After Rebirth,they Want Me Back Novels & Stories

That's why I'm going to have a sit-down and see whether I want to deal or not. I wondered what it would be like, to focus on something else for once. To look forward to living when I'd been so hellbent on dying. Knowing that you'd lived past the day you thought you were going to be dead is an odd feeling. It doesn't feel so much like borrowed time but a rebirth.

“Oh that, yes, I change my mind; you should definitely let your old life affect your present,” he said, making Jenna believe that the man was just as clueless as he looked and he was just messing with her, so she took a step back intending to leave.“Wait!” the old man called out, causing her to pause in her tracks.“What do you want?” she asked.“Your enemy, the one you want to run away from, is back,” the old man said, suddenly shedding his earlier playful demeanor; he now had a powerful aura.Jenna, who seemed to know what he was talking about, ran away like someone was pursuing her; she did not stop until she entered her car, and then she started hyperventilating.Did that mean Rio was alive;

“The first ones were born centuries ago, and their story is one of tragedy and sacrifice. Their mate… she was bound to them, just as Sierra is bound to you. But she wasn’t just any mate. She was the key to everything.” I felt the blood drain from my face. “Bound? What does that mean? How are we connected to them?” “You might be more connected than you realize,” he said. “It’s possible that you three… that you’re their rebirth.” The words hit like a punch to the gut. My knees buckled, and I sank into the nearest chair. “Rebirth?” My voice was barely above a whisper. “You think we’re them? That we’ve lived this before?”

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.

“I wish. It’s a kid. Probably six or seven.” I stopped dead. “Shit.” “Yeah…” she whispered. “I wonder what happened to him.” There was nothing to say. Nothing that would soften that kind of loss... The rest of the walk home was silent. Heavy. When we got inside ... I shut the door and turned to her. “I know the whole rebirth process has been long. Exhausting. All the failed attempts… it’s wearing you down.” I stepped closer. “But I don’t want you giving up. I swear to you, I am finishing what I started. I will bring you back. I will get you a new body.”

"Our country is well-developed. You guys did it." "I hope all heroic spirits can proudly return to our country." "I hope you guys can reincarnate. Come to me. I'm pregnant." "If God really exists, could he let them come back?"

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!”

Must I be watched suffering. Was loving a sin to be tortured for? “I'm here, Hazel. I'll always be.” I heard her majestic voice. "You may speak now. Make a wish,”. "You already know what my wish is.” I responded immediately, barely letting her finish, my eyes still closed. “I wish to be reborn.” I added. "Reborn or reincarnated?” She asked. "Reincarnated. Also, reincarnate her too," I said, knowing she will understand what I was talking about.

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.

“Of course I remembered how I fucking killed you but here you are making me do the same thing again. But this time I promise to do a clean Job and kill you for real. Don't worry, you won’t come back. You won’t have a chance to undo this.” I felt my knees wobble, my body threatening to collapse, how the fuck did she know about my rebirth? I thought it was impossible for anyone else to figure that out. “I… I am not… reborn,” I stammered, my voice weak, cracking. “I… I’m not…”