Maybe In The Next Lifetime Novels & Stories

"But how? We are dead. So how come he can die again?" Saiva inhaled and then exhaled sharply, turning to see Kitto's face. "If you are here then it means you are not fully dead, my dear. You can still go back to the other world. But your face tells me you want to stay here forever." Kitto then avoided her gaze. "Sadly, you can't stay here forever. Either you go back to the other world and continue to grow up or you get killed here and restart. You don't want to restart just to get killed over and over and over again."

My birthday was in a few days to come. I was really looking forward to it. It has been four years since I celebrated my last birthday. I never thought too much about it since I was still rebuilding my life so I didn't see it as a big deal when I didn't celebrate it but memories of how I always did it kept ringing in my mind. I promised to start celebrating again since I was stable enough for now. I also knew I had Ken who supported me fully, my son and few friends I have made.

Quickly, she scrambled up the pile of rubble blocking her path. Just as she reached the top, her human nose picked up the scent of her Alpha and mate, Jason. Even though he had rejected her as soon as the mate bond surfaced on her 18th birthday, his unique smell of peppermint tea and cedarwood still made her blood sing and pulse race.

If ever a next life truly exists, I'll make sure to pay back the grace you've bestowed upon me in greater folds, Brandon. To Moon College and my family, I hope you'll be relieved that I'm finally out of your life. Father, I would forever be sorry for being a useless bastard daughter. Slowly, I waited for the next life that awaited me. Probably, in the grave or before the Goddess, after saying my farewell to each person, I deeply wanted to remember even if my flesh was rotting away in the grave. However, nothing sizzled or pierced through my body as I expected. Am I dead already?

Birth, sickness, aging, death—every cycle played out in those corridors. "NODE, when is the next exit node?" I asked quietly. "I do not know," NODE replied with a sigh. "We have to wait for notification. If it is fast, ten days or half a month. If it is slow, we wait until you die of old age." Then her tone hardened. "Host, we do not have room for another mistake. I hope you understand this time. The affection of a male supporting character is unstable. Withdrawing in time and leaving cleanly is best for both of us."

Garrett handed me a glass of warm water, his fingers brushing mine briefly. I looked out at the prominent "Kieran & Phoebe Tower" and smiled coldly. Soon, that name would mean nothing. "Let's call it 'Rebirth.'" "Reborn from the ashes." Garrett repeated softly, appreciation flickering in his eyes. He moved to stand beside me at the window. "Perfect name." "What's our first target?" He asked me, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. I turned around, looking at him with burning intensity. The city lights reflected in my eyes like flames.

In my last life, it was exactly Courtney's manipulations that turned everyone against me. But now, I had seen through it all. I no longer cared what they said. The Moon Goddess had given me a second chance. In this life, I would live for myself. Right then, the statue on the altar stopped crying, as if it were telling me that I would never shed tears for anyone again.

"So, you don't need us to watch anymore?" "I never did. I only wanted to thank you," she said. She looked between them. "The system is stable. If you ever get tired of the farm... if the silence gets too heavy... I can initiate a reincarnation cycle. New lives. New names. You could see the galaxy you built." Kaelor didn't hesitate. He reached out and grabbed Aradaa’s hand, his fingers interlocking with the scholar’s thin, pale ones. The grip was solid, warm, and final.

Ding! {Extended Lifespan unlocked.} "Huh?" Ivy blinked, clearly caught off guard this time. Her brows furrowed slightly as curiosity flickered in her eyes. "Does that mean… I can't die in this world?" she asked, her tone laced with both excitement and disbelief. Ding! {It means you will not die easily, host.} {In the first apocalypse, you survived for ten years before dying.} Ivy's expression stiffened slightly at the reminder.

Are you okay with that? He tightened his hug. "It's more than okay, Athijha. Make me your home as long as you want, even if it's forever." I smiled. "Forever doesn't exist, Quel," His eyebrows furrowed. "There's only a lifetime, Quel." He rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say, love. You're only mine until this life ends and in our next, next, next, next lifetime. That's the forever I am talking about."