It’s finally here!!! The Chosen is out today.

Y’all, it’s finally release day! I feel like we’ve all been waiting way too long for this book to come out, but the wait is over!!

Want a sneak peek? Here’s Chapter Two of The Chosen! Don’t read on if you haven’t read book two yet or else…


“Calm down, Liv.”

Myka tried hard not to get frustrated. Her best friend was terrified—and rightly so. She was pregnant with a hybrid, what the monsters wanted.

Silent tears strolled down her cheeks, and Myka swallowed down her guilt. She’d apologize later. Right now, she had to save them.

What didn’t make sense was why she wasn’t drugged. She could change and get out of there—but not without Liv. That was what Preston wanted. He wanted her to know he could control her.

“They can’t have my baby,” Olivia cried.

“They won’t get it,” Myka answered, resolute.

“So how are we gonna get out of here?”

Liv sat up the best she could given her restraints.

“I don’t know yet.”

“Can’t you just transform?”

“And what will you do? I don’t know if I’m strong enough to carry you on my back.”

“I didn’t think of that.”

It’s all I can think about, Myka thought, but she didn’t voice her concerns. She would be strong for Liv. She had to be.

“There’s a way out,” Myka said. “We just have to take a deep breath and think.”

She heard Olivia suck in a deep breath. Maybe it would keep her busy thinking of ideas instead of worrying about her unborn child. Her unborn child. There was no way Preston or Marcus Knight would get their hands on Liv’s baby.

“Just go,” Olivia said.

“No. I’m not leaving you.”

“It’s the only way out, and you know that.”

“Liv, I’m not leaving you. End of story. Now keep thinking.”

Myka pulled at her arms, trying to break free of the tape holding them together. She could change and break them, but that would alert the vampires that something was up.

Myka thought back to when Preston had first kidnapped her. She pushed the memory down. There was no reason to relive that horrible experience, since she wasn’t going to let it happen again.

Her skin ripped and burned as she tugged against her restraints, yet she didn’t stop. She wouldn’t stop.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw something in the darkness lurking behind the trees. She prayed it was the werewolves coming to save them.

“Do you see that?” she whispered.

“See what?” Olivia matched her tone.

“Over there.” Myka nodded her head to the left of them. “I thought I saw something.”

“Do you think it’s Luka, Milo, and Brent?” Her voice was optimistic, and Myka hated to shatter her optimism. How were they going to stop a moving truck if it was?

“I hope so.”

Myka kept her eyes on the trees, hoping to see a sign of life, but she didn’t see anything else. Maybe she was just going crazy?

“I don’t see anything,” Liv said, losing her faith.

Myka nodded in the darkness, aware that she should speak so Liv could hear her, but there was nothing to say. What if that flash of black was nothing? Was Brent even out searching for her?

Myka had to push those thoughts out of her mind. It didn’t matter if someone was coming to her rescue or not. She would get out of this. Myka was the Shewolf now, the alpha. She wasn’t dependent on any man; she could save herself.

“Whether they’re here or not, you and I are smart enough to get out of this alive. Come on, Liv. What can we do to get out of this?”

Myka continued to pull at her restraints, and they were loosening some. Not enough, but it was progress.

“You have to change.”

“And then what? Run away and leave you to these monsters?”

“No. You fight them.”

“There are too many. I’m smart, remember?”

Olivia laughed despite their circumstances. “You are smart, and that’s why you have to take down Preston.”


“You’ve learned how to fight, right?”

“Some, but if I attack Preston, the rest are going to attack me. I can’t withstand this many vampires on my own. Look what happened back home.”

“But there are only two in the truck.”

“But we’re in a caravan of other vampires.”

Olivia sighed. She must’ve forgotten about the others. They would stop if they sensed any trouble, and she would die. She didn’t want to die, but if it meant saving Olivia, she would.

“Okay. I’ll do what I can, and as soon as this truck stops, you run. I mean, you run fast and hard. Don’t stop, no matter what you hear. We’re going to save you and that baby.”


“Don’t, Liv. I’ve worked up the courage, and I want to keep it.”

Olivia nodded, and Myka changed, breaking out of her restraints and clothing. She bit at Olivia’s restraints until they came off.

Myka nodded to Liv and then threw herself against the back glass of the truck, shattering it and falling into the cab of the truck. The vampire driving swerved, throwing Myka onto Preston’s lap. Preston reached out and grabbed her neck, squeezing.

“I knew you’d try this, dog. It wasn’t the smartest idea.”

Myka growled and bit at him, trying to keep his focus on her instead of Olivia. The vampire driving slowed down, and Myka barked again, hoping that Olivia knew that meant it was time for her to run.

“Shut up,” Preston said, grabbing Myka’s muzzle and squeezing hard.

She yelped in pain and clawed at him, trying to work her way out of his grasp. She kicked out at the vampire driving the truck, honking the horn in the process. He cursed at her and slapped at her legs. But she kept kicking at him and wiggling away from Preston. She broke free of his grasp enough to bite down on his hand.

“You stupid dog. I will kill you!” Preston yelled.

Myka kept biting him, not letting go. She wasn’t sure what to do next. There was nowhere to run. So, she twisted her mouth, digging her teeth further into his hand. He pushed at her with his other, cursing her, demanding she let go, but Myka was diligent. She had to buy her friend some time to get out.

“I knew you would try something so idiotic,” he said, taking his other hand and squeezing right under her neck. She had a hard time getting a deep breath, and she felt her grip loosening no matter how much she didn’t want it to. A low growl emanated from within, but it turned into a quiet whimper. She released Preston’s hand, but he didn’t release her neck.

“I should kill you for that, but I won’t. Not right now. I want to make you suffer first, and when you start begging me to kill you, I’ll torture you even more, making sure that you don’t ever get a break from me.”

Myka shook, but she refused to give up, even though her strength was waning.

Suddenly, the truck lurched to a stop, and Preston let go of her to catch himself from going through the window. Myka jumped through the shattered glass behind Preston and ran.

She didn’t see Olivia anywhere, but she hoped that she could catch her scent and find her soon. She had to be somewhere near. Maybe she wasn’t. Maybe she was out of harm’s way.

Myka ran into the woods and stopped, taking a second to regain her breath. She couldn’t run if she was panting as hard as she was.

“That was quite a display,” a voice said, startling her.

She growled and turned around to see who was speaking to her. It was Dragon. He was smiling.

She stopped growling and changed back into her human self.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

“Saving you and your little friend. The wolves were taking too long.”

Myka scanned around her and saw a few of the vampires who had fought alongside them earlier surrounding her. And then Olivia flew at her, hugging her.

“Thank you, Myks.”

She nodded, unable to speak.

“We have to go, Princess. They’re searching the woods right now.”


Myka let go of Liv and changed back into her wolf. She passed Luka, and he reached down and patted her head. “I’m glad you’re okay, Myka.”

She nodded.

 They trotted through the woods until they came upon some vehicles. Olivia opened the door for her, and she jumped into the backseat. Olivia slid in beside her; Luka came next.

Dragon got into the driver’s seat, and one of the other vampires got into the passenger’s seat.

Dragon said, “There’s a jacket back there, Princess. No need to stay as a wolf.”

She changed again, and Olivia handed her the jacket. She slipped it on and said, “Thanks, Dragon.”

“Anytime. Can’t let the sucker have what he wants.”

Olivia leaned over on Myka’s shoulder, and they held each other close.

Myka was furious. Why hadn’t the wolves come after her? Instead, the vampires came to her rescue. She didn’t expect that at all.

“Where’s Milo and Brent?” Myka asked Luka.

“They were in a heated debate with Colin when I left.”

“About what?”

She faced Luka. His face was stoic, but she knew. They had to bargain with Colin about saving her.

“My own fiancé wasn’t going to save me, was he?” she asked.

“He was weighing his options.”

Myka bit back tears. If her own betrothed wouldn’t save her, what would their life together be like?

Olivia reached over and took ahold of her hand, squeezing it, but there was no comforting her now.

 “Sorry, Princess,” Dragon said. “You deserve better than that little punk.”


And, end scene! What happens next? Find out in The Chosen! Purchase your copy on Amazon today! It’s also available on Kindle Unlimited!

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The Chosen: New Cover, New Edition!

The Chosen

New Edition!

the chosen new cover

Expanded to include even more action, romance, and adventure!

The Chosen has been revised and expanded to give it a more polished look. You’ll love all of the new additions, including:

  • Two new characters essential to The Chosen
  • A light romance story
  • More action scenes

All of this topped off with a beautiful brand new cover.


Halli is a shy, young dwarf who has no idea of her true calling. When the evil Prince Gastle sets out to detroy the world of Phantasma, Queen Laurali of the Elves comes to tell Halli she’s a Holy Paladin with the power to heal, and will join The Chosen, a group of brave warriors being sent to defeat the evil beast and save Phantasma. Will Halli be accepted by her group, and be able to keep them alive through their adventures? Will the evil Prince Gastle be defeated, freeing Phantasma from his destruction? Only time will tell.


“Halli, you have a wonderful calling.  You are a Holy Paladin, with powers that can heal the sick, and even raise the dead in certain cases.  Holy Paladins are very rare, and very coveted.  To protect you, we agreed to come to Drumple to live with the other dwarves, so we could blend in, and appear to be no different than them.  We all planned on telling you of your calling when you were done with school, but as Queen Laurali has said, Prince Gastle’s attacks have made the day we tell you come sooner than we anticipated.”

Halli sat staring at her mother as she heard the tale.  She knew all about The Castle of the Elves, it’s subjects, Priestesses and Holy Paladins from her studies and readings.  She grew up hearing stories about them all.  She absorbed everything she could find and read about them.  It was as though somewhere inside her, she knew she was a part of it all.  But hearing what her mother was telling her was surreal.  She started to shake her head.

“This can’t be,” she whispered.  “You can’t be serious.  How can I possibly be what you say I am?  You know me, Mom.  I’m not strong and powerful.  I’m shy, I’m quiet, I like to be alone and not surrounded by a lot of people.  I have problems facing confrontations, and do everything I can to avoid them.”

Queen Laurali smiled at Halli’s description of herself.

“Halli, everything you just said are the classic traits of Holy Paladins, from a certain point of view.  They don’t get involved in conflicts themselves, but rather keep those that are involved alive from a distance.  They don’t get directly involved in confrontations and arguments.  They think things through and come up with solutions that will work for everyone.  In essence, they keep the peace within the groups with which they’re involved.  From a distance, this can make them seem quiet and shy, but anyone who knows them knows it is their quiet ways that keep this peace.”

Halli stared at Queen Laurali as she listened to her, and again began to shake her head.

“I don’t think that’s how I am.  I am shy, I do avoid confrontation.  And even if what you’re saying is true, how can I possibly do anything to help the fight against Prince Gastle?  I’m just a student!”

“Halli, this is your destiny,” Queen Laurali assured her.  “This is what you’re meant to do.  I know it’s a shock to hear all of this, but it’s your birthright.”

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Andrea Buginsky is a freelance writer and author. “The Chosen” was her first book, and was followed by “My Open Heart,” an autobiography about growing up with heart disease. “Nature’s Unbalance” is the second story in THE CHOSEN series. Andrea plans to write more in the series. She’s already done with the first draft of book 3 and has a concept for book 4. You can find Andrea on her website, Andi’s Realm. Her books are available at Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Remember to sign up for Andrea’s newsletter to stay up-to-date on all of her exciting events.