Back From The Dead: My New Life Beyond Her Novels & Stories

Her curls shielded half her face, leaving the crowd breathless with anticipation. When she reached the center of the hall, the light struck her fully. Gasps broke the silence. Luna Amelia. She's back from the dead and alive... TBC

“But I’ve been watching you carefully ever since you came… back.” Back? My jaw tightened, and I tilted my head slowly. “What do you mean back?” She flinched a little and something flickered across her face, more like fear or let's say, guilt. But then her expression steeled, like she’d made peace with whatever consequences would come. “You were dead,” she said. “You still are. That’s not your body… and I know that.” The air snapped between us and my skin prickled as the words settled in.

"Wanda, stop acting like you're above everyone else. Aren't you curious how I know about Reverie?" He locked eyes with me and enunciated every word. "Because I was reborn!" I wasn't surprised when he let that secret slip. I'd suspected as much back at the perfume sampling, when he started making those bizarre demands. Seeing how flat my reaction was, Aurelio's face twisted even more. "You heard me right. I was reborn, and I remember my past life. I know every card you're holding! "In our last life, you shot to fame with Reverie and used it to rocket me to the top of my career. That formula should've been mine. You owe me!"

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.

“Wrong?” I stepped closer, dropping my voice like I was sharing a secret “Jarek…she died. And now she’s back and stronger? That’s not natural . You’ve seen it too, haven’t you? Way she gets when she’s angry— how her eyes change? It’s like something is inside her.” He looked away. “I’ve… noticed things.” I gave a small nod and touched his arm lightly. Just …be careful. I love her, as my sister I do. But you never know what comes back from the dead. Sometimes it’s not the same person at all.”

"They left me there to die. When the cellar finally collapsed on top of me, I thought that was the end. But then... I woke up in this new world, this rebirth, where I’m stronger and more beautiful than I ever was before." The weight of my confession hung in the air as I waited for her response. "I don't understand how it's possible, Mother. It's as though I’ve been given a second chance at life, but the price I had to pay was losing everything I held dear." Maria’s face appeared again and I wanted to scream. I wanted to wake up now. I didn't want to do this. The face changed and gaped open in shock, her eyes wide as if she couldn't fathom what I was saying. "Aria, you can't be serious. Are y

Gabriel looked completely calm as he said those words. It was as though Aria's death was no different than the passing of a household pet. 'They're arranging to make her an organ donor? Ha! Who gave them the right to do that?' I scoffed internally. "Aria was just down with a bit of cold and fever this morning. There's no way she would die because of that. I want to see Aria! Give her back to me now!" Elias slapped me across my face so forcefully that it made me spit out a bloodied tooth. The taste of blood filled my mouth almost instantly.

Even the memory of having stalked her to the point of delving into her medical history made a brief spike of shame hit my gut, but I kept my tone casual. “I’m sorry,” I said quietly. “That must have been incredibly traumatic. Waking up and not knowing where you are, or who the people around you are.” “Well, yes,” she said, her voice lifting slightly as she turned back to face me. A small, genuine warmth filled her expression. “Thankfully, I have Dominic. He has been an absolute godsend in all regards. Honestly, there are days I don't even know what I did in my past life to deserve a man like him.”

I smiled and told her, "Because they always face the sun." Just like me. In my past life, I died for Mildred, and in this life, she died because of me. I paid the price of loving the wrong woman with a lifetime of agony, while she paid for it with her life. That was fair enough.

“There’s something I need to tell you about the gap, about what’s really going on here…” But we’re through, pulled back into life, gasping awake in our bodies at the same instant. I’m lying on a burial platform where they left me for dead two weeks ago. Alistair is sprawled beside me, his self-inflicted wounds freshly healed. And surrounding us are our sons and the Totality and hundreds of shocked wolves who just watched us return from death. “Mama?” Marcus breathes. “You’re alive?” Before I can answer, before I can process being back, the sky tears open.