Another Life Kristin Hannah の小説・ストーリー

Even an unbeatable fighter would be killed in the explosion at the time! “Zayn Larson! You obviously died in that blast, yet how are you still alive? It doesn’t make any sense!” Micah’s face was filled with incredulity. He could not accept the truth before his eyes at all. Zayn was a huge mountain that crushed him, and he wanted Zayn to die so badly. He was delighted to see Zayn die at the time, yet the reality now showed that he was still alive. Moreover, Zayn was completely unscathed, hence he would be confronted with endless revenge next!

Pheuk& Win I know it's not real. It all feels too good to be true. I look up into his eyes and I know he can't see past the way. He has a smile on his face, so big and without a worry. How should I tell him? That this isn't real and he needs to open his eyes and remember what happened. That we were in Adom's apartment and then we just appeared here. In this perfect life were everyone is happy and the people we loved and were close to us who we lost are alive. No authority, no underworld, no Don, no Alexander, no pain and misery, just a family and a life that could never and will never be. But how do I tell him? That Mike- his best friend- is a solider and not a civilian being. That he is a s

Life couldn't be any better. THE END

"You provoked Jason on purpose! You're a murderer!" After venting her anger out, she hurried off to find Vivian and Jason barefooted. I watched them leave, then looked at my phone. The notification about the cancellation being approved and the cancellation fee being processed had just come in. My heart ached. I couldn't breathe. I felt like I was drowning. I curled up on the floor, my whole body trembling uncontrollably. In the moment before everything went dark, I couldn't help thinking that dying like this was fine too.

“Ophelia, please… stop this. You’re scaring everyone.” Ophelia’s gaze softened for only a second when she looked at her mother. “I’m not the one you should be afraid of,” she said quietly. “She is.” She pointed at Wren, whose tears glistened down her cheeks as she pressed closer to Hannah. “You’re wrong about me,” Wren sobbed. “I’d never hurt anyone, I swear.” In their last life, Hannah’s death had been twisted into a tragedy that tore their family apart. Wren had carefully orchestrated everything — whispering lies, planting evidence, and feeding poison into fragile hearts — until Hannah, devastated by the false belief that Nathan had betrayed her, took her own life.

Samantha stood in the center, the other students gathering around her. As the group approached them, Anne shifted closer to Gabriella and whispered, "News of Samantha dating multiple men at the same time spread like wildfire two days after you moved abroad, Gabriella. She even appeared on the trending topics chart for a while because many people were involved. "I heard that Owen's friends were responsible for making the news go viral. Her reputation was left in shambles after that incident. She begged Owen to take her back when she realized that things were falling apart, but he didn't spare her even a single glance.

Intense pain made my consciousness blur, and in the haze, I heard Lucaro say to me, "Wendy, in our next life, may we never meet again." … When I regained consciousness and opened my eyes, all I saw was white. Where was I? The pungent smell of disinfectant was constant. Was this a hospital? A nurse came in to change my bandages. "Fortunately, Ms. Santoro, some trees cushioned your fall when you jumped. Plus, you were brought to the hospital in time. You're lucky to be alive." Hearing this brought me no joy. I struggled to prop myself up. The next moment, Carlo pushed the door open. "Wen, you're finally awake! How are you? Does it hurt anywhere?"

This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead. Her thoughts continued to pour into my mind, sending a chill down my spine. So she had been reborn as well, and somehow, I had gained the ability to hear other people’s thoughts. In my previous life, I married Arnold and lived what everyone believed was a happy, enviable life. He was gentle, attentive, and never raised his hand against me. Wherever I went, he accompanied me, showering me with care and romance.

In my previous life, Derick had his fling with his so-called 'sister' Jasmine before he ever knew me. All the while, unaware of the truth, I was running the mafia business and raising their child myself. They were busy dreaming about their love child and blowing through the cash I made, which ended up costing my son his life. I poured my soul into making their kid my successor, and they just sat back and enjoyed the spoils. My boy and I? We were just pawns in their perfect life! Fate handed me a do-over, and this time, Derrick and Jasmine would be dealt with a well-deserved retribution!