Ranker Who Lives A Second Time Novels & Stories

"Three years. You have three years to take your revenge then you will work for me.youll have to do a few things in-between but not much" "What? like a reaper? Harvest souls and all that shit....... Emmmm No thank you just send me on my way thank you." Michael shot back. "NO not like a reaper you silly bastard are you stupid you'll be alive in a new body you're not qualified for that job. FUCK. I'm offering you revenge on the people who killed you. A Second Chance at life but when the time comes in three years you do as I say and if the job is done right. You can go live out the rest of your life. Il even let you live till 100 if you want."

Luna smiled at her friend. “How did you get to be so wise?” Rita shrugged, a sly smile on her face as she leaned back in her own chair. “Years and years of badass living myself,” she replied, confidence in her every word. “No one else can be me, I don’t want to be anybody else. Also, I can’t be anyone else, because life is balanced. If no one else can be me, then I can’t be anyone else. Except the person I made myself to be. That, we have power over.”

WINTER His second. The words toll through my mind like a cursed bell. Freya and Lilith’s smiles stretch even wider, malice crescents carved across their faces. The delight sparking in their eyes only burns hotter and brighter because they know that this time, there’s no answer I can give. No denial is strong enough to undo the truth. Because whatever I say, the facts remain. I’m not Valtor’s only mate. I wasn’t even his first. I’m the second. The afterthought. Nothing special at all.

“Not really, we were busy working at first, then settling into the house, then had to deal with the cancer. There just wasn’t time.” “I love the city, there’s so much to see and do, you have to take time to enjoy life too Tessa. I know it’s not easy when circumstances turn your world upside down. I remember when it happened to my family,” he explained sadly. “I had to deal with a lot at a young age. I grew up quick, but after time passed and when the horrible parts all settled, I started to enjoy life again. You will too Tessa, you have to force yourself in the beginning.”

She looked at me with so much hatred and I really don’t blame her, but then she can forget about getting a divorce. “I will show you that I do also have something to offer men. Just like you have your community cock to offer the community. Game on, husband. Oh, I almost forgot from today onwards. Camila Mendoza is my name. Camila Grayston is dead to me, and I am moving out of this house.” ~Camila’s POV~

"I think it's okay for you to remain here. Let them keep making you their punching bag. I know you are okay with that kind of life. Then one day, when it gets too much for you, you would decide to end it all by killing yourself. When you die, these stupid people that don't give a dam about you will dumb your body deep in the forest to rot away. Nobody would remember you and I think you are okay with that kind of life, Little Scar." He finished. "Fuck you. You don't know shit about me." I screamed. All I ever thought of was to live to see the next day. I always wished to live a better life than the present one.

This is not an end, but a beginning for a new story. Thank you very much for reading my first work. I, Aldho Alfina, apologize to all readers because the ending was shortened. The author is currently focusing on a novel entitled 'The Ruler of the Dragon God', so that this second novel can be completed perfectly.

It sounds so silly and unbelievable. But isn't her situation sounds so unbelievable too? Who will believe her anyway if Rhianne said that she died in her past life and now she is living her second life as Rhianne Cartel, the precious daughter of the Cartel family? Rhianne is very sure that Doctor Calvin will make fun of her and that will only make everyone worried for her.

That despite all of his choices, I had been able to grow stronger because of those sane choices. When I opened my eyes, I returned to the charts with steady hands and measured movements. I reminded myself: Nos I’m Elara Vance. A woman who commands respect. A woman who carved her own path. A woman who will not crumble in the face of temptation, guilt, or lingering bonds.

“What?” Tiara turned to me, her big eyes now glossy with tears. “For the last two years. I… I’ve been in a secret relationship with a film director I once worked with. His name’s Viktor. I met him in my second year of college. He’s so different from Reagan. When I’m with him, I feel alive. But everyone was so proud of me being with Reagan. So I… I never said anything.” My legs felt weak. I stood slowly, taking half a step back. “Tiara…”