Reborn: the awakened wolf-blood

"Christa, Christa, are you there?" There is what sounds far away, like a howl of outrage from the deception. Then, as it grows, it is a voice she has heard before.Christa Taylor opens her eyes to realize that she is sitting in front of the mirror and looks magnificent in her stitched-by-hand wedding dress. Her best friend Louisa Clinton is putting make-up on her, and she opens and shuts her mouth, unspeaking. Suddenly everything freezes around her; it is as if time stood still. She tries to keep a poker face even though the situation scared her to death. An attack of paralysis seizes her; Christa can’t move her head or legs; it feels like her spirit gets stuck in her own body. She has time to cool down and realizes what has happened more objectively.What just happened? Right, she was dead.It was their first wedding anniversary; her husband Lewis Morrie was on duty till midnight; Christa was going to the hospital as a surprise to celebrate their anniversary with Lewis, a gynecolog

The next morning, waking up to someone who is touching her in a sexy way-it is a state of mind in between wakefulness and dream; she experiences a kind of falling sensation when her soul goes back to her body.Lewis is kneeling at the bedside, licking her legs to her lady parts. It feels so good that she can’t resist it. Christa used to love wake-up sex in the morning; Lewis has already finished the foreplay.Suddenly she is aching all over and the pain rings a bell in her head. Christa knows she has to stop him, but her hot skin wants more. She hesitates for the merest fraction of a second; Lewis is inside her."Fuck me, Lewis." She moans in a low whisper.Friction between moving parts in an awkward position, the pain is receding slightly. Who cared? If he would lead her to hell, why not let him take her to heaven first? She has lived a second life; she has done playing a good girl; it is late for her to obey any instructions to the letter. Lewis is working harder than usual; he roc

There is such a racket and shouting that emerged from guests outside in the hotel’s hallway that it was simply deafening; their noise modulates to a concerted menacing growl punctuated by sharp yaps, then the din gradually dies down.In the earliest version, the gods destroy the human race because its clamor had been so disturbing to them. On hearing the tremendous noise, Christa knows something terrible has happened, but it pissed her off that the noise disturbed and awakened her.Christa didn’t have an anger management issue since she grew up in a functional family. For the last two days, Christa had lost control of her temper. She thought it was because she had been dead.Death changes a girl, indeed. She feels energetic when she gets up, and Lewis is still asleep on the sofa. The smell of freshly baked goods and brewed coffee make her hungry.Christa sneaks out of the room to feed herself, she is also busily scheming to get rid of her husband. The hotel has a restaurant that is no

"Professor Sterling. It is a great honor to be appointed as a teaching assistant in your class. But I can’t take it. I am sorry." Christa turns down the offer again while standing in Professor Sterling’s office at college on Monday morning."Enlighten me, please. "Kenneth Sterling has a commanding presence and a deep, authoritative voice. They appointed Kenneth Sterling to a professorship in economics at Hissruop university. He is in his late forties, quite tall, and his face takes on an unhealthy whitish hue; finishing his words and pats his growing paunch."I got married three days ago; when you are a wife and student, there is this inescapable, self-imposed pressure to do everything right all the time. "Christa repeats the boring cliche as she starts to look around; a name on the paper catches her attention."Professor Sterling. You are a very persuasive talker. Hence I accept the job. Thank you very much for giving me this opportunity." Christa interrupts; she feels she would like

It is customary for the Morrie family to have family dinners on weekends because Alfred Morrie and Eva Morrie love to entertain and have family meals. Everyone follows the custom of family reunions religiously every week; they always dedicate the meal to discussing various social, political, and ethical issues.The weekend break is just the tonic Christa needs, but her attempts to escape from the claustrophobia of family life have failed. For the universe is playing its little tricks again, Christa doesn’t even be able to say NO. She knows instantly that something must have happened at the dinner party that could lead to her death.Lewis made no secret of his hatred for formal occasions; his mother always complains that he makes excuses to chicken out of family occasions such as weekend dinners. Since it is the first dinner together after Christa and Lewis get married, Eva orders Christa to bring Lewis.Early in the morning, Christa gets up to jog and could see her mother-in-law is bu