Best Comebacks Ever Novels & Stories

REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.

She didn't fully get it, but my smile made hers explode. She nodded like it was law, showing off those baby fangs. "Mm! Good days forever!" Leon pulled us both into his arms, warm and solid. The shadows, the rage, the scars— All gone with James. What's left? Just open skies and the road ahead.

But since she couldn't find Rachel and me, she turned her madness on them. Robbie lost his right hand. He could never again hold a pen. Ned had his Achilles tendon severed. He could never again serve in the military. A pitiful end, truly. But no, Rachel and I did laugh. Robbie and Ned had long since rotted in our yesterday. Now, I stood as a scholar presenting at international conferences, while Rachel became a businesswoman admired by all. Even our parents—the ones who once oppressed us and looked down on us—now come crawling, begging for our help.

He mumbled. “You never got married?” I asked. “Yes, I hoped that moon goddess would someday bring you both back to me,” He answered. “I wish she was alive,” I mumbled, admiring the beautiful painting of her. “Aria was the most beautiful and strongest woman I knew, she would be so proud of the woman you have become,” He said. I wanted to believe that, but I just found it hard to. I was a bitter person who wanted revenge at all costs, and I doubted if my mom would really be proud of this.

The fact that he had even seen Eva surpass normal Drogar in a few ways had nagged at him. Perhaps he just didn’t want to believe something like that was possible. In the end, he had to relent. Szereth slumped into his seat as realization fully dawned on him. “Well, that just makes gods-damned sense, doesn’t it?” he said. “Ancestors from every species coming back from time to haunt the living.” “There goes captain grumpy again,” said Alevos. “Don’t you realize that you’re currently the only sponsor who has a Reborn human in their roster? And that the odds are greatly in our favor instead of against?”

The irony was almost unbearable. I thought she was gone for good. When she walked out of my life, there was no looking back. I was sure of it. Yet, here she is. In my city. After all these years, she's back, and somehow, she managed to slip into my world again without even trying.

I thought I was ready to face death until I remembered that I was yet to make them suffer for playing with my feelings especially, my mate, Alessia. "Please grant me one chance for a comeback, Moon goddess," I prayed silently. That was the last thing I remembered before going unconscious. The pain and heartbreak went as well.

I stared at him in shock as tears instantly blurred my vision; I had been reborn, and I had gone back to the year when fate had taken a turn. In my past life, I had passed up on the acceptance letter to study abroad for Ethan. I gave up on my dreams, my medical career, and my entire life. I once thought staying by his side was happiness. But that happiness was nothing more than a cage disguised as tenderness. Choking back sobs, I said in a trembling voice, "I'm not giving up on it, Mr. Moore… I want to go to Verenza." George was stunned, then broke into a relieved smile. "Really? That's wonderful news! Now this is the Elara I know!"

She opened her mouth to speak again. Then the screen went black. A single gunshot echoed through the audio before the stream cut out completely. The video stayed up for seven minutes before it was deleted. But seven minutes was all it took. Thousands of people had seen it. Thousands had screen recorded it. The backlash was immediate. The influencers who had roasted me either deleted their videos or posted new ones apologizing. The comment sections flipped overnight. People who had called me every name in the book were now begging for my forgiveness. Some of them even sent money. Donations. Apology gifts. I didn't accept any of it.