All Chapters of The Chosen One: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Celestina’s eyes pulsed with pure loathing as her gaze fell upon the view outside the cabin. She looked at the horizon like she looked at the devil himself like it represented all that went wrong when her beliefs were seduced by the mother churches and led off their holy, heavenly path into immortality.“I believe so, Diana…” The young witch paused. She looked like she was cooking up a juicy retribution, one that involved every terrible thing she wished she could do to Lucinda. Her involvement with Sulu had protected her all those years, and now Sulu betrayed her. So Celestina was redirecting her anger on Sulu, who didn’t have the knowledge that she knew his plan all along.Well, she wasn’t going to kill him instead. Celestina thought to herself. She has to look for the Fated One sooner to get her power back. To get what she had lost, to get what was rightfully hers in the first place.She had tried to kill Sulu when he’d still been inside the dark native cavern, but she halted her pl

Fifteen miles far away from the Daisy Valley in a secret area behind in the hills, when the humans were tucked into the heavenly black of nighttime, the cloudy grey makes their nighttime all the cozier but for a league of twenty non-human knight legions and warriors gathered around an orator, knight Tristan. The battalion's new commander. The night was their refuge as nightfall comes with a whisper of perfect black that grows into a comforting chorus of stars.The man that spoke has the form of a young massive and powerful warrior, but he had the confidence of a knight willing to kill anyone who dared to question him. On knight, Tristan's left was the new recruit, a one eyed-man who moves like he was still taking that tall body for a test drive, not sure if it's his for keeps.When the others looked his way he returned the glance with a hint of shyness just briefly before turning away either way Tristan's right-hand man was as tall and large as he was. Yet, the hooded man wasn't an or

Dark Natives TavernOn the day of the journey, Celestina slowly deteriorated, so weak and helpless, Cavin brought her back to the Dark Natives underground territory with the help of Lucinda's bird spies, Cavin was able to bring back Celestina after four days of non-stop voyage.Celestina was back in the healer's cabin the next morning, lying on a cold stone bed in the chamber, she was laid beside one of the healer's tables. She was unconscious and laid face up with her dirty green tunic unbuttoned and removed as Lucinda watched the immobile young witch's body, from one table to another, the healer was collecting everything she needed for the healing. The healer didn’t need to use her mixture anymore. She wasn’t even hurrying, she was taking her time, the little witch's life was in her hands. However, the healer's legs appeared to be fully healed after sacrificing flesh on her knee to her experiment. All was well, she thought.After she prepared all her paraphernalia and some mixture

Abandoned Cabin"Diana? What the hell happened?" Tommy yelled, looking at Damian with his fire on both hands, chattering at the wall, lost to his own trance. Tommy had been calling their names for like forever and it seemed like the two weren't listening or couldn't hear his shout.After the not-so-friendly shouts, Diana, however, stared back at him and hushed. "Stay quiet Tom, Damian has been having the episode of his dream dwelling or whatever he calls it. Don't shout. We don't want to scare him, especially with the magical flame on his hand."“Oh, yes. And we learned just as much from what he told us that he couldn't control his fire just yet. What the fuck is he doing anyway? He looks possessed.""He has been, well, ...weird since he woke up. Seeing things that weren't there and talking nonsense but I think Andrew was inside his mind right now. He had told me something.""Andrew? Our sire?""Of course. Who else?" Diana murmured with mild irritation. Tommy has been quite stupid thi

Staring at the old witch, Diana smiled with the hope of tasting her fresh-baked bread, yet she wobbled and became dizzy. She couldn’t even support her weight. Before they could reach the first step on the cabin, she fell on top of her and they collapsed in a heap. Diana's face slapped against the dirt ground, which seemed to wobble like a seesaw. Everything happened so fast, that her ears rang, high-pitched and loud. The noise inside her head was even louder than the scream of the old woman.The witch scrambled to her feet and grabbed Diana's right hand. Clasping it tightly, she pulled with all her might. “Get up, Dear! We have to go!”The old woman called the sleeping lads inside the cabin yet, none seems to hear her.Diana could hear the old witch's shouts though, but she was powerless to even move. Though her mind was so alert as she heard the wail of some kind of an alarm bell that was too loud on her ears. She knew by now it was not an ordinary warning. It was an enchanted one.S