Amore Reborn Mga Nobela at Kwento

I had been married for seven years when I invited my widowed stepsister, Mable Stark, to stay with us for a while. I never imagined I'd catch her flirting with my husband, Lester Kaine, on our balcony. Blinded by rage, I chose to end it all for the three of us. But when I open my eyes again, I'm back on Valentine's Day—the day she and I both fall into the water. This time, Lester doesn't hesitate to save Mable. Then, he hires paparazzi to take photos of me in explicit angles just to ruin my reputation. With my name dragged through the mud, my dad cuts all ties with me. Four years later, Lester returns as a world-renowned lawyer with the pregnant Mable. They cling to each other like an enviable, loving couple. When Lester spots me singing in a private lounge, he starts mocking me. "Erica, four years have gone by, and you've ended up singing in bars. "If you'd just admit you were wrong, I might consider helping you find a better job. You shouldn't have to waste away in a place like this."

Adira was once a Luna in name only. Married to a cold Alpha who never loved her, hated by his powerful family, and betrayed by the very pack she sacrificed everything for. When rogues hunt her down and set her and her daughter ablaze, she dies with her daughter in the burning fire. Adira took her last breath with a prayer: Give me another chance. And she got a second chance. Reborn two years in the past, Adira wakes up at the exact moment her fate was sealed on the very day she was asked to marry the man who let her burn. But this time, she says no. No to the loveless marriage. No to the lies and cruelty. No to dying quietly. But the past is shifting. The enemies that killed her once are moving faster. Secrets are buried deep in the shadows of the pack, and the more she uncovers, the closer death creeps in. She’ll protect her daughter. Expose the traitors. And if love comes again... it will be on her own terms. They rejected their Luna once. This time, she’ll make them kneel. ...This time, the rejected Luna won’t burn quietly…

Silverclaw and Blackstone had been bound by a sacred blood alliance for three generations. I was the rightful heir to the Silverclaw pack, and Elara was my cousin, of lesser blood and no rank. On my bonding ceremony, Elara spiked my wine. While I was unconscious, she donned a counterfeit of my Moon-Blessed Robes and slept with Elias that night. I found them together at dawn. Though he offered me anything to appease my fury, I forced a sterility potion down Elara’s throat, paid her off with a hundred thousand dollars, and banished her from Silverclaw territory. For ten years, I waded through blood to secure Elias’s rise to the Alpha throne. Yet at his coronation, he claimed the Luna’s Crown and Sacred Robes meant for me. He led pack warriors to a southern cabin where, upon confirming Elara’s death, he seized my throat. His claws tore into my flesh as he raged over her corpse. He threw me and my unborn child off the cliff. He held the marker stone at her cairn and whispered of revenge for his true love. I woke up on my bonding ceremony. Elias had been reborn too, expecting me to grovel at his paws. He was wrong. This time, I would never be his Luna. The throne, the pack, and the bond. Every last scrap of it would return to its rightful owner.

At my 20th birthday banquet, I am to sign and receive the ten-billion-dollar inheritance left to me by my mother. My half-sister, Samantha Hatfield, and Howard Daley, her husband, who is also a secretary, eagerly urge me to sign the document. In my previous life, they trick me into signing the very same agreement, and the inheritance somehow becomes theirs. When I try to fight back, no one listens to me. Together, they have me confined to a sanatorium, where I spend the rest of my life drugged, imprisoned, and forgotten. But this time, their scheme is going to fail—I have returned with memories of what happens from the past life. Under their confident, expectant gazes, I pick up the pen. However, I do not pick it up to sign. I raise my hand and slash the pen's tip across Howard's face. As he lets out a terrified scream, I tear the agreement into pieces in front of all the guests and hurl the paper scraps at them. I say coldly, "My mother left all this to me. What makes you two heartless parasites think you're worthy of laying even one finger on it?"

To restore my crush's right to inherit his mafia family, I gave him one of my corneas. But when he regained his sight, my family chose to have my older sister marry him instead of me. In my past life, I tried to find him and explain everything, but he rejected me. My own family exiled me, and I died on the night of wedding between him and my sister. Then I'm reborn—back before I was exiled . This time, I choose to leave my Mafia pack and my crush willingly.. But that cold, heartless Mafia Boss? He completely fell apart.

Revenge is a dish best served cold, and for Orla, it's a dish that has been brewing for years. Her once-happy life was shattered when her mate, Ryker and adopted sister, Ophelia, betrayed her in the worst way imaginable. Alone, Orla’s dying wish was for a second chance, a chance to right the wrongs that had been done to her. And the moon goddess has granted her that wish. Reborn into the past, Orla now has the opportunity to rewrite her own history. But will she be able to resist the temptation of revenge? The Alpha position of her pack may have been Ryker’s ultimate goal, but it's Orla who holds all the cards now. Will she choose to forgive and forget, or will she use her newfound power to exact the ultimate revenge? Would she also find her real mate and fall for him? Only time will tell.

My deskmate, Miranda Krause, has made a pact with the grade-swapping system. Because of that, she's able to swap her empty exam papers with my stellar ones. That's how Miranda ends up becoming the top scorer on the SATs. I, on the other hand, have flunked the exam, making me the laughingstock of the city. Unable to endure the suffering any longer, I choose to take my life by jumping off the school building. Little do I know that I'll return to the timeframe before the SATs take place. This time, I secretly slip an envelope between the folds of Miranda's backpack. It contains 700 dollars in cash as well as a talisman. The scribbles on the talisman may seem like chicken scratch, but one can vaguely make out the words "score-swapping" there.

On the day of my coming-of-age ceremony, I must choose a fiancé from among the heirs of three great families. Everyone believes I will choose Dario Morandi—the man I have pursued for years. Instead, I pick up the photograph of his older brother, Cassiano Morandi. Cassiano is known as the lunatic who was kidnapped by enemies at the age of five and thrown into an underground fighting pit. He survived on his own for ten years before the Morandis brought him back. No one thinks he is worthy of me, the Vito family's Principessa. In my previous life, I choose Dario. On our wedding day, Lina Greco—the daughter of Papa's chauffeur—shows up in a white wedding dress with her pregnant belly on display, crying as she claims the child is Dario's. Enraged, I have her thrown out. But amid the chaos, she suffers a miscarriage. Dario smiles and goes through with the wedding. But in the third year of our marriage, he steals classified intelligence and hands it over to my famiglia's enemies. I die that very night. Now that I have a second chance at life, I decide to fulfill his wish and let him be with Lina. What I never expect is that he has been reborn as well.

As the top student in the state mock exams, I am accused of cheating. Witnesses, evidence, and chat logs are perfectly lined up against me. In the end, my exam scores are voided, and my dreams of enrolling in an elite university shatter. Dad suffers a stroke from rage, and Mom begs the school on her knees, but nothing changes. In despair, I swallow an entire bottle of sleeping pills, then open my eyes to find myself back seven days before the . In the class group chat, my so-called best friend, Sabrina Collins, is working the room. I stare at her messages for three seconds, turn off my phone, and pull up a new line. Then, I make a call to the academic affairs office. "I'll sign the guaranteed admission letter right now, Ms. Hudson." On the day of the college entrance exam, every student races to finish their papers in the examination hall, while I'm in a university laboratory over 125 miles away, watched over by a professor, three graduate students, and four security cameras. Sure enough, the whistleblower letter arrives right on schedule. But when the investigation team storms into the building, the head of academic affairs, Edith Hudson, slams my attendance sheet onto the desk. "She didn't set foot in the examination hall. How was she supposed to cheat?"

As I fought a stray dog for a loaf of moldy bread, distinguished guests arrived at the orphanage. They'd come to find the long-lost heir of a wealthy family. After confirming their choice, they donated $100 million to the orphanage and handed out chocolates to every child. My mouth watered as I reached for a box, but glowing messages flashed before my eyes. [Lawrence, show your locket! They're here to bring you home!] [Don't let that impostor steal your birthright. It's yours!] They revealed the truth: the elegant couple were my biological parents, and the poised girl beside them was my fiancée. Yet I clutched my chocolate and ran, aware of their true purpose: they'd come here just for the fake heir. Even if I revealed my locket, they'd not pay me any attention.