Born Again Novels & Stories

She felt like her body was being changed completely, she felt like a new being. Though the pain was agonizing, it was also intoxicating, Lyra comprehends the fact that she had been born again, to her, she was emanating from an envelope of darkness into a world filled with light and power. The inhaled deeply, taking in the air, at the point, her senses had told her she wasn't the same again. She might have died in the storm, but in its place she rose stronger, fiercer and powerful. Lyra had been a second chance, a second chance not just to live but to make a difference, to start a new path and to forge ahead.

This was about vengeance. I set the phone down, fingers trembling, then curling into fists. Let them think I was gone. Let them believe they had buried me. Because I was back. And this time, I wasn’t their prey. I was the fire coming for them in the dark.

"Honey, if that lucky star dies, so be it. But our son… What a waste." Archie pulled her into his arms, and a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes. "She's not dead yet. Don't worry. I've got a plan. Ethan will not only wake up. He'll go viral and bring us even more traffic. As for this lucky star, let her die with purpose." After that, he submitted an application for the rebirth trial. The video ended. Watching the scenes flash by one after another, I fell into thought. After a moment, I finally let go.

"Roxy, you did great. I'll take our daughter for her checkup later." Jensen Highmore's voice rang gently beside me as he held our baby in his arms, his expression soft and tender. A sudden chill ran through me as I jolted awake to the realization—I had been reborn. There was no time to think about how or why. I quickly spoke up to stop him. "No need. I'll take her myself. Didn't you say you had to work overtime? You don't have to stay here."

We both died in the crash. I never imagined that death would bring me back. And watching her now—clutching her own child, smug and gloating—I understood instantly. She had been reborn too. Even with my husband shouting at her, she showed not a hint of fear. She had always been adored by our parents, and with her husband spoiling her too, she grew up willful and unchecked. Maybe it was the rebirth—or the presence of her child—that gave her even more confidence. She scoffed.

“I ran away from the awful sight of those bastards and I went straight to the forest to cheer myself up. “ “That was when I meant you!!!!, I pleaded with you to let me go but you seem so unbothered. “ “You ran to where I was standing and tore me into different pieces.” “It seems faith was on my side, I woke up and realised that I was in this body. “ “I was reborn, the moon goddess gave me a second chance.” “I started to pick myself up. I started to see that what they did to me was a reflection of their own character, not mine. I began to surround myself with people who loved and supported me, people who believed in me and my goodness.” “I began to surround myself with myself because the only

even when everyone around you can. And we coddle you because you can see that you are hurt and afraid, but I am taking off the gloves, right now. Sack up and tell that man he is Eve’s father. I am not sure if I have said this yet, my mind is a little foggy because of all the chemo and the cancer and the dying so forgive me if I am repeating myself, but the last few months are a little hazy to me now. I am sorry if you feel that I am being too harsh on you, but I need to say it regardless because no one else will. So what if he doesn’t want to marry you and ride off into the sunset, yes, your heart will be broken but you can rebuild what is broken. Right now, you’re trapped in a state of lim

It is certain that he received the most recent word claiming he has been deceased for approximately one or two hours, but that message has now been retracted. David Smith is still alive, and he is currently on his way to the nearby hospital. Riley made sure the communication did not contain any false information by examining it. The authorities say that despite the fact that he had stopped breathing and that rigour Mortis had already set in, he unexpectedly came back to life. "No, he was absolutely dead, but he was brought back to life." It is not like he came right away after being knocked out. He started to feel cold all over, but his heart continued to beat normally.

I heard her say as she cleaned the crocodile tears that threatened to stream down her face. Actually, I wasn't good from the scratch. I had to be good so I tried. Desperately. It was the only weapon an abandoned child like me had to survive. I was a child with a heart so desperate to be loved by family and they went ahead to stomp all over it. Why did I have to be the butt of the joke? All this time, what did I work for? Dear Lord, now that all this has happened, I regret my life with all my being. Please have mercy on this pitiful fool and if you give me one more chance, I'll give everything I have and get my revenge. I promise.

And so I stayed. Maybe it was the mate bond. Maybe guilt. But my soul refused to leave him. I thought that was it—forever stuck in limbo. Watching. Waiting. Then came the Blood Moon. Its crimson light wrapped around me like silk, igniting something ancient. Something sacred. My soul began to stitch itself back together. And then—I opened my eyes. My hands weren’t ghostly. My skin touched the sheets. I scrambled for my phone. The date. I had been reborn.