In Another Life Novels & Stories

I stare at the signage of police station 'Police of the people, protectors of nation', they should be embarrassed of how they made my life miserable, how I wanted to end my life. But I found hope, I found Aina who's been living between two worlds. I know it sounds ridiculous, but it happened. She approached me mistaking that I am the Quianna living with her, when she knew about my situation, having no one to rely on, she offered me to spend my days living with her. In my world, Aina is dead and it's my fault of why it happened. When I saw her again, I cried all night while staring at her place, then a glitch happened. I never knew, my other self, living in this world would spend her night wi

Thus, she made a pact with the malevolent deity at the mountaintop that governed matrimony, exchanging my family's lives for my fated marriage. That was the true cause of my family's demise in my past life. It turned out that even if my parents and I hadn't taken our own lives, we would have inevitably met an unnatural end. It was just that Hannah hadn't anticipated my rebirth, though. I was given a second chance to change my tragic fate, and the first thing I did in this present life was to marry a pig. In the end, the marriage partner Hannah so desperately coveted turned into a 330-pound pig. She refused to give up, so she returned to the malevolent deity, striking another deal to bear a c

May we be family again in another life. I floated in front of the graves, reading those words. Silent tears slid down my cheeks as I thought, 'Another life? If there truly is another life, I would not want to be your brother again.'

Her voice shook as she spoke to hundreds of thousands of viewers. "My husband and I grew up together. My dad died saving his life. That woman has no shame! She tried to seduce my husband…" I lifted my gaze and looked at Miles, steady and cold. He fumbled and shut the stream off, guilt written all over his face. "She's making things up. You have to trust me." I gave a short, dismissive laugh and picked up my phone, dialing. "Hello, I'd like to file a report for defamation…"

And she had three days left as the doctor had said. And then the offer came. The billionaire Anthony Hartford. Heir to a corporate empire. Trapped in his own body, in a persistent vegetative state after a plane crash. He was only kept alive by machines and fed by tubes. His mother, Valerie Hartford, had been desperate. Desperate enough to put out an unpublicized offer quietly, through discreet legal channels to find someone who would marry her son, offer him dignity, and maybe, just maybe, give him a reason to fight for life.

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.

"Just keep on living. Don't think about anything else." I curled my lips, forcing a smile. Whenever I was left alone in the hospital room, the feeling of loneliness and emptiness would grow. It would hit me harder than the pains of my illness ever had, spreading through every inch of my body without restraint. Jordan sent me another text. "See you at the courthouse tomorrow morning." Suddenly, I was able to let go. Since I was about to die anyway, I should just fulfill his wishes. I didn't want Jordan's final memories of me to be negative, even if he wasn't going to spare me another thought in the future.

He had no right to make me feel anything. I returned home to find Mira asleep on the couch with her teddy bear. I carried her to bed gently and sat beside her, brushing her forehead. “I am staying,” I whispered. “I will not run. Not this time.” Because staying meant watching them crumble. Staying meant seeing the truth unfold. Staying meant getting justice for the girl who died and came back as someone else. The one who was living her second life. Revenge was not a quick thing. It needed patience. And having Aiden near made everything easier. He would not break me again.

my mother stated while my uncle is carrying the mortals on his opposite shoulders like a sack of rice. "Good idea mother, this human world is indeed sickening," I stated without emotions. For the many instance that I traveled back and forth to this world for a long time, I saw how people tried to kill, fool and tricked each other. How many wars, famine, cruelty and poverty had filled my eyes? This is a chaotic world if you ask me. Our world isn't perfect but we know how to obey the law that our Goddess has set upon us. Our world is far from the mortal world that seems to be lawless or doesn't care at all about the presence of it.

"You loved me so much. How could you be someone else's mate?" Then, as if struck by a sudden revelation, disgust twisted across his expression. "I see, Loria. You're angry because I made you apologize to Lyra. You did this to force me to give in, didn't you?" How laughable. How familiar. In his world, I would forever be trapped in the frame of being selfish and of being cruel to Lyra. No matter what I did, it would always be twisted into some persecution against her. It had been that way in my last life. It was still the same now.