Rebirth For Revenge Novels & Stories

I couldn't break free from the harsh clutches of the raging water so I gave into it as the icy coldness of it numbed all of the pain I felt away, and I welcomed the cold hug of death with open arms. If I was reborn. I'll make sure they all burned for what they'd done to me. They'll all pay.

And he did gulp the newborn babe whole. However, what Cronos didn’t expect was that Devour was going to help Zeus, instead of killing him. The skill devoured the impurity in Zeus’ blood and awakened his Universe granted skill – Perpetual Rebirth. Unlike Universal Delay, Perpetual Rebirth didn’t need millennia to awaken. It awoke instantly. But just like Universal Delay, its awakening was unique. And the first thing it did was to cancel Zeus birth, effectively killing the babe!

Diana cleared her throat and started explaining, “You’re here because history repeats itself, which means there’s someone who has plans of causing chaos, though we’re not certain who it is yet. The endpoint of this is that you’re going to defeat this person.” The story of the evil werewolf king jogged my memory and a sense of dread washed over me, “How am I going to do that?” “You have powers stronger than any werewolf, but it'll be fully accessed when you’re rebirthed.” My eyebrows crinkled, “Rebirth?”

Behind her, the thunder roared — the mansion lights flickering again. I jerked my arm free, my voice cracking. “Why show yourself now?” Her smile faded. “Because it’s almost time. Project Rebirth is active again. And when the final phase begins…” She leaned closer, her breath brushing against my ear. “…only one of us gets to survive.” Before I could react, she shoved me back. Hard. I hit the edge of the table and fell, the flashlight rolling away. The balcony doors swung open from the wind, sending papers flying.

Especially the one who looked the most smug, despite the swollen eye I had given him before he stabbed me in the stomach. The four motherfuckers who had killed me in my past life. God truly is a stand-up guy for giving me this chance. So this was what the system meant by revenge. I wasn't just fighting some wannabe thugs—I was fighting the guys who took my first life. And now? Now I had a chance to finish things. "Hey! Spencer! We heard you got a brain transplant over the summer!" One of them called out, his voice gathering more onlookers. "You actually were crazy enough to come to us so we could get you," another laughed.

“Of course I remembered how I fucking killed you but here you are making me do the same thing again. But this time I promise to do a clean Job and kill you for real. Don't worry, you won’t come back. You won’t have a chance to undo this.” I felt my knees wobble, my body threatening to collapse, how the fuck did she know about my rebirth? I thought it was impossible for anyone else to figure that out. “I… I am not… reborn,” I stammered, my voice weak, cracking. “I… I’m not…”

This place… This was the banquet. The mandatory gathering, that all Alphas were required to attend once in a year. My throat went dry. I swallowed hard, my ears ringing as memories surged forward, aligning themselves with horrifying clarity. If I was calculating it correctly, this was five years before the day I was betrayed. My breathing slowed as the realization settled, heavy and undeniable. I had been reborn. I forced my hands to remain still at my sides, even as my pulse raced. The moon goddess… She really answered me.

Reborn to a rich family and loved dearly, or Reborn as me back into my fifteen-year-old body to rewrite my story. I gave Aragon the middle finger, telling him to fuck off my face with his lies but he misinterpreted it as the first option. I got reborn into you right now. Lacy Jules, all this while we have lived another person's life while the people who had wronged us roam freely. They need to pay for everything they did to me! Please give me the opportunity to rewrite my destiny!

Upstairs on the second floor, the muffled sounds coming from the bedroom grated on my nerves. I pressed my fingers to my aching temples and took in the familiar sight of the house. Then it hit me—I was back! I was reborn! My gaze was locked on the bedroom upstairs, rage burning in my eyes. That shameless Sephine Fidel! She'd brought her side piece home and had me take the fall. In my past life, I'd forgotten a file at home. I'd jumped in a cab and returned home to grab it, only to walk in on my sister-in-law, Sephine Fidel, mid-affair.

She hadn't become bitter toward the world; there was still a conscience, a glimmer of goodness within her. With the right help, she could find her way back. But Selena shook her head. “No, there’s no need. All I want now is revenge—to make them feel what it’s like to be discarded.” She was ready to risk everything, even her own life. Revenge seemed to be the only thing keeping her going.