Next Re Remake Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 01. UNREALISTIC DREAMS. SHELLY. “Coming Mum.“ I yelled for the umpteenth time, but didn't move an itch from the worn-out marble floor I laid. My gaze was still fixed on the small television which was just few metres away from me, with my chin on my hands for support. Excitement had the best of me and nothing else seemed to matter at the moment. It was that period of time that comes every year when the 'Greygott conglomeration' makes an exemption for a lower-class to get admitted into the prestigious Greygott high-shool.

He made sure to keep close to my side, gazing up at the tree branches overhead. “Transamagei wanted to be a pure place, like the Other Side. They wanted to wipe the dangerous monsters and keep the ones that wouldn’t harm humans. It worked for a while, but new breeds were created from the ones remaining, and demons were formed. For a while, people that had died and been infested were tracked and killed. This obviously caused some controversy, and a war broke out between the demons and the pure humans. This happened in most countries around the world; the worst being in Sole.”

But one line stood out—etched deeper than the rest, almost as though the page itself had been cut to carve the truth into its flesh: The bridge remembers blood. I frowned. “Remembers blood?” The words pulsed faintly when I whispered them, the ink glowing for a brief moment before fading again. It wasn’t just a phrase. It was a warning. The bridge was alive. When Sylra found me the next morning, I had already drawn the first sigil on the temple floor. She looked at me, horror etched across her face. “Kora, what have you done?” “I’m rebuilding it,” I said simply. “But differently this time. No conduits. No soul anchors. Just me.”

The moment I was blasted awake by nonstop phone calls, I knew I had been reborn. I smashed my phone into pieces without hesitation. In my previous life, Elijah Cook had courted disaster. He secretly embedded pirated software bought online into the security program. The security system collapsed under a virus attack, and the cryobank began to warm. He cried and begged me to save him. I knew that the cryobank had just received the last vial of sperm from a powerful heir who had become infertile. It was his final chance to have a bloodline

Their gasps echo, their bodies arch before I RER rend him, his bones crack, blood pours, screen cracked. “Stop it!” I snarled, shifting back, my hand closing on his throat. My vision was red. “Turn it off, or you die.” “It’s done–” Tyler choked. His voice was a rasp. “The twins… they’re the Alpha’s rebirth.” Elara’s eyes glowed, and her wolf re-awoke a light more fierce even mirrored in Lyra’s gaze, their power surging. The runes pulsed in sync. I felt myself freeze, my grip on Tyler slackening, shock icing my veins. “They’re remaking the pack?”

After so many years suddenly if a girl just calls and informs that she is Myra Moretti then obviously it is not an easy thing to digest. “Put the call on the speaker papa. We both want to hear.” Hearing Arjun’s command Rana Pratap put the call on the speaker. He became a robot after hearing the stone-cold voice of that girl. She has the same icy aura and cold voice just like her mother Minerva. How could that be possible that her daughter became just the replica of her mother? Rana was still in a trance once he heard the second sentence from the other side. “Hello, Is somebody still there?” Myra asked again after a long trail of silence.

Only the silence of a thousand hearts that didn't beat. "My name is **Unit R-01**," the double said. "But for the sake of the ledger, you may call me **Remnant**. And I am here to facilitate the transition of the remaining organic matter into the Archive." "Organic matter?" I spat, stepping up beside the real Rowan. I was trembling, the weight of the "Reboot" still making my head swim. I felt frail, stripped of the violet fire that had defined me for so long. "You’re talking about people. Families. Pups who have just seen the sun for the first time."

Just a simple hi and hellos but it energized me and keeps me going. I should keep my mind off Melo for now. I'll just deal with it later. I should cook for I'm already hungry.

My heart was killing me at the moment, I couldn't breathe. Albert opened his eyes, smiled at me then heaved a sigh before planting a kiss on my forehead. "One. Nine-eleven attacks." My forehead furrowed. What did he mean by one? He kissed the tip of my nose, "Two. Mozilla Firefox," I gasped. I let my brain backtrack from what he was saying. He kissed my cheeks. "Three. Ousting SH. Four, F******k."

Set it back down exactly where it had been. For whoever needed to see it next.