In Another Life Novels & Stories

ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ ɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴠᴏᴜʀ” “ɪ’ʟʟ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʟɪғᴇᴛɪᴍᴇ”

Jesus Christ! And as if on cue, the prayer I’d muttered while I lay dying in a pool of my own blood replays itself loudly in my head. “Dear universe… let me come back again. Let me have another life. Let me take revenge for my family. Take whatever you want from me in return.” Tears blur my vision. It really wasn’t a dream. None of it was. I’ve been given another chance. A second life. However twisted the universe is, it listened to my prayer.

I despise myself too, for turning my back on the gateway to heaven. However, you, you're the one I hate most. You showed me just how pathetic I am and turned my every struggle into a cruel joke. Why can't you just let me be? Why do you have to keep living so well? If I were gone, would you feel even a twinge of sadness? Would you, in the still of the night, remember any of my good? In another life, could it be my turn to love you?] The letter ended with a trace of a tear long since dried.

She just blinked at me like I was a circus act she didn’t sign up to watch. Nothing made sense. Nothing. My brain tried to piece things together. And then it hit me. Something is wrong. Seriously wrong. This body isn’t mine. My mind is still me. I remember everything. My real life. My horrible family. Their betrayal. My fall. My death. So how the hell am I alive in another body? Unless… Unless this is another timeline. Or an alternate universe. Or some creepy rebirth ritual by a bored cosmic god who decided to play with my life when I made that prayer while falling.

“You always say that.” Sophia frowned. “What does that mean?” The double tilted her head. “It means I’ve watched you say it thousands of times.” Lucien stepped forward. “Who are you?” The other Sophia looked at him. “I’m the Sophia who never got him.” Lucien froze. The Life That Never Happened The other Sophia raised her hand. Reality changed. Everyone suddenly saw another world. In that world, Sophia stood alone. No Lucien. No Seraphina. No family. No Devil King.

Bethany lowered her head and cried for a long time. I sent her the studio's address and contact information, then stood. "Work hard. Stop thinking about things you shouldn't. Life is long. Don't waste your time on someone else's man." I turned and left. Outside the cafe, the sunlight was bright. The comments exploded. [The villainess repaid resentment with kindness???] [I'm crying. She helped Bethany.] ["You don't even count as a supporting character in my life" is so fierce.]

I stood next to James and shook my head, but he couldn’t see it. The wind in the leaves was the only answer I could give him. “Let it go, James.” “If there’s a next life, it’d be better if we didn’t meet again.” “This one was too hard, too bitter.” I was talking to myself. If there really is another life, I’d rather be the wind around you, or a cloud, just there quietly. That would be enough.

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.'

Three years after remarrying her childhood sweetheart, Greg Gilliam, Kathleen Whelan attends a casual alumni get-together. There, she overhears a secret about her husband. Rita Elway, once the prettiest woman on campus, has clearly had too much to drink. When someone asks about the wildest thing she's ever done, she swirls her glass. Her eyes are glassy, and there's a taunting edge to her voice. "Being Greg's other woman, obviously! And his wife is so stupid, she actually thinks we broke things off. I had his baby, I live in his mansion, drive one of his prized supercars, spend his money, and even have his family's staff waiting on me!" The room goes dead silent. Every eye turns to Kath

"Cant wait to spend my life with you in this world." "I cant wait for that too..." Eliot whispered. . Misadventures is always been a part of our daily lives. But Anastasia's misadventures was different. She thought she was transmigrated, then found out she was breathing as Doreen Garcia, a possible murderer. Then she witnessed many peoples death and that was traumatizing. But after all those challenges, she can tell that she was stronger now. And together with the people she loves and a second life the god has granted to her, she will continue fighting.