Next Life Novels & Stories

“We don’t know where we are going to end up soon. I will never finish my university degree in this life because I’m dead and I will be part of a new life soon. I loved it so much.” “Atlas may use your current self as inspiration for our new life,” Nocturne pointed out. “He likes you a lot so he might do that for you.” “Well he does love me a lot,” Leo acknowledged. “What do you think you will be in the next life? From what you’ve told me, you are normally in a higher position than me.” “That just meant I had a higher fall from grace,” Nocturne replied. “I fancy being a sexy CEO this time. You can be my male secretary with glasses. We can have sex on my desk.”

Blood was everywhere—thick, metallic. His dead eyes flickered. "Do you remember... in our last life..." He coughed blood, voice torn to shreds. "You bonded to me... under the Moon Goddess statue... said it'd be forever... said you'd plant Moonpetals in the yard..." His fingers clawed at the mud like he was digging up ghosts. "You had a pup... she had your eyes... chased fireflies in the yard..." I let him talk. Then I laughed—cold and sharp. "Keep repeating it. Maybe one day you'll believe it. But guess what? I came back too."

he took my head on his shoulder and I leaned closer to my twin. “There are things that take long before it goes away, you know that,” “And for each one that went away has at least something for you. those scars will forever remind you of the battles you’ve won,” he said slowly but his eyes never left the ocean. “You have the time of yours. Take it slow Asmara.” Afterlives are something that some people hold in their hearts a glimpse of hope that they keep with them. They believe that in another life their loved ones will find their way back and happily ever after will follow. I hope those were true. Perhaps it was love that made people believe in such.

“He said, ‘Then you’re finished.’” Emily didn’t just bring the York family a daughter. She brought wealth and good as well. But they threw it all away when they lost her. I blew out a ring of smoke, remembering the day I met the spiritual advisor. He had looked at me with pity. He told me I had a soulmate, someone I was destined to be with, but our connection had been broken. My destiny had been altered drastically, and he warned me to take care. Lily’s photos were plastered all over town, and she lost her mind. She jumped off a rooftop.

… Later on, my best friend told me how Clara aged at lightning speed and ultimately had to rely on expensive medical equipment to stay alive. Mirabelle, on the other hand, insisted on having Marcus' baby despite the scandal. However, because she was a woman of advanced maternal age who never went for prenatal checkups, her child was born with Down syndrome. She took her son to fight for the Pembroke family's inheritance, but they refused to acknowledge him and even sent Marcus to Rivora to lie low. With nowhere else to turn, she went online to livestream her sob story. The feud between them blew up so badly that it eventually made national news.

Strip away the family fortune and reputation, and you've got absolutely nothing. Sebastian's mother was imprisoned because of what happened to Mom, and he was banned from joining Hamilton Corporation. Even so, he never lacked food, clothing, or luxuries. The whole living in the "housekeepers' quarters" story was just his own sob story. His actual room was only slightly smaller than mine. In my previous life, he lived quite lavishly after he went abroad with no one to supervise him. I was curious to see what would happen to him in this lifetime.

My body is going to explode! --

With a gesture she invites me to sit down and I do it again when I put the chair back in its place. “It's normal the exaltation you just had. But I want to explain something to you, can I,” she asks a little cautiously and I nod, “perfect. Allie, you won't always have the power to decide what will happen to you, sometimes life can be cruel and decide for you but what you do decide is how to face the situation” I look at my hands in my lap with my eyes fixed on my feet, while I play with a small thread hanging from my blouse.

They'd live a good life from now on. In my next life, I'd be a normal child. A lucky child.