Phoenix Reborn Novels & Stories

Adira was once a Luna in name only. Married to a cold Alpha who never loved her, hated by his powerful family, and betrayed by the very pack she sacrificed everything for. When rogues hunt her down and set her and her daughter ablaze, she dies with her daughter in the burning fire. Adira took her last breath with a prayer: Give me another chance. And she got a second chance. Reborn two years in the past, Adira wakes up at the exact moment her fate was sealed on the very day she was asked to marry the man who let her burn. But this time, she says no. No to the loveless marriage. No to the lies and cruelty. No to dying quietly. But the past is shifting. The enemies that killed her once are moving faster. Secrets are buried deep in the shadows of the pack, and the more she uncovers, the closer death creeps in. She’ll protect her daughter. Expose the traitors. And if love comes again... it will be on her own terms. They rejected their Luna once. This time, she’ll make them kneel. ...This time, the rejected Luna won’t burn quietly…

Silverclaw and Blackstone had been bound by a sacred blood alliance for three generations. I was the rightful heir to the Silverclaw pack, and Elara was my cousin, of lesser blood and no rank. On my bonding ceremony, Elara spiked my wine. While I was unconscious, she donned a counterfeit of my Moon-Blessed Robes and slept with Elias that night. I found them together at dawn. Though he offered me anything to appease my fury, I forced a sterility potion down Elara’s throat, paid her off with a hundred thousand dollars, and banished her from Silverclaw territory. For ten years, I waded through blood to secure Elias’s rise to the Alpha throne. Yet at his coronation, he claimed the Luna’s Crown and Sacred Robes meant for me. He led pack warriors to a southern cabin where, upon confirming Elara’s death, he seized my throat. His claws tore into my flesh as he raged over her corpse. He threw me and my unborn child off the cliff. He held the marker stone at her cairn and whispered of revenge for his true love. I woke up on my bonding ceremony. Elias had been reborn too, expecting me to grovel at his paws. He was wrong. This time, I would never be his Luna. The throne, the pack, and the bond. Every last scrap of it would return to its rightful owner.

To restore my crush's right to inherit his mafia family, I gave him one of my corneas. But when he regained his sight, my family chose to have my older sister marry him instead of me. In my past life, I tried to find him and explain everything, but he rejected me. My own family exiled me, and I died on the night of wedding between him and my sister. Then I'm reborn—back before I was exiled . This time, I choose to leave my Mafia pack and my crush willingly.. But that cold, heartless Mafia Boss? He completely fell apart.

A story of betrayal, revenge, and a second chance at life. Sia was loved, respected, and accepted—until the day her own family turned against her. Accused of trying to kill her step-sister, she is brutally punished by the people she trusted the most. Her husbands, powerful and merciless, stand by as her life slips away, while her step-sister Ritu smiles like a devil, hiding a deadly secret. But fate has other plans. Sia wakes up five years in the past—alive, reborn, and filled with a burning resolve. This time, she is not the same gentle girl who begged for love. This time, she is a new Sia—strong, fearless, and ready to rewrite her destiny. She has been given a second chance… and this time, she will live for herself. But when love turns into betrayal, and betrayal turns into revenge, the world will tremble. Meet the new Sia—whose heart now holds only one emotion: hatred.

Revenge is a dish best served cold, and for Orla, it's a dish that has been brewing for years. Her once-happy life was shattered when her mate, Ryker and adopted sister, Ophelia, betrayed her in the worst way imaginable. Alone, Orla’s dying wish was for a second chance, a chance to right the wrongs that had been done to her. And the moon goddess has granted her that wish. Reborn into the past, Orla now has the opportunity to rewrite her own history. But will she be able to resist the temptation of revenge? The Alpha position of her pack may have been Ryker’s ultimate goal, but it's Orla who holds all the cards now. Will she choose to forgive and forget, or will she use her newfound power to exact the ultimate revenge? Would she also find her real mate and fall for him? Only time will tell.

My deskmate, Miranda Krause, has made a pact with the grade-swapping system. Because of that, she's able to swap her empty exam papers with my stellar ones. That's how Miranda ends up becoming the top scorer on the SATs. I, on the other hand, have flunked the exam, making me the laughingstock of the city. Unable to endure the suffering any longer, I choose to take my life by jumping off the school building. Little do I know that I'll return to the timeframe before the SATs take place. This time, I secretly slip an envelope between the folds of Miranda's backpack. It contains 700 dollars in cash as well as a talisman. The scribbles on the talisman may seem like chicken scratch, but one can vaguely make out the words "score-swapping" there.

As I fought a stray dog for a loaf of moldy bread, distinguished guests arrived at the orphanage. They'd come to find the long-lost heir of a wealthy family. After confirming their choice, they donated $100 million to the orphanage and handed out chocolates to every child. My mouth watered as I reached for a box, but glowing messages flashed before my eyes. [Lawrence, show your locket! They're here to bring you home!] [Don't let that impostor steal your birthright. It's yours!] They revealed the truth: the elegant couple were my biological parents, and the poised girl beside them was my fiancée. Yet I clutched my chocolate and ran, aware of their true purpose: they'd come here just for the fake heir. Even if I revealed my locket, they'd not pay me any attention.

In order to become the sole heiress of the Xander family, my younger sister schemed and manipulated, pushing me into depression and driving me to attempt suicide.Upon my rebirth, I vowed to seek revenge and would not tolerate injustice.It wasn't until one day when I met a girl who looked exactly like me that I discovered the truth: my sister was a fake heiress, and she harbored many hidden secrets...

My mate and my brother hated me for twelve years. They believed I stole their precious Sarah's herbal research and bullied her for twelve years into silence. At my marking ceremony, they exposed my "crimes" to the entire supernatural world. "She's nothing but a bully who torments her packmates and a thief who stole the herb formula from Sarah!" But Sarah smiled through her tears: "The formula doesn't matter anymore." "As long as it saved our wolves from silver poisoning, what does it matter who created it?" "I've already forgiven her." She became the pack's angel of mercy. I was condemned by thousands, until the very wolf I'd saved with my medicine poured silver water over my head. In my despair, I dragged Sarah down with me into death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in my second year of high school. Sarah was slicing her arm with a silver blade, smiling as she asked: "Have you thought about how you'll apologize to me?" Something in me snapped. My Alpha power surged forth, crushing her to her knees. I grabbed the blade: "Let me show you what real cuts look like."

I sponsored Emily Fagan from an underprivileged background just to help her get through school. She was good-looking but wasn't exactly the brightest. Despite my warning not to tamper with my things, she slipped stimulants into my water bottle. Thanks to her, I was accused of cheating in the swimming competition. Our team's score was nullified. As for me, I was banned from competing for life and kicked out of college. When I confronted her, she cried pitifully, "Julie, I just wanted you to win. I didn't know that'd happen." My boyfriend, Elijah Strauss, held her and comforted her. He even snapped at me, claiming, "Em had good intentions. Why are you giving her a hard time?" Crushed, I shut myself in at home. Feeling sorry, she and Elijah visited me and brought along some vodka as an apology. After I took ten shots, I asked her to buy some over-the-counter pain relievers for my splitting headache. Little did I know that she'd make me take a dangerous dose of Ibuprofen mixed with alcohol. The bleeding in my stomach was what killed me. Emily looked pitifully remorseful at the hospital. "I'm so sorry. I couldn't even tell what I shouldn't have given her…" During the police interrogation, my boyfriend gave false testimony to protect her. He accused me of taking my own life by mixing Ibuprofen and alcohol because I couldn't handle the mental stress from cheating in the competition. When I reopened my eyes, I found out that I was transported to the day before the competition.