Romans & histoires After Rebirth

“It is for the future of our race.” Nicolaus smiled proudly at him. “Very good.” All too soon, it was over. The pain had subsided. “Does...” I gasped out, trying to regain my strength from the mind shattering episode. “...this...happen...every time?”I tried standing up, but I fell flat on my butt. My legs seemed to be like jello right now. He nodded, and sat beside me. Oh how considerate my spiritual self was right now.“Yeah, anytime when you turn eighteen. You will still be able to remember you current memories even through rebirth.”

She put the name at the darkest corner of her mind and hoped to never remember it again. One can only become a Reborn when one is dying. The brains of humans is said to be alive some minutes before it dies with the body. The brain is, therefore, transferred into an artificial body. The memories, thoughts and freewill remain with the Reborn when they are woken.

And somewhere deep in the night, beneath the breath of the new pack I’d built, I felt it—the echo of destiny shifting again. Something was coming. And this time, it wouldn’t be Kaelus. It would be something older. Something that had been waiting since the gods fell. And as the mist swallowed the clearing, I whispered to the dark—not in prayer, but in promise. "We will not be hunted again." The forest seemed to answer, a low pulse beneath the soil, as if the earth itself agreed. Maybe this was what rebirth truly meant—not rising unbroken, but learning to live beautifully with the cracks.

Sharon couldn't breathe. Before her eyes were the words still hovering. YOU WERE NEVER BROUGHT BACK TO SURVIVE THE APOCALYPSE. YOU HAVE BEEN RETURNED TO FILL IN. She had believed that her rebirth was a gift, a second chance given to her so she could escape from the betrayal that had slain her and so survive the apocalypse that had destroyed the world, for 30 days. Now the system informed her that all she had been doing could have been a part of someone else's plan.

she smiled coldly. “I just went out to get some air.” I said looking her dead in the eyes. Before my rebirth, I didn't dare look her in the eyes when she spoke. I used to think that one day… one day, she'd warm up to me if I kept being a good girl–but now? Everything's different. “Some air, huh? You're grounded!”

Donna spent years believing the man who married her had saved her and her deaf brother from poverty. She was wrong. Michael never loved her, he only wanted her knowledge and used Donna's inventions to build his failing company into a powerful empire while taking credit for everything she created. He gave her just enough money to keep her brother alive and used that weakness to control her. Then Donna discovered his greatest secret. Her husband was sleeping with his stepsister, Angela. However, she endured their betrayal because she was afraid of losing the only person who mattered to her, but she never expected the world to end. When the flood came, Michael chose Angela and threw D

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 past's over. Our new story has just begun." The betrayal, cold, and despair buried in the snowstorm all belonged to Raine of the past life. In this life, I had a man who loved me, my parents, and the simple, beautiful warmth of a real home. I was finally alive. "Let's go. Everyone's waiting for us." "Sure." I lifted the hem of my gown, took Conrad's hand, and pushed the doors open. Behind them, I was greeted with a wave of cheers and blessings. Hand in hand, we walked forward into the light.

"I don't know who yet. But I intend to find out." Ivy thought of her own rebirth, the mechanical ping in the darkness, the Space that had chosen her for reasons she still didn't fully understand. She hadn't questioned the convenience of it, not really, not past the first grateful relief of waking up with a second chance. Now, for the first time, she wondered whether the timing of her death, her rebirth, and this engineered catastrophe were threads of the same larger pattern, rather than two separate strokes of impossible luck. "We'll find out together," she said. "Whatever it turns out to be."

Let's go warn my father. As they started to make their way through the trees, images entered Sophia's mind: how she had wished things might have been different, what would have happened if he'd never met Kael, what would happen if somehow they could start all over, like it used to be. "Sophia, focus," Ash cut in. "We need to hurry. They quickened their pace after that, avoiding branches and scrub. The moonlight illuminated the path ahead yet somehow gave the shadows a deeper darkness than before. The air was thick with tension to Sophia, and she could sense the storm ready to break.