Born To Be Different Series Novels & Stories

He was not only the firstborn but also blessed with many gifts, while his brother was quite average. Their father never paid too much attention to Xavier; he was just a spare son to him. It was not always like that. Greg and Xavier were inseparable in their childhood, as he was the one to take care of his younger brother since their parents had a whole kingdom to look for. Everything changed when they became teenagers and their gifts appeared. It was clear who was the lucky one. Greg's gifts were unique and special, while his brother got almost none. He could shape-shift and nothing more. It was a great disappointment for their father, so he distanced himself from his younger son. Only their

Our forehead pressed together as a lone tear slipped from his eye. "Alas..... That didn't happen... But I swear I'm never letting those repeat again... I will never let you go... I wanted to tell you that I know... That you're not the only one but I couldn't... Because there were gaps between both our version... I was waiting till I know it all... That's it princess... I didn't want to break your trust... " I kept quiet for a moment... I need some time to process it all... But one thing didn't set right with me... Why was he reborn? On my birthday, just like me... I died.... Not him, right...?

She tripped and fell to the ground as she scrambled to the door and shouted, "Dr. Campbell, bad news! The patient is hemorrhaging after surgery! And it looks like she might have gotten an infection!" As soon as she finished, Jeremy panicked. He turned and ran toward me, calling my name loudly. I heard Mom try to rush in, but she was stopped. She kept asking what was happening. Amidst the chaos, the nurse from the Genetics Department arrived with the paternity test results. Her voice was full of joy as she repeatedly congratulated them, "Congratulations! These two have been confirmed as mother and daughter!"

"Mom, I want to marry the vampire! I don't care about lots!" As I opened my eyes, I could still feel the pain of being bitten and torn apart. When I heard Sophie Anderson's spoiled voice, I quickly realized I had been reborn. But why did Sophie make a different choice this time? Sophie was adopted and a fake heiress. In my last life, she had immediately picked the werewolf with six-pack abs and handsome features. She even cried and begged to marry him.

"If I hadn't come to Costa Solara, would you have ever come back to Novaterra? I wronged you in my past life, sure, but that's over. This is a new life. Why are you still keeping your distance? Why are you still trying to walk away from me?" As he went on with his complaints, I stayed calm and detached. When he finally stopped, I said, "In our past life, you chose Bella while I lay in the hospital for two months. In this life, you gave her my special tonic, risked my life, abandoned me repeatedly, and even hung up on me at the opera house. "When I was abducted, your first concern was Bella. I even let you be with her this time, and yet you're still full of resentment toward me."

And we'll give her everything. Protection. Support. Freedom. Choice. Love without conditions. She'll grow up knowing she matters. Not despite being different. Because being different makes her powerful. Just like her mother. Just like both her parents. Different. Powerful. Free. And absolutely, perfectly loved. Always.

He was lifting his fist for another blow when I grabbed his arm. "Let it go, Nate." With this second chance at life, all I wanted was to properly make up for my poor son. As for Judy, I'd deal with her eventually—but there was no rush. That night, we completed the transfer to another hospital. While packing up in the hospital room, I overheard whispers from behind the curtain next door. My sister tried to lower her voice, but her excitement was impossible to hide. "I've been reborn. My son, Phillip, will become a big boss in the future."

Life would look normal from the outside. But she knew the truth: The story had changed. The world had widened. The danger was real. This wasn’t just rebirth and revenge anymore. This was survival.

“But other than being the youngest son of the Burts, I’m also an ordinary student. The sort of isolation I experience isn’t surface-level isolation. It’s the kind where… I’m automatically categorized as other when I’m born.” “To other people, they belong to one world, and I belong to another. They think I’ve been different since birth, but… I don’t understand. How on earth am I different? “I want to make friends I can play ball and eat with. I want to have the ordinary student life they have. I don’t understand why I’m different. Is it just because I was born a Burt?”

“Him who?. I want you to talk to me Nathan ” Nathan’s voice cracked. “The one from before. The one I told you about… back in Calgary. The bully. The reason...the reason I ran with Anabelle.” Elle’s eyes widened slowly as understanding sank in. As she stepped back. “You mean...Noah Grayson? The new CEO is… that Noah?”