Ninja Reborn Novels & Stories

I heard her say as she cleaned the crocodile tears that threatened to stream down her face. Actually, I wasn't good from the scratch. I had to be good so I tried. Desperately. It was the only weapon an abandoned child like me had to survive. I was a child with a heart so desperate to be loved by family and they went ahead to stomp all over it. Why did I have to be the butt of the joke? All this time, what did I work for? Dear Lord, now that all this has happened, I regret my life with all my being. Please have mercy on this pitiful fool and if you give me one more chance, I'll give everything I have and get my revenge. I promise.

user"> The concrete training ground echoed with shouts, labored breaths, the clash of cold steel, and the piercing screech of blades scraping against one another, all accompanied by the stern reprimands of the knight instructor. These sounds yanked Logo—whose memory had only just awakened and whose mind still felt dazed—back to reality. “I… I’ve been reborn?”

Marcus moved with a fluid, defensive rhythm, his submachine gun keeping the secondary rank of the garrison pinned behind the stone lanterns of the courtyard. Ren Tanaka fought beside them, his short curved sword a blur of gold light that clashed against the iron naginatas with a constant, rhythmic static. He was bleeding from a shallow cut on his left cheek, his nylon bomber jacket torn to shreds, but his gold Alpha eyes were wild with the manic joy of a rebel who had finally found a cause worth dying for. He parried a vertical strike from a Kurogane captain, his steel blade sliding along the iron shaft before he pivoted and drove his point through the captain’s throat armor, the man collaps

No longer captive. Reborn predator.

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My eyes scanned the surroundings, taking in the sight of my fellow warriors preparing for the impending battle. As I ran, my gaze fell upon the weapons being passed from hand to hand, the air filled with the clatter of metal and the resolute voices of my comrades discussing strategies. The urgency in their movements mirrored the gravity of the situation, and my heart sank with the weight of the burden I bore. "It's because of me," I whispered under my breath, my voice laden with a sense of responsibility and remorse. "All of this chaos, this imminent threat—it's because of my rebirth, my presence within this pack."

Not now. As I reached my room and closed the door behind me, I allowed a small, bitter smile to play on my lips. They didn't know the truth yet, but they would when I started biting them like bees. All of them would pay for what they did. Being transferred back in time had given me a second chance, and I intended to use it to exact the revenge they all deserved. This time, they would all face the consequences.

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.

I concluded and with that I removed the phone from my ear , I slowly stood up to my feet and walked towards my wardrobe, I pulled it open and my gaze met with Damon’s army green blazer. I contemplated giving it back to him but what logical explanation would I give to him on returning it, what if these items does not even exist in his present world and I end up looking like a fool. How in the world would I tell him that we’ve had an intimate encounter before, but I died that night and somehow got reborn without sounding crazy, I exhaled deeply and closed the wardrobe with a soft thud. This would definitely be one of my deepest darkest secret.

- Katherine asked on a last try. - No. But this is an entirely different level. We are talking about you being reborn. Reborn! - Her friend shouted, and Katherine motioned to her to keep her voice down. - I know! Do you think I understand that? Sometimes, I have hoped for all this to be a bad dream. I would wake up, and everything would be expected, as it always should be. - Katherine looked at her friend and sat on the grass, defeated. - People surround me, and I have no one I can fully trust.- She stopped talking, looking at the woods before her.