Born To Be Different Series Novels & Stories

… "Jocelyn! Get up. Otherwise, you'll be late for your mock exam today." My mom's voice snapped me back to the living. I opened my eyes and found myself back in my room as it had been when I was 18. My desk sat by the pale blue curtains, stacked with study notes. The walls were plastered with Elmshore University admissions brochures from past years. It was April 7, 2010, two months before the college entrance exam. Then it hit me that I had been reborn. Looking in the mirror, I saw a face with no sign of age. No wrinkles from years of depression or gaunt, sickly pallor from chemotherapy. Just long glossy hair, bright eyes, and a healthy body. Tears spilled down my face before I could stop th

"Ashford University physics department. That's more like it! That's what a Clark son should look like." "Brian," Molly said, glancing at me with a sigh that sounded half disappointed and half dismissive, "we fed you and raised you for over ten years. You had the same schools, the same tutors. How did you end up with such a poor score? I'm just saying… Look at your brother, then look at you. Some people are just born different. There's no comparison." Sebastian frowned, clearly irritated. "You're not really a Clark by blood, and it shows. Your brain just doesn't work the same way. We thought that even without the bloodline, after all these years raising you, you'd at least make us proud.

Kaelen looked at my swelling cheek, his outstretched hand trembling. It seemed he realized he had gone too far. A flicker of worry crossed his eyes, and he opened his mouth as if to say something. Sensing that, Lily let out a timely sob. "Kaelen, I don't have a grand background like Kristin. I'm just an adopted daughter. If I had really fallen into that glass, I would have been disfigured and thrown out to become a Rogue." Kaelen's attention snapped right back to her. As he looked down at Lily, his expression softened instantly.

he apologized and that made me laugh. “What’s funny?” he asked me. “You’ve never apologized to me for anything, Denver,” I told him while watching him and he looked away. He didn’t say anything in response to that and it became silent again so I decided to answer the question he asked me. “I never knew my mother and father. I was born and it was discovered that I was different from them. They were just witches and warlocks but I had wings and I could even shapeshift as just a baby. So they took me to an orphanage when I was still an infant and I was left there because they didn’t want to parent a child that was way too different” I narrated and I chuckled before looking at my feet.

***Beatrice's POV*** Mother says being different is a good thing. She always quotes 'uniqueness makes you special'. But I don't want to be different. I want to lift a car with my bare hands, run a mile under a second, recognize anyone by their scent before they even come into view, and morph into a soft fur creature with upright ears, sharp teeth, pointed muzzles, and inquiring eyes. Just like everyone else in this community, but instead, on my eighteen birthday, I became a giant egg-like ice cube. As if it wasn't already embarrassing enough to freeze anything and anyone when I can't control my emotions. My Father, Matthew Stevens, was the werewolves Alpha King, and my mother, Naomi Steven's

I let him go roughly, sending him staggering a few steps back before he fell back in line. "Do you know how hard I worked for everything I have now? How crazy I had to become? How I had to slowly shed every bit of humanity that I had, just to get here?!" I raged. "But that's the biggest difference between us. He... That bastard didn't even have to become crazy, he was born crazy. He didn't have to slowly shed every bit of humanity, he was born without humanity and instead has to slowly learn humanity! He was... He was born a beast! But why should I be inferior? Ugh?!" I grabbed the potted flower sitting pretty and threw it at the wall too.

The voice was akin to the same voice that introduced her to the system and Suzanne kept her mind lulled, trying to listen with all that she had. Again, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to fully immerse in the experience. SYSTEM: Welcome to the ThreeBirth System. You are in the first tier of the three rebirth and you have been reborn as a mafia's wife. Suzanne's heart skipped a beat, a mixture of confusion and disbelief flooding her mind. She couldn't comprehend the words she was hearing. How could she be reborn as someone else entirely? What she had thought the second shot at life would be was to be back as Suzanne Bevan, with supernatural power or some might to take on her enemies, but

DANE I was five when I first noticed that I was different. My mother said that I was born perfect just like any other parent, and before, I felt like all of that bullshit was true. I was stronger than most, faster than the other wolves. Some even asked my mother if I was a hybrid, if she slept someone with other than my father. She did not. I was simply born strong. I was one of the first non-hybrid to be promoted as gamma, then from a hunter, a warrior gamma I was to be promoted as a beta.

They have their own doctor so they don’t have to go to a hospital. “I can’t believe you had to go through all that.” I hated this life. Being born into this you had no choice but to live this life. He held my hand. “So, have you decided on what to do today?” He changed the subject but I didn’t mind. I didn’t want to hear anymore of the terrible things he had to experience when he was a child. “It’ll be a surprise.” I drank my coffee and stood up. “I’ll go take a shower first.” I stood in the doorway waiting for him. He drank his coffee and we went upstairs. I showered first. I dressed in a black shirt and skinny jeans. I wore my running shoes. When Primo got out of the bathroom, he eyed my a

" Adam! Enough! Carmilla forced herself to speak. Please leave! Adam looked so sad. He turned away and left. Keisha dropped beside her mom as she Burst into tears. Adam was very furious, disappointed and embarrassed. " Really Patricia! You even got your daughter into this! Keisha is just the same age as Kathy! You know very well that I can't go out with her! Why are you pretending that you don't know Carmilla! Is it because you don't want your daughter to learn the truth! That both Keisha and Kathy were born in the same hospital almost at the same time! On that same island you hate so much! " What! Mom, I thought you said I was born in London! Don't tell me she was born there too, they look