Afk Prince Of Rebirth Novels & Stories

After the SAT results come out, the girl everyone knows as the school's scholarship case throws a lavish graduation party. That same night, I get a text alert saying my credit card has been maxed out. I go to confront her, but she's already in my boyfriend's arms, sobbing like she's the victim. "Just because I'm on financial aid, I'm not allowed to throw a party?" My boyfriend rushes to comfort her and turns on me instead. "Your family's loaded anyway. Spending a little on Lacey isn't going to kill you." Sure, my family has money, but I'm not a saint, and I don't see why I should be footing her bills. I refuse to back down. I call the police to make her pay me back, but my boyfriend re

The princess who had been reborn, just like me, was related to me after all. I thought about what my father said about the Seeker trait, and it made me wonder if rebirth was a special ability, too. I tilted my head, looking at him again. “Is rebirth a special ability of any kind?” My father thought about that for a moment, then said, “I’m not sure. It’s only been recorded once with that princess. Why do you ask?” He smiled jokingly. “You’re not saying you’ve been reborn, are you?”

Even though my Omega was nearby, the shy Prince just sat while moving his tail. He's a strange-mannered wolf. 'I can't wait to tear apart the flesh of the enemy who seeks to destroy your power, Theo.' Prince ran around merrily and cheered enthusiastically. “I hope we can work well together, Prince.” I smiled when I could feel Prince's feelings. Teasing him will make the atmosphere even more interesting. 'There's no need to worry. I am the reincarnated wolf of the tyrant king of the past. Tearing apart an enemy's body is easy,' Prince growled loudly while patting his tail.

Prince Zaitan said sternly. He froze as he stared into the prince’s cold, terrifying eyes—eyes so similar to those of his missing friend and right hand, Rycon. He closed his eyes and prepared to strike, but he gasped when a powerful force struck him from behind, slamming him to the hard dry earth. “The one fated to kill me has not yet been born,” Prince Zumir said coldly. Prince Zaitan felt another powerful blow hit his head, and everything went black. In the Forest of Orga…

Brandon Stone slung an arm around my shoulders, putting on a mysterious air. "Who do you want to pick, Skylar? I think Laura Colson is pretty good!" I felt dazed for a moment before it hit me that I'd been reborn. I turned to focus on Brandon before me, a chill running down my spine. He was my dad's illegitimate son. After his mom died, Dad brought him home, saying it was so I'd have some company. In my previous life, he married Gwen Moore and lived in the lap of luxury.

It wasn't until her first love, Samuel, died that I finally confirmed that she actually loved another man. My ten years of love had been nothing but suffering for her. After realizing this, I did countless kind deeds in my previous life, ultimately using my life to exchange for a chance to go back in time, back to when Felicia was still alive. Before returning to this time, the witch had told me, "Within 24 hours after you go back in time, you have to fulfill her three final regrets. Once you have, you need to leave immediately. "From that point on, you two will go your separate paths, and she won't die at the young age of 30 because of you. You will each have your own place to belong.

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

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

followed by a string of numbers. Alex wasn’t sure of his brother’s exact birth details, so he leaned in close to Brandon’s ear and whispered, “Brandon, do these numbers match your birth date and time?” Since the live stream was still running, Alex spoke quietly to avoid broadcasting this private information. Brandon froze for a moment, taking a deep breath before responding, "Yes, those are my birth details." Benedict nodded. “This pendant isn’t a protective charm at all—it’s a medium for forcibly draining luck. For anyone connected to her, as long as you voluntarily wear it, she can activate a charm with a spell and start transferring your luck to herself.”

The date flashed before my eyes, and my stomach lurched from shock. October 19, 2021. Three years ago. My breath caught in my throat, my vision spinning. *This isn’t possible. I stared at the date again, disbelief washing over me. I should be three years into the future, pregnant, and dead at the bottom of our mansion. But I’ve been brought back. Back when I was still his obedient wife. My hands trembled, and I gripped the phone tighter, trying to calm my racing thoughts. The nightmare I had just woken from—it hadn’t been a dream. It was a warning. A glimpse of what was to come if I let history repeat itself.