All Chapters of The Chosen One: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

"How did the chief's elder react?” “They supported me, but not because they had moral burdens. Lucinda was disturbed about the pragmatic outcomes. The only beginning for so many witches would be sacrificing ourselves. The power within us was slowing down and we can't risk that just for the sake of our men. Every month we gather dozens of witches' parts but we eventually stopped. A good number of those maybe a couple of dozen and would be large enough for our purposes. But even if we could privately obtain some of those genes, we couldn’t keep the arrangements secret for very long.""That is beyond creepy. You guys sacrifice too much for that purpose alone? And yet have nothing in return?" Tommy thought. No wonder almost half of the natives have their peculiarities, some without limbs, eyes, toes, fingers, and many more. Such foolish sacrifice."Yes, our spell was beyond powerful but we couldn't regenerate ourselves. And the nonnatives would eventually realize what we were doing. So t

Ambrose got furious. He stood, motivated to hunt the little traitor.But Leo let out, “Let him go. We have hurt him enough. He will need time to get over it.”Tristan wept. Leo watched his younger friend. He knew this was like separating his wife from himself. But Tristan had to become strong.“Dry those tears, knight. You are not a woman. You are a fighter, a knight. Now you will be our second in command. It is time for your initiation.”Above them, pink lemonade clouds wrap the sky as if Earth were a child's party gift. Passed leaf, upon the moss, softened rock, come the sun rays that were promised us by the starlit sky. Yet, Tristan didn't feel pleased about it. He felt the opposite.Hours later, Leo had his eyes blindfolded with soft animal skin leather. He was led to another region not far from where he and Tomas had been. He stood in the warm breeze of sunset, but a coolness crept through his bones as he heard the appearance of about two or three other men. He was focused. Trist

“We’re good,” Celestina told them, holding onto her wooden tray. She had used it to defend herself if she had to, no matter how much the patrol leader might lecture her about ‘inappropriate weapons’ later. Even now, she could feel the soldier's and the jester's regards burning across the area wearying into them.“You don’t look fine Celestina, are you alright?” Diana grumbled. She sat there almost unmoved and a sliver of moonlight coming through the window, blond hair, a blazing faded gray tunic and kilt, and one foot covering untied. Making her so vulnerable yet in truth she was the predator in this aisle.She was a close second to Tommy in times of unconditional loathsomeness. Her look flickered to Jenna who was smirking at them, understanding full well Diana wasn't comfortable with so many humans in the enclosure. She could almost feel her fangs slowly coming to life as Jenna's spell to make her reek like a human was almost coming to end. 'Dammit! I missed taking a shower' Diana th

Inside the stone villa walls of Camella, Lord Andrew Lawvosky was confused and dazed for weeks and not with himself, he looked out and saw the hillside in flames and Camellana's people's hamlet destroyed. Undisclosed to him, the old woman had been enhancing him for weeks and made him fast asleep, oblivious in his chamber.But this time, he had awakened. He knew his time was short. He would take no more chances at waiting, he would find that woman. The woman in his dreams. He would take what was his before he lost it again.Furious and annoyed, he slammed open the door to Camellana’s chamber and found her in a corner weeping and with a woman on her side on the floor praying with the long white sheet gathered over her in useless defense.He grunted pleasure to himself and walked over to the unmoved woman. He grabbed the white sheet and whisked it off of her.But it was not Camellana underneath. It was her servant. Andrew turned and threw a dagger at her side, hitting the other woman in

Later at night, the healer came back with her two helpers after Cavin convinced her that what she saw earlier was just a mere apparition of the werewolf soul and she wasn't looking at the demon himself.A young helper was at once posted for the healer, and several of her servants disappeared to make themselves respectable. The healer and Cavin lifted Tommy onto the mattress where he had laid yesterday; and, having done what he could do for him, turned his attention to the helper. In all the commotion earlier the poor young woman had not stirred; she stood there as before, straight and formal, breathing softly and artlessly and with a placid look. As it was manifestly of no use to try anything to help them till the healer had left and the helper followed suit.In Diana's chamber, Celestina watched the vampire, who had by this time taken her guilt away and changed her demeanor; Celestina took her time to freshen up and change her clothing with a pair of tunic, comfortable and fresh for