In Another Life Novels & Stories

Lewis. The problem was, Mr. Lewis had already gotten into trouble. They didn't expect another one of Megatech's partners to also bite the dust… Amelia didn't remember hearing about a company collapsing in her past life. She rubbed her nose bridge. Some things went differently in her past life. Even with this second chance at life, she couldn't predict everything. For example, Nicole hadn't returned to the country until now in her past life. Yet, she was back now in this life.

My promise. “𝘐𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦…” My eyes snapped open.

] [May all your plans work out perfectly. [Live long and stay healthy!] [May everything work out perfectly for you!] … They were the notes William and I had left behind, one by one, in different corners of the city. And then, internet sleuths uncovered another account. The username was 'GimmeThatResurrectionScroll'. It contained only one post—a short video with text and audio. [You made it. If we never meet again in this life, then I hope today is kind to you. Tomorrow too. And every day after—always.]

"I'm sorry, Caitlyn. I had misunderstood you. I couldn't marry you in this life, but if there's a next life, I'll marry you as soon as I can." She rolled up her sleeve, revealing a new tattoo. It was a photo of us from when we were together. Through her tears, she said, "It's okay. I’ll never forget you. In the next life, I'll wait for you to marry me." Now free of attachments, I felt lighter. Slowly, I began to lose control over my form, and I realized my time in this world had come to an end. For the first time, I felt true peace. It was as if I was showing the living that death was not the end of life, but rather, the beginning of a new journey.

"The one where everything went wrong. Where I failed you so completely that it killed you both. That actually happened, didn't it? Not in this version of events, but in—" "Another life," I finished quietly. "Yes." The word hung between us, confirming everything. "You lived through that," Xenois said, and it wasn't a question. "You died in that timeline, and somehow—somehow you came back. You've been living this whole time knowing what could have happened. What did happen in another version of events."

This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead. Her thoughts continued to pour into my mind, sending a chill down my spine. So she had been reborn as well, and somehow, I had gained the ability to hear other people’s thoughts. In my previous life, I married Arnold and lived what everyone believed was a happy, enviable life. He was gentle, attentive, and never raised his hand against me. Wherever I went, he accompanied me, showering me with care and romance.

"I have something to deal with in another world. I'll come back the day after tomorrow to take you home." The system's familiar mechanical voice sounded again. My vision blurred, my face drained of color. I forced a faint, bitter smile and answered softly, "I'll wait for you." Ten years ago, I chose to stay. I believed I could walk hand in hand with Jonathan Elroy until old age. I believed I would never again have anything to do with the system. Who would have thought that ten years later, we would still lose to reality?

That even on the days I wanted to give up, the story—and the characters—kept pulling me back. Thank you for walking this journey with me. Thank you for laughing with them, crying with them, and believing in them even when the odds were stacked against them. There will be a sequel — The Life of Jeffrey and Annitore. If you want to see Annitore the monster who gave up her immortality for the man she loves, who later fell in love with the version of her that he created, and also how Jeffrey's powers are harnessed, please leave a comment and let me know. Your words mean everything to a first-time author like me.

Three years after faking my death, Adrian Shaw and our son found me. I fought to get away from them. I cried. I struggled. I told them I'd rather die than go back. Then my seven-year-old son put his hand on my mother's ventilator. Adrian stood beside him, and his voice shook when he said it. "Mia, you pick. "Either your mother suffocates in that bed, or you're Mrs. Shaw again." I was shaking so hard I could barely stand up. But I didn't have a choice. I signed the papers and married him a second time. When I walked back into that house, I became the perfect wife and the perfect mother. Whenever my adopted sister Nina was upset and needed Adrian with her, I never called him — not

On the day Dad made me draw lots to choose a wife, I was about to draw a number when comments started flashing past. [Don't do it! The whole thing is rigged. You’ll only end up married to a hideous woman and be stuck in a cold, heartless marriage alliance with the Wests!] [You’ll end up the target of enemies of the West family even before you marry their daughter. You’ll fall into their devious trap and get burned to ashes in a fire!] [Your childhood sweetheart Mindy Sullivan has a bark that’s worse than her bite. Her disdain and disregard is just a farce. She really loves you. Marrying her is the right move!] My hand froze in midair. I told my dad that I wanted to marry Mindy. On my