit well with me. I want my own mate, I want to see the woman that Selene fucking created just for me. Taking a chosen mate to me, is just like taking something or in this case, someone that isn't yours.

Whispers followed me, sharp as knives. “I still have the video of her—the cafeteria incident,” Aisha Morris said, pulling out her phone to show her friend. “With that face, she’d win the award for the world’s ugliest girl! Look at her eyes; they’re like those of a zombie!” her friend cackled.

' Blinking back the tears, I mouthed a quick, 'You too. Once the moon hit the highest peak, the chief made his way in front of the girls. "This year is the thirtieth year we celebrate The Choosing. I hope all of you know how brave you all are. I pray you all stay safe, and for the one who finds their beast... know you are blessed." As he moved away from the front, I took a deep breath just as the chief's voice echoed across the open field. "Let the choosing begin!" the sound of cheers came from behind us, as many of the girls eagerly made their way towards that forest. With each step I took closer to the darkness that awaited me, I couldn't help but feel almost lighter.

“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.”

It was the big day the residents of Pack Douglas had been waiting for, the day the Omegas were selected to enter the Pack's main house. It was amusing for them to see how the weak Omegas struggled desperately to work there in the hope of earning a better life than before. Of the 50 participants that day, Iris was one of them. She was dressed up very beautifully, her wounds covered up to not distract her appearance. So now she was the center of attention of everyone who was queuing up to enter the stadium where they would take part in the selection because of her gorgeous looks.