Born Again Novels & Stories

I said, “Think again. I`ve raped, killed, stole a car but never went to jail. That’s why they call me Mastermind. That’s why I was expelled from school. Now, do you still think it would be best if I don’t know?” He laughed, “So you are the famous Mastermind?” he asked, “Did you kill that girl?” I smoked on that without responding to him then said, “Tell me about yourself.” “All I can say is I`m born again now. Though I`m not a religious person.” “I understand what you mean. But can you at least tell me what made you change your lifestyle, please?”

My dad utters as he steadies me on my feet and against him. “Merry wow there.” Jenn exclaimed as she rushed to me. “My liege!” Crispin shrieked as he tried to move to me, only Sarah held him back. “Merida not so fast!” Sarah yelled as she pulled Crispin back “I called in the Gatlin’s, your guide told me you were friends through elementary school.” Ericson explained from his seat across from us. “I figured the more friends you have the more comfortable you will be as you learn everything. Plus, to answer your question, yes rebirth started with your family, but it has occurred more and more over the centuries with others. Crispin being one of those souls and Jenn Gatlin being another.”

Reborn to a rich family and loved dearly, or Reborn as me back into my fifteen-year-old body to rewrite my story. I gave Aragon the middle finger, telling him to fuck off my face with his lies but he misinterpreted it as the first option. I got reborn into you right now. Lacy Jules, all this while we have lived another person's life while the people who had wronged us roam freely. They need to pay for everything they did to me! Please give me the opportunity to rewrite my destiny!

Teaching them to be strong, to be unafraid. I lowered my head, pressing a kiss to the crown of each tiny head, breathing in the scent of new life, fresh and perfect. My chest ached with love so sharp it was blissfully painful. Ruby’s voice thrummed through me again, clear and fierce: We are reborn. You, me, and them. And no one will take this from us. I nodded faintly, clutching them closer. I believed her; I wasn’t dying anymore, wasn’t broken. I was alive and reborn along with my children.

reborn. The final memories flickered to life, a poignant conclusion to the tumultuous journey of my past. I recalled Haven's words, her voice filled with conviction and faith in me. She had believed in me, seen potential in the broken, angry young man I once was. Her words had been a balm to my soul, a reassurance that I was capable of more than I ever thought possible. And then, as we had agreed, she took all my memories, erasing the pain and the anguish, leaving me with a clean slate.

His mental levels shot upward, not in a dangerous spike, but in a clean, steady rise. The pressure behind his eyes eased. The crackling pain that had been sitting around his core for months softened. Something inside him began recovering, slowly but clearly, and for a man who had already accepted that his family was running out of time, that first bite felt like the universe had made a mistake in his favor. “How is this possible?” he finally asked, his voice rough.

I begin. Then memories flash through my mind, Olivia's face or Aaron's face., the betrayal and pain, the unfinished parts of my life and strength fills me. “I would do better if given another chance,” I say. “I would become a better person.” “Why should we return you to life simply so you can become a better person?” another judge asks. The question leaves me speechless, I open my mouth then close it again, memories continue flashing through my mind, all the hurt and mistakes, the things left unresolved so I prepare to answer but before I can speak, every judge speaks at once.

Just darkness. And then I woke up. Not to smoke or ashes, but to silk sheets and candlelight. My body was whole. My breath steady. When I raised my hands, they were smaller, unscarred, untouched by fire. A mirror stood across the room, and the face staring back at me was mine… yet younger. Softer. Alive. I looked fifteen again I had been given another chance. And this time, I would not burn alone.

She wasn't her. The thought battered him as he stared at the woman who bore such an uncanny resemblance to his late wife. And yet, in this moment, the reality seemed inescapable. Lisa, unmoved, pushed him away with no hesitation, a flicker of relief flashing through her mind. Her foresight had saved her—removing the old scars from her body when she arrived in this world. The whip marks, by contrast, were new, inflicted by family punishment just before her return to the country.

And suddenly, rebirth didn’t feel like a miracle. It felt like a promise he had already made—before the world ever gave him a second chance.