Gojo Back Alive Novels & Stories

I promise. “ One, two, three. Shock.” “Clear, one. Two. Three. Shock” The lines on the heart monitor went flat no matter how hard the doctors desperately tried to bring me back, I was gone but with my last breathe I prayed to any God or diety that was up there. One last question I asked myself as I thought I'd never have the chance to find out. Why did my grandfather who's hated me since I joined the family and refused to see me ever since, suddenly begged me desperately to forgive him?

"Go get your man!" "Jojo!?"

James locked eyes on the fake bundle, then snapped his gaze to my stomach. His pupils blew wide. Lip twitching. "Where's our pup? What did you do? Did you... Did you get rid of her? No. No, no, no—where is she?!" He clawed at the scraps of our mind link, desperate. Too bad it was basically dust—couldn't feel a damn thing. "My pup?" I brushed my belly, calm. "She's right here. Still kicking."

I think you should be focusing on your studies instead of pulling stunts like this. After regaining consciousness, I was met with a barrage of accusatory glances. If it had been before, I would have been too embarrassed to say anything, and my face would turn red with shame. Yet, at this very moment, I was seething with fury and resentment; I was no longer that timid version of myself. I had been reborn. I snatched the pink letter from his grasp and unfolded it while saying, "You went to that backwater high school, and you call that studying abroad? You're truly delusional.

We both had to move on, because I already did. Then months later, I got the shocking news of my life. Justin had died in a plane crash. I stared at him, my eyes welled up with tears, my lips trembling. He is alive! He is alive in this life. "Eloise... Are you okay?" His gentle voice slammed me back into reality. "Are you ok? Why are you crying?" "Justin?" My hand trembled as I reached for his face. "This is really you?" I cupped his cheek in my palm. It was really him... He wasn't a ghost. He is really alive!

Logan carefully put me down, then charged at Niles and they started fighting fiercely. My back hurt so much that I gasped for air. But just then, a bold idea flashed through my mind. Looking at Sophie acting crazy, I knew we couldn't keep the rebirth secret any longer. But more than the rebirth, I needed to create a role for myself. One that could guide Logan to the path I wanted. Logan and Niles were natural enemies. They fought many times. No one had won yet. While Logan was distracted, Niles grabbed Sophie and ran.

"After a year... we finally tracked them down." "I have found xxx's location." "Hmm, but the question is, is she coming back?" Leo muttered while looking at his weapons that are used for torture purposes. "Okay, I'm done doing my job," Jiro sighed as he stood up from his seat, "So, where's my ten million?" "Another Regio's wicked games HAHAHAHA!" Jiro mockingly laughed as he clapped, excited for his money, "Hey, Toshiro, just drop it in my account, 'kay?"

"I'm just an observer of your second life, not a judge. I can't interfere with mortals past this." "Then kill me!" I begged. "It's the only thing I can do to make it up to him! Take my life instead!" The system's voice was sharp. "Again, foolish. I can't revive someone who is already going to fully recover."

“You scared me.” Elion blinked, caught off guard, but his lips curved into a faint smirk. “Good. Keeps you human.” Seo-jun sat with his back against a boulder, his weapon still clutched in one hand. His sharp eyes scanned the ruins, unwilling to believe it was truly over. “He’s not dead,” he muttered finally. “No one like Lazarus dies that easily.” Yoon-min, leaning heavily against him, let out a bitter laugh. “Yeah. Bastards like him always find a way back.” His hand trembled around the dagger he hadn’t sheathed yet. “But at least… at least he’s gone for now.”

I opened my eyes to find a shiny knife before me, sending me tumbling back onto the couch in fear. "What's wrong, Lily? Do you want an apple?" my husband, Xavier Henderson, asked. My heart raced—wasn't I dead? Because I kept quiet, Xavier moved closer, still holding the knife. He said, "There's a new coworker who lives in our neighborhood..." I slapped the knife away and frantically inspected my body. And then, realization dawned—I had been reborn!