Re Life Novels & Stories

Even with a second chance at life, hearing my own husband speak so coldly about me still hurt. I composed myself and walked into the house as if nothing had happened. Sebastian emerged from Vivian's room with a trace of embarrassment on his face. "I-I'm just checking on Viv because she wasn't feeling well." I hummed indifferently and turned to head to my room. In my previous life, I fought with him countless times over their inappropriate intimacy. In this lifetime, I refused to waste my time and energy. He called out to me, "Rachel, how about we buy some wedding favors to distribute to the other military wives in the housing complex?"

"You filthy woman! Was all of this part of your plan?! You had this child and tried to adopt him. When you failed, you made me mess with Mr. George's car… When he died, no one would have been the wiser! Everyone knew you were his mistress. All you had to do was claim this child as yours, and you could inherit the Hales' fortune… You witch! You've ruined my life!" In my past life, after Rebecca and Freddie had crushed me with their car, Freddie had been terrified, asking Christina if everything was really okay. Christina's face was cold as she told him, "As long as we stick together, we'll be fine. It's not the first time. The stuff with George passed, and now this with Tyler will too…" Sebas

he muttered, his scepticism evident. “I will have a plan; it’s just that I got Reborn to…” I trailed off, realising my slip of the tongue. I couldn't let anyone know I had a second chance at life. Julian’s eyes narrowed in confusion and suspicion. He was clearly puzzled by my mention of being “reborn,” and I could sense that if I didn’t address it, he might think I was losing my sanity. I wanted to clarify, but Julian raised his hand, signalling me to hold off. I watched him take a deep breath, sensing that he was about to ask me about my strange statement.

Coming to this point, the man stop writing, look at her, and asked, "Now choose, what life do you wish to have?" Raizel thinked of it and asked herself, 'what are the things that lead to me and my family's death? Who caused it?'. It's not long before she find an answer, 'was it Chaster? No. My father? No. So was it me? I guess it's me. If only... If only I lived an Ordinary Life. Maybe we continue to live happy 'til today. That's right! Since it's a mistake to live a life beyond ordinary, then in my next life, I would like to live an Ordinary Life'

“I know this might sound crazy but I was reborn in this life." My eyes grow wide in shock. “Wait, so you mean you have relived this life once?" “Yes, and I died at the hands of my ex fiancee. You probably know about that since you outlived me in the other life." “Wait…I am confused." “If either of us dies in any of the lives we have lived first. The other has to die in order for the other person to be reborn," he explains and I am far too stunned to comprehend. “I can't believe this."

My silence only angered Vivian as she sneered at me, "Jason put on a suicide act, so now you're copying him too? You're a grown man. Why are you still acting the same as before?" I still said nothing. Or maybe it was better to say I simply did not know what to say. I didn't know whether Jason had truly wanted to die, but when I couldn't reach my asthma medication, I had truly wanted to die. I suddenly felt there was nothing worth living for anymore. I had failed at everything; whether as a husband, a father, or a son. But now, I finally saw things clearly after Death's ice-cold hands brushed through my skin. I had spent my life thinking about everyone else, yet I had kept neglecting myself.

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

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

I had barely finished arranging all this when another subordinate sent me all the information he had found about Wilson. In my past life, I hated Wilson so much that I couldn't even bear to look at a photo of him. Now that I had gone back in time and gotten a second chance at life, I was a lot calmer. I became curious about just what sort of man he was that Sylvia, who had seen her fair share of men, was so obsessed with him. After I unzipped the compressed file, I played the video.

“Did she die and come back to life? How exactly does it work?” When Devyn noticed I was watching him, he returned to feigning pretense. I almost rolled my eyes. “Being reborn is getting a second chance at life.” I had to break it down since Axel was, unfortunately, dumb. “Think of it as being drawn back to life before finalizing the death process. In other words, she missed death by the smallest possible chance.” “And how again did that happen?” Axel hadn’t been this intrigued by anything that didn’t have to do with him, his dick, or his pack. The longer I sat here, observing them, the more different they were from the feral Alphas I knew.