In Another Life Book Novels & Stories

A overly stupid, spoiled brat, who knows nothing but to create trouble. And after a lot of problems, about Penelope's life before waking up inside her body, that I must solve using my knowledge from my previous life, arise a new one. Isn't it a problem that the second life I have, that was Penelope's before , was a short live extra inside a novel I read back when I was Ayla? It's a hu~ge problem, of course. I became the "cannon fodder", who will die for the heroine's sake.

“Cheers to us in another life.” Micah stared at me with squinted eyes, unable to decipher my note, but he picked up his glass grudgingly, and he clinked it with mine. “In another life.” We continued eating, the silence almost soothing. Then he set his fork down and met my eyes. “I want to take you out.”

Why wasn’t my childhood as easy as others’? I feel like my life is a book or movie that people are watching or reading. It is full of drama and complications more than the telenovelas I used to watch. Sometimes I wish I was a character in a movie or book, at least that way I would get a happy ending like the books I read. I remember reading a book series called Chasing Red and Always Red by Isabelle Ronin. That book was addictive that I had lost count of how many times I read it, I got lost in it, I even wished I was living the character’s life instead of my own.

I find it satisfying. As I opened my eyes my soul almost left my body. I stared at the other table in front of me. Earlier it was vacant but now Auden is there, writing something in his book. My blood ran out of me, I could feel the coldness of my whole body. I don't know how and what should I react, or do I have to react at all?

At least there, I can have peace. When I arrived at the garden, I felt the peace hugging me. 'Finally.' Away from those stabbing gazes, away from that annoying expression of Rosine, away from that indifferent male lead. Amongst the books I brought with me, there's one with an inconspicuous book with a simple red cover. "From One Space to Another" is the title of the book. It is a romance story about a girl who can teleport from one place to another and a boy who was from another parallel universe.

Which what purpose? Lara discovered the book when she was in her second life. The name of the author was blurry and she couldn’t find who was the one that published that book. No one knew about it, no one had heard about it. However, just as she finished the book for the tenth time, something happened, she died. The plane she was inside exploded, and just like that, she returned to her first life. ‘Those bastards… this time I will make them pay.’ **** “Did you hear?”

What if there was another being besides humans and vampires? These questions did not help me decide any better what to do next. I sat there on the carpet, knees to my chest. It was scary having no memories of the world I lived in. “Stupid Anthony!” I yelled aloud in frustration. Why did he have to take everything away from me? I started to wonder if I really asked for this life, or if he was just an ass hole. I looked down at my shirt, shredded with my bra showing. I guess the first thing to do was to get a new shirt. I got off the floor, going to the closet. I looked at every shirt in the closet. I laughed. They all had anime characters on them. Different shows it seemed. Of course I did no

APRIL In my next life, I’d either come as a monarch’s favorite tea cup, or not come at all. All because this life was started to feel far too gloomy and devastating to live through. If my first life was this tedious, why would I consent to another one? No bloody way. Aren’t you being a little too dramatic? came my subconscious’s snarky interruption.

He grinned at her and said, “Great minds think alike.” She smiled at him, then glanced away, feeling off-balance. Looking back at him, she said, “Now that I’ve told you why I was there, it’s your turn. What were you doing at the library on a Friday afternoon?” He looked uncomfortable and rubbed the back of his neck. “I was there to look up the latest book by Jerome Patterson,” he said. Her eyes grew wide, and she asked, “You like Jerome Patterson?” He nodded and said, “I’ve read almost all of his books but haven’t gotten hold of his latest one. When I looked it up on the library website, it showed it was on the shelves, so I came down to check it out.”

His breathing hitched. “Maybe… in another life…” he said softly, his gaze drifting slightly but still trying to hold onto me. “I won’t be a Don… no enemies… no blood…” My heart shattered all over again. “We’ll be normal people,” he continued faintly. “I’ll meet you… in a quiet place… not like this…” “Stop it!” I sobbed, clutching him tighter. “I don’t want another life! I want this one! I want you in this life!”