Novel & Cerita Born To Be Different Series

“Hey Jasmine,where are you? I have been trying to reach you.“ Maybe I am insane.I took the phone from my hearing and discovered I was holding an old phone I once used before Warren gifted me a new phone. This can't be true,I ended the phone call and went directly to my phone calendar to check what date it is today and my eyes widened to see I am back in time,today is the second of February 2020. What the hell is happening? Was I reborn or something? I remembered when I was pushed down the cliff,I made a wish to be given a chance to right the wrong but I never knew it would be granted. Thank you Lord for this opportunity,I promised you I will not let it go to waste,I am going to make sure I g

Drake said, his tone shifting to one of serious reflection. “Bring it on,” I shouted, my voice full of confidence and He laughed at my enthusiasm. In a sudden shift, Drake’s expression hardened, and he said seriously, “Watch out, everyone!!!” Hmmm, this story is about a certain slave werewolf named Daisy. A story that has ended, but life never truly ends until one dies. If the future chooses to reveal itself to us, we will navigate it as SLAVE FURY rather than SLAVE BY BIRTH. But if not, we will simply have to keep longing for it until we grow old and cross the bar.

Learning that a useless, money-losing child had ruined the perfect body she'd worked so hard to maintain, Lynette was filled with nothing but resentment toward Stephanie. Still, because of the difficult birth, Maxwell paid Lynette a little extra attention. That was the only reason she didn't lash out at Stephanie right away. In my previous life, I had been born too quickly, before Maxwell even arrived. Lynette had nearly strangled me, saying that a useless child who couldn't help her keep a man didn't deserve to live. If a nurse hadn't discovered it in time, I would've suffocated and been left brain-damaged. But this time, everything was different.

I thought salvation was through cutting off all the organs that weren't mine, and I apparently died in the surgery, but the fake death was key to cutting off all the patients Yvonne tied to me. The point in time was the date of my rebirth. If they had no idea about the date of my second chance in life, Yvonne would have to use my blood to connect those people to me, or else she would be the one to bear those diseases. … The next day, I went to work unfazed, but the whole hospital knew I had AIDS now. Donald was already waiting in my office for half an hour. "I can't believe you have AIDS, Cynthia! Who's the guy? You're disgusting! I'm so glad you broke up with me.

“I'm sorry, you can't go in. You need to leave. Number 11, please go in.” “What? But why, ma?” I tried stepping forward. “Stop right there. Take the door and leave.” I almost couldn't believe my ears. I didn't know whether to cry or scream. Gathering my courage, I spoke. “Ma, you are clearly letting everybody in, so why does mine have to be different? I even came early and waited here like everybody else. At least let me know what I did wrong.” “I'm sorry, but we don't hire beggars here,” she said.

There were three groups of Magicks; Borne: Those born of magic, at least a descendant of parents who had magic, a bloodline of magical beings born into the world, their magical core was recorded as they usually were brought into the world in a shower of sparks and glowing lights. Awakened: Magical creatures who had magical birthrights thrust upon them, rare but not unfounded. In rare circumstances, when someone with magic knew they were going to die, mostly in gruesome ways, they transferred their magic to the nearest person, the magic itself would find the most compatible host—the process was excruciating, or so he'd heard. Opsimaths: Borne magicks that, unfortunately, hadn't awoken to thei

Even though he was only four or five years old, he already understood that his mother, who lived in the same room with him every day, didn't love him at all, or even hated him. Olivia has seen Jasmine’s pain in giving birth to a child and said that no pain can match the pain of childbirth. It was because she has seen it, so even from the perspective of an adult,Emily was really an irresponsible mother. She wouldn't even give an opinion. She squatted down, squeezed his face, and whispered: "Maybe your mother forgot that you grew up, Jackie, even if we buy you clothes and cook noodles for you, it's not a big deal, but your Mom is different, no matter what reason she gave birth to you, no matte

John : John Ozais Screeman, the first character and main character of the Born by Power series. The character who introduced the actual feeling of power, the controller of the heavenly spark, receiver of the blessings of Metatron and the owner of the ring of power given to him by Raphael the first book. John returns again in the third book to play a role which isn't so far from the main character. John returns to play the same role as previous but things surely change, what next is left up to Time to reveal. John Ozais Screeman is the most mentioned character and the main character in the Born by Power series. John had fought countless creatures, demons, supernatural beings, untrue gods and

Questioning the past, it was not easy for Fabian to tell others. Only Jane. Because he grew up in an environment that might not be expected to give birth to someone who is a genius in fashion. Even Fabian himself could not understand why he ended up on this path. "What are all those books and colored pencils for, huh?"

“All right. That’s all of them here. Let’s go to the food garden and see what we have. I’m hungry and need to get some stew going. No meat tonight. But we will have plenty when we return in a few weeks. It’s good to flush the body. I know you don’t do these things but you could have a child. You are part me. And that part could be a father.” “Wait, what?” Bradford’s head was furiously spinning. A father?! How?! “How?!” He repeated aloud his thoughts. “I am one of the Bitten Born. I’ve aged. I’m not just the Bitten! Of course not! My mother is a caster! I am hybrid just like Raven!!” He thought. “Yes, my boy. You are,” Alexandre couldn’t help but hear his thoughts. She put that spell on him l