Jon Snow Reborn Novels & Stories

Fondling the paper, I unfolded the paper and read: Dearest Snow, You have been bitten by your hunter and are now a revenant. Congratulations! The strong survive, and only one will have the pleasure of becoming my new host. Now is the time to play. Build up your strength. Enjoy all your new body has to offer. Find your true love. Get your fill of him physically, emotionally, spiritually, and then kill him. You must do so by your eighteenth birthday.

I told my mom, and it was a mistake. "Aren't you related to Mrs. Norris?" my mother asked curiously. "Well, looking at your features, you don't resemble her family." Mom laughed, and Snow nodded somewhat amusedly. "No, I really look like my father," Snow said. "Who is he? Is he a guardian? Because I swear, I know them all, and your features don't look familiar at all," Mom said calmly. "He was from outside the herd," Snow said. "My name is Snow Blake."

She had promised the previous occupant to avenge her death and also settle the loopholes in her life, and she didn't want to go back on her words. Finding the previous occupant mother would be a win for both of them, as she herself was still on the outlook for her parents. Her memories of her parents disappeared from her memory immediately when she arrived at the cult and was left with flashes which she occasionally had before her rebirth. “Should I be sincere with you?” Vincent asked instead and Sonia nodded. Why would she bother asking if she wasn't expecting his honest opinion?

“I live here now. I left my pack—they didn’t like that an Omega could be a skilled doctor. I got tired of proving my worth.” She smiled faintly, though her eyes betrayed her pain. “Humans may not understand us, but at least they’re grateful when you help them. My pack only gave me insults.” Logan opened his mouth to respond but froze when Snow’s eyelashes fluttered. “Snow?” he whispered, stepping closer. Her eyes opened slowly, their glow soft but alive. He watched as she sat up. The wound was gone—completely healed. Then again, she was the reborn Moon Goddess. Nothing about her should surprise him anymore.

“ Snow, I have some news to tell you,” “ I'm listening?.” “ Rebecca and I are having a baby!!! And it's a BOY!!!” I damn near dropped my whiskey. “ I'm sorry, what now?” I've only seen this man light up one time before now, and it was when he first met Rebbecca. Rebbecca was in a rush to an interview fresh off of a flight from L.A., and he'd been sitting in the carpool lane to pick me up.

The questions swirled in my mind, a cascade of uncertainty. Vance, still holding me, observed the internal struggle etched across my face. "It's okay," he reassured, sensing the turmoil within. "We'll figure this out together, no matter who you are." As I gazed at the mirror, the truth echoed within me—I was Nadia, reborn with memories that transcended a single lifetime. "No we would not," I stayed as I looked at him. "We would not because I am not Iris. I am not your mate"

I touched my face, and my eyes landed on the calendar. 2016? “Mum... are we not in 2026?” “2026? Are you crazy?” “You have an interview this morning, remember? I've made breakfast. Get dressed and come downstairs quickly, okay?” “Hmmm.” I flashed her a smile as I slumped onto the bed. I thought I died... What happened? My mind flashed back to that moon. Could it be the light? I remembered making a wish. Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?

Snow said gleefully while accepting the bouquet. “It’s the least I can do. You’re going to be busy from here on out.” Kaze was relieved to see Snow in one piece. It looked like things were going well for her. However, her little break was over. “Thank you, Chairman Lee. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have the chance to come back.” Snow dreamed about returning to the Frost family, but due to her limited capability, she could not pull it off. Now, Kaze recovered everything without a hitch for her.

In my past life, I would have accepted her pleas without hesitation. Yet, going to the store meant meeting Adrian Hawthorne. And meeting Adrian meant stepping back into the nightmare I fought so hard to escape. Even reborn, fate was trying to drag me down the same path. I bit my lower lips anxiously. I couldn’t let it be. I stood and trudged towards the window, leaning my forehead against the cold glass albeit the heat from the sun. The street below was quiet. Just a few early morning joggers, a woman walking her dog, and a bakery delivery van rolling by.

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"