A Second Life, A New Power Novels & Stories

A familiar pain surged through me as I opened my eyes, and a blinding white light hung overhead. “Look at our son, Tanya—look how adorable he is,” my husband, Damien Slater, said as he cradled a baby at the edge of the hospital bed, his smile warm and bright. I glanced around the room, then at Damien’s youthful face, and the realization hit me: I had been reborn. This was the very day I had given birth in my previous life—the same day my own child had been killed by this monster!

The first option shone as bright as ever. "Second Consciousness? What's that supposed to be?" Wilbur took a closer look and reacted in shock not long after. This power would give the cultivator a second consciousness, giving them ten times the ability to think and analyze. This second consciousness would quite literally have a mind of its own and grow in its skills and power along with the host as well as sharing whatever information it had gained. Wilbur gasped after reading the description. This power would pretty much give him an extra brain, one that could be improved endlessly… the possibilities were endless.

"What comes after is love. It's a new kind of war, Liv. A war for a different kind of peace." His words settled deep within me. He was right. The battle had ended, but the war for our future, for our children, had just truly begun. My elemental powers were no longer just a weapon. They were a tool for creation. I could feel the life growing within me, a small, vibrant pulse that was connected to everything.

When I eat it, I feel in heaven, it revitalizes me, just like the flow of energy runs through my veins. So I decided to have some more since we ordered extra desserts. I felt the same sensation, my spirit, my desire, and my power; all seems to come back to me. Is this what were my parents talking about? Is this Noah’s special power? I want him even more! I want him back! ‘Now, You realize, fool?’ Duncan barks inside my head, he seems still sulking but I relief his back. ‘That is our Luna’s power! With it, we’ll become invincible!’

“And they all lived happily ever after!” Those seven little words have never ceased to haunt Cathedra for as long as she could remember. That one short phrase was the magic word to summon a terrible curse that would rob her of a chance at a normal life. It all started back in kindergarten.

Grace says as she pokes me in the side with her shoe. “What does that even mean?” I moan. “It means that you can channel new abilities into your body and make them your own,” Grace says as she kneels down beside me. You will have the power to make life out of nothing or give life back like you did with Vanessa,” Grace says as she takes a seat beside me. “I didn’t know that is what I was doing with Vanessa,” I shake my head in confusion. “How can I use a power when I didn’t even know what it does?”

She paused, and looked into my eyes. “I was a girl of sixteen when the last reborn soul walked among us. A boy who fell in battle and returned in the body of a stranger. The pack refused to believe it at first and called it a trick and a curse. They waited too long to accept him. By the time they did, darker forces had already marked him for their own. He did not survive the second death.” My breathing grew shallow. “You’re saying others will start to see it.” “I’m saying they already have.”

They even brought my driver's son, Oscar Warner, just so he could watch and laugh at my misery. "Oscar, look at Percy. He doesn't even look like a person anymore. It's disgusting!" Oscar walked up to me with a twisted smile and slapped me without hesitating. "Aren't you supposed to be super fertile? Let's see how many women you can knock up at the same time!" The second I remembered everything they had done to me in my past life, a wave of revulsion hit me, and I gagged hard. My grandmother instantly noticed and looked at me with deep worry.

"You need to be more sensible, Elvira." I spent my entire past life being sensible. I was sensible enough to marry the man the family had chosen for me. I was sensible enough to put up with his abuse. I was also sensible enough to play the part of a happy wife. However, I still died despite being sensible in my past life.

The air trembled. Chaos looked up sharply. Hunter stepped backward. Marcus froze. Even Elias sensed it. His eyes widened. For the first time— He looked afraid. Good. I let go. Completely. My Sun Power erupted first. Ancient. Brilliant. Infinite. Then came the Monarch Power. Authority. Command. Dominion. The power of crowns. The power of kingdoms. Then my essence. The frozen flame. The power I had spent so long trying to understand.