Born Again Novels & Stories

The room stayed quiet after that confession and then he exhaled slowly. “That is unfortunate.” “Unfortunate?” He nodded once. “To return through murder is always harder.” “What does that mean?” I asked in confusion. “It means your second life was never going to be simple.” “Okay??" I asked as my curiosity heightened. “You returned because something was wrong.” “Yes.” “But returning does not automatically save you.” “I don’t understand.” “The reason for rebirth is correction.” He said as his eyes stayed fixed on mine. “You are given another chance to right what destroyed you.”

She had been reborn once in silence. This time, she would be reborn in vengeance

she asked. “I do not know. I do not know how I ended up here,” he replied. He was young. A newly born rogue, if you will. Anyone who becomes a rogue is considered to be reborn. A rogue can go back to not being a rogue, but the process is painful and almost impossible. Many do not survive.

Please, give me a second chance. -- My eyes fluttered open as my consciousness was back. I found it bright, which made them back close. But I tried again as I felt warmth over my body. Was this heaven? 'Wake up, silly girl.' I frowned at the strange voice in my head. Whose voice was that? I had never heard of it before. 'I'm Fiona, your wolf. I'm awakened as you were to be reborn.' Me? Reborn? What did that mean? 'We're literally reborn, Hannah. Goddess gave us a second chance.'

Lucy shot her a sharp look, clearly annoyed. Kenneth jumped in with a grin. "Aunt Charlotte, the remedies my mom finds always work. Remember how Susan couldn't have a son before? Mom found her a remedy which she drank for two years, and then she had a baby boy. "And back in February, when my brother got sick, it was Mom's remedy again. He used it for less than half a month and got better. No more spasms. It worked great, and it didn't cost much either." The more Kenneth talked, the prouder Lucy looked, her chin lifting higher and higher.

he said. She closed her eyes. She felt the twins move — both of them, one and then the other in the familiar sequence she had learned to recognize, her body's small conversation with itself. She put her hand on her stomach and felt Julian's hand come over hers a moment later. "We were given a second chance," he had said. She held it. She let herself believe it fully, the way she had been afraid to believe things since the cell — without reservation, without the braced-for-loss quality she had carried so long she had stopped noticing the weight of it.

The alert tones and Sadie's shouting blurred together, filling the car. Then the brakes hit. "Get out." Sadie threw the door open, came around to my side, and yanked me out by the arm. "Acting like you're better than us. Who do you think you are?" I didn't fight her. I stumbled, my knee slamming into the rough ground. Pain shot up my leg, and tears stung my eyes. But I was alive. This time, I was alive. Lillian got out right after and took my phone. She tapped through a few screens, changed the destination, and marked the trip complete. Then she held the phone up, smiling sweetly.

Maybe this was my second chance, some divine gift that allowed me to see my parents again, to speak with them one last time before moving on. But then, ehy is Sabrina here? She wasn’t supposed to be in the afterlife, was she? Sabrina was alive—she was there the whole time, wasn't she? This doesn't seem like the afterlife. And if all that just happened wasn’t a dream, then there could only be one explanation. I was reborn. I was back, four years ago, on the day of my 18th birthday. The day I first shifted. Three days before my parents’ death.

Looking at his current state made me feel aggrieved. I forced myself to calm down and said, "Tell me, why did you say I jumped off a building?" "Because... I had mistaken Jennifer to be you. After she died, I took out all my anger on you..." As he told me about what happened in my previous life, I actually calmed down. "Does Jennifer know that you're reborn?" He shook his head. "She doesn't. I didn't tell her." With that said, his phone rang. Jennifer's voice sounded in the quiet room. "Rick, where are you? I didn't find you in your office."