Pokemon Rebirth 소설 & 이야기

I planned on returning a month ago but I was delayed by my pregnancy as it may harm my fetus. Yes, I'm pregnant, and I'm proud to admit that the child is Dawson's. I was happy when I found out about my pregnancy, and it was around that time that I decided to come back but due to the dangers of the road as it might harm my child, and I planned on returning in two months time when the fetus would be strong enough but I couldn't stop myself from returning as my parents are dead. “I won't take on any position if you don't include him in,” I added with a determined look on my face. It hurt me that Dawson is still being judged because of his identity as a rogue which I had promised wouldn't happen

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I whispered. “I AM THE REBORN ARIA" And his eyes widened as realization slowly sank in. “I think those kinds of things only happen in supernatural stories,” he whispered weakly, his voice barely holding together. “Fairy tales.” “Maybe,” I replied calmly. “Or maybe,” I continued, tilting my head slightly, “the Moon Goddess gave me another chance to return to life.” He stared at me, breathing unevenly. “And this time,” I said quietly, each word firm, “everyone who hurt me must pay with their life.”

He had the most beautiful sea green eyes I'd ever seen…but that's not why I'm here. Ahem. “ And I don't believe you're my date. So, why're you here?” He asked calmly. This time, the coldness was gone. ~~~Pierce’’s POV ~~~ It's her. The girl my vehicle collided with after speaking to her harshly at the exhibition in my past life. Was she reborn too? She seems…different. Her poise and mannerisms have changed too. “ I'm Kara Jones, Serena Jones stepsister and the adopted elder daughter of the Jones family.” she said after I looked up from my tab.

ZARA POV Anticipation hung in the air as the mating ceremony approached—an annual ritual where mates embraced each other, marking the beginning of a lifelong bond. It was a joyous occasion where couples accepted, marked, and pledged to marry. However, I harbored a secret—a burden I carried alone. I was carrying Ryder Blackmane's child, a consequence of the night he had forcibly taken my virginity without consent. His actions were a painful memory etched into my soul, yet he refused to acknowledge the wrongs he had committed.