Another Life Kristin Hannah Novels & Stories

she yelled, and then Lucas held her. “Please hear me out Arianna, the child isn’t dead, she never died,” he said and Arianna turned to him with a look of surprise on her face but then laughed. “What the hell are you saying? She was confirmed dead!!..” “She didn’t. She survived, she’s alive….” Daniel said as he turned to Hannah who was standing beside Arianna with no expression on her face. Arianna stared at Daniel who was staring at Hannah. She turned to Hannah who had no expression on her face. “Hannah is your daughter…our daughter..” TBC

Krista POV Patricia Owens' living room was the room of someone who had been waiting a long time and had made peace with the waiting without letting it consume the rest of her life. Books on every surface. A small television. A kitchen visible through a doorway that smelled like coffee and something baked earlier in the morning. Family photographs on the mantelpiece, children and grandchildren in the ordinary accumulation of a life lived alongside the specific secret she had been carrying since the night she worked a NICU shift seven years ago and saw something she could not unsee.

“Oh my God. Are you okay?” “Obviously, I survived,” Hannah said dryly, then took another sip. “But for a second, I saw my entire life flash before my eyes. And you know what? It was boring as hell. Like, no dramatic moments. Just me sitting at my desk. That’s what I saw before death.” Jordan burst out laughing. “Damn. That’s rough.” Clara shook her head. “Honestly? If that happened to me, I’d demand a redo on my entire existence.”

My life was reduced to a complication. Kirk did not move forward. He didn’t marry Violet afterward. Not because he loved me or honored my memory, but because guilt hollowed him out and kept him from making decisions. He lost direction, and instead of correcting himself, he let the pack unravel. My newborn seemed confused and alternating between crying a lot and moments of unnerving silence. Watching it broke something in me that death hadn’t. When my time in that in-between state finally thinned out, I called out to the Goddess. I begged—not for vengeance, but for clarity. I wanted another life so I could understand everything that shaped my death. I wanted truth, not comfort.

The kind of look one would give a stranger on the street—no love, no hate, nothing at all. At last, he understood. He had lost me forever. Months later, I read in the news that Joe's university was embroiled in an academic scandal. Ivy's family was implicated too, and their empire crumbled into bankruptcy. Sasha called, gossiping that Joe could not withstand the blow and had gone mad. Meanwhile, my Rebirth series won the International Art Gold Award of the year. When I heard the news, Nathan came out of the studio, wrapped his arms around me from behind, and rested his chin lightly on my shoulder.

But Avery would never have sold her own blood to save up money for the drug, even if I'd revealed the truth to Timothy. I found the way I'd given so much of myself in my previous life to be hilarious. Fortunately, the heavens had given me another chance to start over. As for that stranger who had helped Timothy, it was me that the stranger had helped, not Timothy. I happened to meet Dante Hughes while walking out on the streets that day. Dante was the "stranger" who had helped me in my previous life. Timothy wouldn't have become the wealthiest man in Greenwood Vale if not for him.

That was the moment Hannah's life began to shift direction. After surviving such a life-altering crisis and nearly losing her life, she'd met a man named Dominic Lancaster. After her narrow escape, she learned who he really was. She clung to his coat as if it were her last lifeline and said, "I don't want any compensation. Just please, help me with one thing…" She'd expected rejection, but Dominic bent down to meet her eyes. His thin lips parted, uttering words that changed the course of her life forever.

I am Ayla Navarez, originally. But after an accident, my life completely changed. From opening my eyes in an unfamiliar place and meeting unfamiliar faces I never knew and seen before, everything started there. That time, I realized I am no longer Ayla Navarez, but it took me three days straight to accept it. It seems that, me in my previous life, Ayla Navarez, was already dead and now I am living my second life as Rumi Penelope Lee, the life of a total opposite to my previous life.

I said, and we started eating the pizza we ordered. I have already died. Yup, and... 'That man' we are talking about is the one who killed me. And for some reason that I don't know, I was alive again. As if the afterlife is the second chance of your life. I bitterly smiled while sipping my milk tea. I am Kianna Amanda, and I won't tell you my last name. If so, you know, a mere human doesn't have the qualification to know my—pfft, just kidding.

SHAWNA'S POV: Life has always been cruel to me, I have lost all those who were once close to my heart. Standing here all alone. Well, they say, nobody's life is perfect and neither is that they are perfect... But guess that is how life is, like me. I am not perfect or either my life is, for me, life is now a mystery. It is always in suspense what the next morning bring for me?... LIFE... the four-letter word... it's amusing how tiny and simple it looks, but when we see it closely, it is a big wide world. It would take another novel to write it all about.