Her Vengeful Rebirth の小説・ストーリー

Never before had she commemorated a birthday; in the Abyss, devoid of identity, documents, or known birth dates, such celebrations were non-existent. She had envisioned her resurrected existence as a path of vengeance, a journey to exact retribution upon those who had wronged her. Yet, in the midst of her quest for vengeance, she had inadvertently accumulated treasures she had never dared to hope for - friendships, moments of tenderness, and warmth. Once, she was fearless, solitary, prepared to meet her end alongside Isabella as a necessary sacrifice. Now, her aspirations had transformed. She longed to see her revenge to fruition and then to continue living, thriving, existing anew.

She thought and checked the message. "Happy married life." She read out and checked the date. "What!!!." She screams, it's the 3rd of March 2019. A day after marriage. Long Chen entered upon hearing her screams. "What happened?" Long Chen asked confusedly. She stared at Long Chen in shock. "Aren't you dead." She asked quizzically Long Chen stared at her as if she had gone nuts. "If I'm back in 2019. That means I'm reincarnated. But how come that Chen is unable to remember? Isn't he dead." She thought, still staring at him.

"You've been given another shot at life. However, for your revenge to be more purposeful, the body you are currently in, isn't yours. You've possessed the body of a very weak Luna who was killed by her enemy in the pack. While you are having your revenge, you must focus on not getting killed the second time." Then it faded... ..... "Are you awake now?" A voice tugged at my consciousness. I opened my eyes, my gaze landing on a masked figure.. Looking closely, I gasped. "Alpha Kaden?" I questioned with an iota of doubt. "Did falling from the stairs induce amnesia?" He asked with a chuckle. I shuddered. What was this? I had been reborn. However, not as Reene but Alpha's Kaden mate? The weak Lun

I wiggled my feet, gradually I reached her, She placed her hand upon my forehead, her eyes clouded over as she whispered an incantation, "Your destiny is to save the shifter race and earn your revenge. But understand this, it will come at the price of a life you may be unwilling to part with" She declared, her voice echoing with power. "I understand!" I replied, glossing over her last statement, nothing was more important than avenging my pup and myself. For that, I was willing to give up anything,

I heard her mutter in my arms, and it just occurred to me, Collin might have not particularly babied her, by her statement he seemed to have just gone straight to the point and hit the nail on the head. “I want to go back into therapy,” she added, surprised, I gently pulled her away from her to look at her face, I wanted to be sure it was coming from her. Growing up when they suggested Therapy, Daphne threw all manner of tantrum just so she doesn’t attend and when she finally attended, she gave the therapist a hell of a tough time. “I just realized that, I would remain this kind of person even after we avenge our parents death, I’ll still go around making people who come in contact with me h

To top it off, there was no sign of injury on my body or even my stomach and I was getting confused. Just then, another voice spoke from within the crowd before stepping out. “No! Let her go. She is innocent. She never stole it!” Francis, who appeared a bit younger and softer than I had last seen him said. Our eyes met and he smiled at me. At this moment, everything soon clicked in my head. How could I have forgotten that this was where it all started? This was where everything began. Exactly two years back when I met him. I had been reborn! Reborn to right my wrongs and seek revenge and this time, I was going to show no mercy!

"I want you to impale me with your cock. Right here. Let’s remind each other why this merger is going to be so... satisfying. Show me you are still the beast I fell in love with when we were kids." I looked down at her, seeing the same vile, cruel girl who used to pull the wings off butterflies just to see them crawl. She was the daughter of a corrupt Prime Minister, the pawn of a murderous High Elder, and she wanted to consume me. My body didn't react to her naked body, my soul felt like ice. I thought of Rose’s. I thought of the way she cried behind her door. "You haven't changed a bit, Vanessa," I rasped, my voice thick with a mixture of disgust and adrenaline.

Her child is dead. They had erased her name. They had buried her alive. Tears fell. Then stops. Her reflection in the dark window no longer looked fragile. It looked cold. Reborn. Her whisper was steady. “I will come back to avenge my dead child.” “ City K,wait for my return”. The aircraft pierced the clouds. And the woman they tried to erase vanished into the night — carrying a vow sharp enough to shape destiny.

Her fingers curled slowly into fists at her sides, her nails biting into her palms. This body had suffered. This soul had endured. The body had died. Pain had carved itself into her in ways that no one else could see, no matter how closely they looked. But this time... Her gaze hardened, sharpening into something dangerous and vengeful. Her first goal after rebirth had been achieved. She had successfully married Lucian Hale. The realization settled in her chest, heavy and solid and undeniable. Not as a fantasy... Not merely as a strategy. But as reality.

The process eased the tremor in her bones, restoring a flicker of color to her ashen face. She stood before the mirror, examining the reflection of her exquisitely beautiful, delicate young face. A chilling, detached smile stretched her lips. Even in her dreams, her soul refused to rest easy. Her rebirth was not a gift of peace, but a mandate for vengeance. The score was not settled; she had new enemies and old debts to collect. But first, she looked down at the atrocious, threadbare cotton coat that was her only possession. She needed to rectify her embarrassing image.