Chapters (132)
- COVER PAGE
- CHOSEN: LOST BOOK 1
- BEGINNINGS
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- INFIDEL: LOST BOOK 2
- BEGINNINGS
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- RENEGADE: LOST BOOK 3
- BEGINNINGS
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAOS: LOST BOOK 4
- BEGINNINGS
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
His cry echoed around him, and he sucked in a long breath. When he lowered his head and opened his eyes, he saw that there were six guards in the courtyard, facing him with spears. He could still go, he knew that. The priest wouldn’t kill him if he turned to flee even now—the man wanted the Chosen One alive.
But Karas would die. Witch wouldn’t soil his reputation with anything less.
“Bring her down,” Johnis said. “Set her free.”
NINETEEN
NINETEEN
Silvie lay atop the tallest dune and gazed out at Thrall sprawling out under the blazing midday sun. Riding away, she thought she’d heard a long, piercing scream from far behind, but with the pounding of the horse’s hooves and the crashing of her own heart filling her ears, she hadn’t been sure.
Still, she’d almost turned back. If it weren’t for Rosa, who was still weak from her captivity, she would have. But she’d promised Johnis to take his mother to safety, and that was one promise she would keep no matter the cost.
An hour had passed while they paced at the boulders where they’d first met Karas. The little Horde girl seemed to have bewitched Johnis.
When two hours had come and gone, Silvie knew he wasn’t coming out, but she refused to admit it. She’d moved them to the dune and wrestled with the decision of whether to continue on as promised, or go back and perhaps sneak into the city this very night to set Johnis free as he had done for them. Never mind that he’d told them to leave if he didn’t join them in ten minutes.
But setting him free this time wouldn’t be an easy task: they would be waiting. Whereas Martyn, the Horde general, seemed bent upon Thomas Hunter’s destruction, the Dark Priest was more interested in Johnis, the Chosen One, as he called him.
He’d pressed Silvie for several hours for information on the Books of History, and she’d told him that Johnis knew it all. She’d done it for his sake. As long as the Dark Priest thought Johnis held valuable information, he wouldn’t be killed.
Even so, the Dark One was playing them, she now saw. He’d told her that Johnis would return, though he clearly hadn’t expected him so soon. Still, he had what he wanted.
He had the Chosen One.
“They have him,” Rosa said. “We have to go back in after him.”
“Do you know why the Horde aren’t scouring these hills looking for us, Rosa?”
Rosa looked around as if wondering the same for the first time.