Happy Reborn Novels & Stories

My heart leaped for joy at the realization, and I couldn't help but scream excitedly. There was a reason she brought me back, and that reason is nothing but REVENGE. In my past life, I have made countless mistakes. I was too naive and oblivious about what life truly was. Now that I know everything, I won't make those mistakes twice. I will make sure Alexis and Damon paid for the pain they caused me. They caused my death and now that I have been reborn, I'll make them pay ten folds. This is no longer the shy and naive Crimson, this is the new one, and I'm coming with full force. I got dressed and packed my hair into a ponytail before picking up my purse and phone. The door flung open and Alex

My face was younger, unlined, my body whole and strong. I pinched my leg, the sharp sting grounding me. It hurt. It was real. I was reborn, tears of disbelief and gratitude pooling in my eyes. Damn, I'm back.

Maybe this was my second chance, some divine gift that allowed me to see my parents again, to speak with them one last time before moving on. But then, ehy is Sabrina here? She wasn’t supposed to be in the afterlife, was she? Sabrina was alive—she was there the whole time, wasn't she? This doesn't seem like the afterlife. And if all that just happened wasn’t a dream, then there could only be one explanation. I was reborn. I was back, four years ago, on the day of my 18th birthday. The day I first shifted. Three days before my parents’ death.

She put the name at the darkest corner of her mind and hoped to never remember it again. One can only become a Reborn when one is dying. The brains of humans is said to be alive some minutes before it dies with the body. The brain is, therefore, transferred into an artificial body. The memories, thoughts and freewill remain with the Reborn when they are woken.

Just the fact of it, said plainly between them. "Yes." His jaw was tight. "By minutes, I think. The warmth was still—" He stopped. "I'm sorry." "Don't," she said. "Don't apologize. You didn't know. You couldn't have known." She squeezed his hand. "And I'm here. I came back. Whatever happened after — it produced this." He looked at her. "You're extraordinarily calm about this." "I woke up in a wedding dress in a life I had already died in," she said. "My baseline for extraordinary has shifted significantly."

Jane repeated herself, though she sounded far less confident this time. “…Baby Victor.” Jayden looked from her to me. Then back to her again. “…What exactly is a Baby Victor?” I rubbed a hand over my face. “This is going to sound absolutely ridiculous.” “It already does.” Jane took a careful step forward. “The old records mention rebirth.” Jayden didn’t interrupt. “They suggest that when certain ancient creatures die, their souls don’t disappear forever.” He still said nothing. “They’re… reborn.” Jayden slowly nodded.

Looking at his current state made me feel aggrieved. I forced myself to calm down and said, "Tell me, why did you say I jumped off a building?" "Because... I had mistaken Jennifer to be you. After she died, I took out all my anger on you..." As he told me about what happened in my previous life, I actually calmed down. "Does Jennifer know that you're reborn?" He shook his head. "She doesn't. I didn't tell her." With that said, his phone rang. Jennifer's voice sounded in the quiet room. "Rick, where are you? I didn't find you in your office."

He kept his head lowered, continuing to block me without saying a single word. I clutched my pocket knife as I warily asked him, "What the hell do you want?" He raised his head to look at me. He had a complicated emotion swirling in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse when he called out my name. I didn't say a single word in response. I wondered if he was going to beg me to empathize with Frank and Madison again. "You were reborn, weren't you?" My expression morphed into one of shock upon hearing his words. I whipped around and tried to make a break for it.

Mission Reboot: Live Happily. The words hung there, suspended, pulsing faintly like a heartbeat. I looked up at him, and for the first time in a long while, I smiled, not out of relief, not out of disbelief, but something simple. Real. He smiled back, the corner of his mouth twitching upward. “Guess the system finally got something right.” The wind carried his laughter across the graveyard, soft and alive, as the system’s light washed over us one last time. And for the first time since the war, since the pain, since the chaos, everything felt like a beginning again.

Reborn to a rich family and loved dearly, or Reborn as me back into my fifteen-year-old body to rewrite my story. I gave Aragon the middle finger, telling him to fuck off my face with his lies but he misinterpreted it as the first option. I got reborn into you right now. Lacy Jules, all this while we have lived another person's life while the people who had wronged us roam freely. They need to pay for everything they did to me! Please give me the opportunity to rewrite my destiny!