Novel & Cerita In Another Lifetime Book

She says and guides me towards the white light. I turn to her before we enter the blinding light." Forever." I whispered, squeezing her hand. She turns to me and smiles."Forever." " Always." We both whispered simultaneously as we walked into the light. Our story may have ended here but what awaits us in the other life will never end, for we will always be together, forever. *Author's Note: New book 'Touch Me While I Taste You' is now available to read (daily updates)

“Grandpa, is our ancestor that awesome? Besides, judging from what you just said, he should be still alive, shouldn’t he?” “When someone reaches that old man’s cultivation level, his lifespan can be compared with the world. It’s a trivial matter living ten millennia. Wouldn’t it be normal that he’s alive now?” Nolan said. “Hear me out. The ancestor had painstakingly obtained the Holy Book from another universe by chance. What’s recorded on it is the supreme cultivation technique with infinite power from that universe. It doesn’t belong to our universe.” Alex asked, “Have you seen that cultivation technique, Grandpa?”

“I don’t need a day or a month to think it through. I’ll answer you right now.” His eyes instantly turned red. As the umbrella slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, he reached out and pulled me into his arms. Rain soaked us both, but neither of us moved. After a long, long while, he finally spoke, his voice trembling slightly. “Erin, this time, it’s not an act.” I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. “I know.” In the distance, the funeral home’s lights were still on. The person in that memorial photo would forever remain twenty-two, and I had to keep moving forward.

She appears to be going through the worst time in her life. The sight of her brought tears to my eyes, but I fought them back. I never expected her to be the new hire, nor did I expect to see her in Bali. When I broke up with her in our university days, I became devastated and lived in misery. No woman could ever know me, understand me, and love me like she did. Her touch, smile, words, scent, laughter, and memories were all I carried with me, unable to love anyone else. But now, here she was, standing in front of me. It seemed like God was giving me a second chance with her, and this time, I will never let her go. Never again.

An unscrupulous company discharges toxic wastewater into the river, causing my whole family to be poisoned because we rely on that river for survival. Everyone in my family, including my aunts and uncles, lives in the same village. We're all waiting for an urgent antidote delivery to save our lives. My boyfriend is Harrison Somers, and his company is the only one with the antidote. So, I ask him for it. He agrees to come but doesn't show up after a long time. Ultimately, my family members die after being tormented by the toxic wastewater because they don't have the antidote. Meanwhile, Harrison shows up at the hospital with his childhood sweetheart because she accidentally sliced her fin

"When?" She frowned that familiar frustration crossing her features when she reached for memories that weren't there. "I don't... it's just fragments. But I know I've seen it. In another life, maybe." Another life. The concept should have been ridiculous, but I'd seen enough to know better. Ember's phoenix-like cycle of death and rebirth was as real as the curse burning through my veins. Both impossible, both undeniable. "Let's just get somewhere secure first," I said, not making any promises.

Every day at lunchtime, I remember our moments together. Even here, a million miles away, she plagues me. Gianna! Maybe this is part of my penance; this suffering is worse than any death. It's like dying slowly, bit by bit every day—sort of like what I'd done to Felice and what I plan to do to the others. So maybe I was paying for my sins while here, so I won't have to pay for them in my next life. Please find me in your next life, Gianna! I'll wait for you there. ***

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.

“I used to believe fate was mercy dressed as chaos. Now I think it’s punishment disguised as purpose.” Leo’s throat tightened. “Don’t say that.” “How else do I explain it?” Cris shot back, though his voice trembled. “We find each other again, across lifetimes, just to be torn apart by the same crown, the same lies. Tell me what that means, Leo.” Leo hesitated, his heart straining against the cage of duty. He wanted to touch him to remind him that even curses could hold warmth, but he couldn’t. Not here. Not with half the court pretending not to watch.

Her expression darkened. The Book of Life was not just any artifact. It recorded every soul born into existence, every fate written into the fabric of the universe. It was the only way for her to obtain the book of death and the Archai weapon to open the gates of the Levite Garden and to obtain the Book of Rebirth and awaken herself as Na’ara forcefully. SInce Lilith won’t merge with her and she can’t subdue her.