Rebirth For You Novel Novels & Stories

They spent so little time with each other that fighting and having conflicts never existed between them. Only after her rebirth did Amelia realize that their relationship as husband and wife was worse than that between strangers. Claire looked morosely at Amelia. She looked as though she had something to say, but eventually swallowed her words. "It's been tough on you all these years…" Her heart ached for Amelia and all the things she went through having met a man like Christopher. "I can't blame others for the path I chose to take." Now that Amelia had a second chance at life, she had chosen a different path for herself.

"Honey, if that lucky star dies, so be it. But our son… What a waste." Archie pulled her into his arms, and a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes. "She's not dead yet. Don't worry. I've got a plan. Ethan will not only wake up. He'll go viral and bring us even more traffic. As for this lucky star, let her die with purpose." After that, he submitted an application for the rebirth trial. The video ended. Watching the scenes flash by one after another, I fell into thought. After a moment, I finally let go.

I must keep going, even though I am exhausted and sweating, because this is the only way I can win. Then I hear it—a noise behind me, a rustle. I tighten my grip on the hilt. “Who’s there?” I whisper, turning slowly. The forest answers with silence. But then—I saw a shadow between the trees. Someone is watching me. For the first time since my seventh rebirth, I realize I may not be the only one with memories.

Chloe's hand covered mine on the table, her eyes locked on me, “is everything alright? Is there something you're not telling me? I used to rely so much on Chloe, bothering her with everything going on with me because I didn't know how to handle it, and she was always there for me, but I can't tell her this… Not about the rebirth. Not about anything. I can't have her roped into this. I need to handle things myself this time. I smiled at her, “my mom don't even question me the way you do…” I chuckled softly, “it's nothing. I just want to check with something,” Her eyes lingered on me for a moment. She didn't believe me, but didn't push harder anyway. “Let me know if you need anything else late

I woke with a start. The room around me was familiar, yet the searing pain from the fire still lingered in my mind. But strangely, my body bore no wounds at all. Before I could fully collect my thoughts, a knock sounded at the door, followed by my aunt's voice. Listening in on the conversation between my mother and aunt, I realized with startling clarity: I had been reborn. In my previous life, at this exact moment, my aunt and an old man from the island country of Zandumore were planning to move overseas. Before leaving, my aunt came to bid our family farewell.

She looked haggard, and her head hung low, but she wouldn't talk. I clutched my butterfly knife tightly, alarm bells ringing in my head. "What do you want?" She raised her head, her eyes meeting mine. There was a lot in her gaze. Hoarsely, she said, "Michael…" I said nothing. I assumed she wanted me to forgive Josiah and her father. And then she asked, "You've been reborn as well, haven't you?" Shocked and shaken, I started running. "I-I won't hurt you!" said Hazel quickly.

The room stayed quiet after that confession and then he exhaled slowly. “That is unfortunate.” “Unfortunate?” He nodded once. “To return through murder is always harder.” “What does that mean?” I asked in confusion. “It means your second life was never going to be simple.” “Okay??" I asked as my curiosity heightened. “You returned because something was wrong.” “Yes.” “But returning does not automatically save you.” “I don’t understand.” “The reason for rebirth is correction.” He said as his eyes stayed fixed on mine. “You are given another chance to right what destroyed you.”

Sure enough, she appeared. I told her about the prophecy. She hesitated. "I can transfer the fated mate bond from you and Oscar to him and Catherine. But it will leave you very weak. And for one full week, your healing ability will be gone." I bowed slightly. "I understand. I'm willing. Please begin." The moment I'd accepted the chance to come back ten years, I'd accepted that I would give up everything to rewrite our story. Let him live with the woman he loved. Not bleed out from eighteen wounds in some riot.

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."

Outside the city was settling into its night rhythm and somewhere in it a press release was still circulating and Anthony was still angry and Ren was still calculating and Diane was still performing. Four days left in December. Four days until the chapter of her life that had started in a bridal suite with memories of a prison floor closed completely and something entirely new began. She was ready.