Jon Snow Reborn Novels & Stories

"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.

"I know you're just trying to make me feel better. But it's fine. I'll be okay." He forced a shaky smile, as if he didn't want me to worry. I looked at him, my gaze firm. "I'm not just saying that. You really are better than Snowviper. A thousand times better. And… I'll tell you a secret. "I've been reborn, too."

Just darkness. And then I woke up. Not to smoke or ashes, but to silk sheets and candlelight. My body was whole. My breath steady. When I raised my hands, they were smaller, unscarred, untouched by fire. A mirror stood across the room, and the face staring back at me was mine… yet younger. Softer. Alive. I looked fifteen again I had been given another chance. And this time, I would not burn alone.

"Roxy, you did great. I'll take our daughter for her checkup later." Jensen Highmore's voice rang gently beside me as he held our baby in his arms, his expression soft and tender. A sudden chill ran through me as I jolted awake to the realization—I had been reborn. There was no time to think about how or why. I quickly spoke up to stop him. "No need. I'll take her myself. Didn't you say you had to work overtime? You don't have to stay here."

The wind howled through the narrow, snow-choked streets of Snowridge, as if warning anyone who dared to venture out into the deadly storm. Asha Frostheart, her face partially hidden beneath a fur-lined cloak, moved swiftly through the thick snowfall, her white wolf companion, Ghost, at her side. The blizzard's icy bite pierced through her layers of clothing, but her focus remained unbroken.

he murmured into my ear, “but I’ve missed you so much.” My heart hiccupped. I wiggled closer, inhaling his scent of woody cologne, and something distinctly him. My hands locked behind his waist like I could anchor myself to him and never let go. “I missed you too.” I tipped my chin up. “Were you able to solve the issue at Stormborn?” He nodded, brushing a thumb along my arm. “Yes. And I rushed back to you as soon as I did.” Then he hesitated, swallowing, a shy smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “I have a surprise for you.”

My skin, a pale and almost white color, blends into the deep wine colour of my evening dress. My hair is even starker and the jewels on top of it look like drops of blood on white snow. But the thing that truly stands out is my pair of gold, piercing eyes. In my previous life, they were warm and lovable. Now, I see a very big difference. I've become cold. I had died and returned to the very timeline that caused my own despair. Well, unfortunately for my oppressors, I will not just change the fates that killed me— I will make sure they pay dearly.

Aurelio said nothing. He knew it wasn't going to be easy, and Ronan was only doing this to get his revenge. Maybe he deserved it for all the things he had done. Snow was in that condition because of him once again. She wasn't even in a stable condition, and if doing it would make him free Snow, then he was ready to do it. A notification popped up on the monitor. "The address," Aurelio muttered. Aurelio turned to leave. "I am coming with you," Sin said, going after him.

Since you don't want to accept her, I will take you to a place where you don't need to accept your Luna," Sebastian said and left her side. Noah called some pack guards and they took her to the dungeons. I was relieved a bit when they took her to the dungeons, but I knew she was not alone. I went to meet Sebastian in the room and lay on his chest to sleep. I was about to doze off when I heard someone call my name in my head. "Snow is that you?" I asked. "Yes, it is me. I am back," Snow replied. I was so happy to have her back. I felt incomplete without her presence.

“Is your son still inside the cryonics?” Janon laughed at the question but the laughter was hollow. Tears started flowing even though the man was laughing, the scene was horrifyingly sad. It was the laugh of a man who had lost everything. “No,” Janon croaked. “He’s woken up and grown up well. He should look like you I would imagine. He had his mother’s eyes and hair. He had my intelligence for sure and was a very bright boy at two. My only regret was not being able to tell him how much I loved him. I’m very proud of him though, he’s become such a great man…”