Chloe Caledone is counting down the days until high school graduation, ready for the day she can finally escape her boring small town and experience the world she’s only seen through other people’s eyes. So far, Chloe’s teenage years have been good but boring, and she’s managed to go through life unnoticed—until the morning of her eighteenth birthday. One fateful birthday gift and a run in with a group of the school’s most popular kids later, Chloe finds that her small town life is anything but boring, and her destiny just got a whole lot more dangerous than she’d ever imagined.
The descendant of the most powerful magical bloodline in history, Chloe has been Chosen. Together with her new friends, Chloe will find everything she thought she knew turned upside down in the wake of secrets, lies, and an unanticipated love triangle, all while she and five others descendants of the original Chosen fight to destroy a dark and powerful immortal—who has his eye set directly on Chloe.
EXCERPT 1 Chloe's Destiny Revealed
I hope this finds you well, child. You mustn’t be surprised by all of this. Congratulations on your eighteenth birthday. I am sure you have many questions, and you are still in doubt as to the truth of all this. It is true. This is your destiny, my child. You have all been brought together for a very important reason. All of you possess a gift that is unique to you. You, Chloe, are the key to it all. You are the chosen one. Much has happened over the past centuries. You are all descendants of very special ancestors. Your bloodline is the most powerful of all six bloodlines. You come from the original chosen one, the very first chosen one and the most powerful sorcerer to walk this earth: me. We did not know that this would happen again, but it has, and so it is your job to stop it. You are the only one that can, supported by the others that will stand by your side. You need them, and they will need you. They are under your wing; they will obey and do as you tell them, so be sure not to steer them in the wrong direction. You have the most powerful gift, if you have not already figured that out. You have been given control over the five elements: Earth, Fire, Air, Water, and Spirit. These will help you and protect you. You will need your powers for your journey. All six of you will have to come together to destroy him. I will give you as much guidance as I can, but the rest is for you to discover and conquer. You have all been given the gift of enhanced senses, not only of your surroundings, but also of each other. You will need this for your quest. You do not live in the world you thought you did. Walking among you and all throughout the world are witches, warlocks, werewolves, and all supernatural things you thought to be just a fairytale. You and the other chosen are descendants of the six bloodlines, the original and only bloodline of sorcerers, known as the chosen. Each generation of the six bloodlines have stronger than normal powers given to the first born for the practicing of magic, but are not given the powers of the original chosen. The chosen must be the first-born of the latest generation, within the same year, and on a night of the new moon. This has never occurred until eighteen years ago … your generation, Chloe, is the first chosen ones since the originals. Each of you has a parent that is a descendent of the original chosen. Some practice their powers and others choose not to and lay dormant. Your mother is one that has not practiced her powers since she was very young. Once you were born, she shut out all supernatural powers in order to give you a normal life, but this, Chloe … this is not something that can be avoided or shut out.
Aden, a wizard from a prominent bloodline of wizards, has long been in search of dark magic, a practice that is forbidden in our world. He has always been envious of the chosen and yearned to possess the powers that your bloodline has. Your powers, combined with the dark magic, would give him the power to destroy the world as well as immortality. There is one way to gain the powers of the chosen. You have to first take the life of the original chosen, and then the remaining chosen, resulting in the extinction of the chosen bloodlines. There has never been a generation of chosen to be given life all within the same year since the originals. Until now. This puts all of you in grave danger. Aden knows this and will come after you if he has not already. Trust your instincts always. The medallion has found you; it will keep you safe. You must never let the hands of darkness gain possession of that, or you will be left vulnerable and unprotected. This will be difficult, but together you can do it.
There is a sixth chosen. He has not arrived yet and is in terrible danger. You must find him, Chloe, as Ethan, the sixth, is your protector. He is your guardian. Aden has captured him to leave you unprotected, increasing his chances of destroying you. Use your senses of each other’s emotions to protect each other and find Ethan. You must use what is close to you to find the way. You are the leader, without you it cannot be done. Without you and the other chosen, the darkness will cover and shatter the world. You are connected to spirit. Invoke it if you need. When you need me, just listen, and I will come, I am always with you. You must go now; find Ethan before it is too late. There is not much time, my child.
Chloe, one more thing … there is another way to destroy the chosen. If you give in and turn to the dark side to rule with Aden, all light in the world will go dark. All that is good will be no more, and the chosen will be banished.
EXCERPT 2 Prologue
This isn’t how I expected death to be. I imagined it cold, dark, and lonely. This is nothing of that sort. It is warm and light. I feel everything except alone. I feel brave and strong. And loved. The only pain I feel is seeing the one I love so much hurting right now. I did what I came here to do, and now it’s over. I was chosen. Chosen to make a choice. A choice to live, and a choice to die. I chose death, and dying in the arms of the man I love is peaceful. If my own life must be given in place of the lives of others, then I shall give it away.
I’ll leave a memory with everyone I’ve touched. I will remember all the time we spent together. My only hope is that his memory of me is as beautiful as my memory of him. I struggle to open my eyes, knowing what I see will shatter the dream that I want to remember when I die. Slowly I flutter my eyelids, seeing nothing except a blur through tears and blood. Focusing, I see my medallion, dangling empty of the fire it once held around my neck. It now drips crimson droplets, staining the ground on which I lie. I cringe and curl my fingers around the ancient chain, accepting it for what it is. I am gone, and with my life, the fire goes out.
“Chloe, can you hear me? Chloe. Chloe! Come on, baby, open your eyes, please. Please, open your eyes. You can’t go yet. I have so much to tell you. Come on, Chloe, please wake up. God, there is so much blood. This is all my fault. I am so sorry, baby. I’m here, Chloe. I won’t let you go; I won’t do it. I will trade places with you, my love.”
His voice is the sound of an angel, my angel. He is my reason for living. He gave me hope in my lonely, obsolete world, hope that I could fall in love and that someone could love me back no matter our differences or how absolutely normal I am … was.
I can hear him and want so badly to answer him. I want to call his name. To tell him I am here. It will be okay. Painfully, though, I can’t. Instead, I drift farther and farther away, dreaming about the time we had together, reminiscing about the not so long ago memories of falling in love with not just him, but with five other of my dearest and closest friends.
It is almost unbelievable … Hell, it is unbelievable that just a few weeks ago, I was just me. Plain, average, old-souled me. Now here I am, after finding out that I’m descended from a powerful bloodline said to be undefeatable, lying on the ground, defeated, while my soul drifts toward the light of death. Content as I am, with a smile on my face, I say good-bye.
You never know where life is going to take you. I know now what I was brought into this world to do. What I was created for. What I was chosen for.