Jon Snow Reborn Novels & Stories

"Somehow. Through whatever connects gold-line children. They can feel each other." "Or something is using Rowan to reach the twins," Lena said. "The same way it used Fenn to observe the pack. The same way it used Julian to hear everything." Her voice went tight. "He's four years old and he has been alone with Sara in a safe house for most of his life and if she has been inside him too—" "Bring him here," Claire said. Lena looked at her. "North Ridge." "Yes." "You want a four-year-old from a destroyed pack, who may or may not have been partially possessed, brought into the same house as your children."

Kimberly explained softly. Fabian proudly added, "Her grandma's a well-known psychic back home. These are the real deal." At that, another wave of admiration swept through the crowd. Out of nowhere, someone shoved me hard. I stumbled and nearly fell. When I turned, Fabian was glaring at me in disgust. "Priscilla Jensen! Stop daydreaming and get over here to tie the charms!" My fingers trembled as the truth crashed over me—I had been reborn. In my past life, it had been the same morning with sunlight glaring down on us. Kimberly had smiled sweetly as she held the delicate embroidered charms.

Logan carefully put me down, then charged at Niles and they started fighting fiercely. My back hurt so much that I gasped for air. But just then, a bold idea flashed through my mind. Looking at Sophie acting crazy, I knew we couldn't keep the rebirth secret any longer. But more than the rebirth, I needed to create a role for myself. One that could guide Logan to the path I wanted. Logan and Niles were natural enemies. They fought many times. No one had won yet. While Logan was distracted, Niles grabbed Sophie and ran.

But I had something far greater than that: a bond that conquered even death itself. I pulled myself up when dawn bled faintly through the cracks of the cave ceiling. It was a sore, pitying affair with each step; however, determination was burning more fiercely than the pain. I tore a strip of cloth from my tattered gown, tying my hair back. The old Nora-the one who obeyed, who feared, who stayed quiet-was gone. I was the rebirth of Luna. Axel's POV Days passed, or was it weeks? Time had no meaning any longer.

I can walk, and my hands and eyes are functional." As I pondered this miraculous transformation, the door to the room slowly creaked open, and in walked a man. A man I knew all too well, a man who had been my sworn enemy in my past life - River Cane, the alpha of the Red Breeder pack. My heart raced, and for a moment, I wondered if my rebirth had been some cruel trick orchestrated by my tormentors. But the look in River's eyes was different, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. He seemed to be as shocked as I was. "Annalise?" he uttered my name with a hint of disbelief. I nodded slowly, unable to find my voice. Memories of our bitter rivalry flooded back, and I couldn't forget how we had

Etienne jested and Nadine rolled her eyes. Actually, she was still stunned and her mind was spinning. She had no idea how to handle the fact that she had been reborn! She looked down at her hands—young, unscarred, unburdened by the pain she had carried in her previous life. She was seventeen again, and in just a few hours, she would turn eighteen.

Phoebe There is a white albino crow watching me from the tree outside the window. Its eyes are too intelligent to belong to a simple bird, and my heart races. Could it be Adrian? He had the power to turn into different animals and stop time. It would make sense that he is watching me - after our last meeting, I’m sure he is more than curious about me.

"Yes. Revenge on the one's who started the war. And revenge on those who killed their people. The enemies were turned completely into snow and scattered around mountain tops to always provide nourishment to future generations of the Snow People." Ren received the drink from a passing Snow Man. "We thank you." The snow man stood there and waited. Ren took the bottle and drink the entire thing in one sitting. Cutting his finger, he dripped blood back into the now empty bottle.

Jason Snow looked at the sky as his mother drove on the long and empty highway. The 16 year old boy wore a black and blue jacket with gray trousers his ash blonde hair spiky hair added a unique take to his fair skin, he also had bright Blue eyes making him look friendly. "Mom are we there yet?" The boy asked tired of staring at sky from their convertible car.

"Congrats on learning how to ditch that scumbag!" For the next couple of weeks, Joziah never showed his face before me. I wasn't too sure whether he had finally come to his senses or was just too scared of retaliation. Still, I was glad that I'd finally gotten some peace for a long, long while. Unfortunately, things weren't going smoothly when it came to reclaiming my parents' inheritance. Rebecca constantly threw tantrums and refused to comply with the court's ruling. Meanwhile, Henry claimed he couldn't do anything to stop her, as all the money and property were in her name. The truth was, he didn't want to give anything back either.