A Hero Reborn Novels & Stories

"I've said it before—our family has nothing to do with you. That was true then, and it's even more true now. Oh, and the moving service cost a hundred bucks. Make sure you pay me back." Her glare could've melted steel. I could feel the pure hatred radiating off her. This was the moment in my past life when everything spiraled. When I refused to let Drick move in, he'd snapped, stabbing me repeatedly with a knife. I didn't survive long enough for the ambulance to arrive. But this time, the script was mine. When Drick grabbed the knife on the table and lunged at me, I sidestepped. The blade sliced into Wanda's arm instead.

It was the one she had stolen from Alan's computer last night while he was in the shower. In her previous life, all her misfortunes and hells started from this night ten years ago. Fate, indeed, was like a reincarnation. She was reborn. Back ten years ago. Heaven had actually given her a second chance to choose a chance. "Alan..." Diana stumbled up and chased him out. He had just left, it was still not too late. Never let Alan give up the project in the eastern suburbs, never! Underground parking lot.

Life wasn’t perfect, but it was ours, and I was grateful for every twist and turn that had led us here. I didn’t tell anyone about my death and rebirth, I guess that is my own little secret I’d definitely be taking to my grave. I asked my Mom about my birth dad and when she showed me a picture of him, he was the driver that carried me home on that night I died. It warmed my heart that I still got to encounter him Atleast once. It goes a long way to show that I was very loved by my father, he’s definitely a huge driving force in my second chance at life.

Chase scoffed, not even bothering to look at Hero directly. "It's good that you know!" Hero's eyes narrowed, his face twisting with a sinister grin. "I, Hero Weber, am the future heir of the Webers. And you, a mere nobody, dare to offend me? If you don't explain yourself today, don't blame me for being ruthless!" As he spoke, he pulled out a dagger from his pocket. With a swift motion, the blade gleamed under the light, its edge cold and sharp. "Don't try to scare me," Chase said, shaking his head. He had already sensed Hero's weak martial aura. In Chase's eyes, such an opponent was not even worth the effort.

Oliver was slightly startled, "Oh, if didn't say it earlier if you said it earlier, I would have hired him, so I won't use it this time. I guess he missed the privileged." Arielle touched her chin, "I didn't even think that he was the same Dream Eater back then, and his name has changed by one word, and she didn't know what it meant." Back then, when she was the highest, there was a little fan named Lover who would say hello to her every day when she went online and greeted her when she went offline. Even if she didn't reply to the greetings. At her current age, when she was the highest it was only more than two years in the past, but she was reborn five years ago. In fact, seven years have

It would be impossible for them to beat her at all! But today was different from the past. The Sienna today was no longer the Goddess of War from the capital city. She had been resurrected from the dead. Could she still possess the skills that she used to have with her current small body frame? “Boss, we really can’t bear to see you cry.” “…” Sienna laughed half-heartedly. She had not taught them a lesson for a while now, so their self-confidence has increased greatly, huh? “In that case, all of you will come at me at the same time. Those who get hit seven times by me will be eliminated.”

The berserker decided to break it by turning to the hero. “So, what about you, hero?” he asked, “What are your plans?” “I am not sure yet.” The hero looked perplexed and they all know what the reason was, “I was given another shot at life after I thought that it was all over. I need to get to the capital first, and maybe talk to the people who gave me this second life.”

Fewa was lying helpless and slowly getting a rise, transforming into human form. Some snakes were trapped in the rockfall, still writhing. They moved and tried to escape. But it was useless because the rocks were enormous. Argo spouted fire from his mouth. Directed at the snakes. So furious fire, even from where Queenie, Deril, and Fergodo were. After making sure all the snakes were dead, Argo changed his form into a human. He knelt in front of Queenie and saluted. “Take my best regards, Princess. I’m sorry I came too late to help you.”

I had documented everything, from the text messages Mom and Dad had sent to the details of their arrangement with the Hesters, on my phone. From the very moment I was reborn, I had been playing a high-stakes game to reclaim my life.

Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?