Rebirth From Ashes Novels & Stories

"Let’s talk about important things before you finally wake up. We don't have much time." "Talk about what?" Zayla asked, her heart beginning to pick up speed again. "Before you went into that world, I told you my intention was to show you the beginning," Serenya said She let out a long, weary sigh as if the weight of a millennium was finally catching up to her. "Alright, let me chew my words for you since I’m feeling generous. Instead of making you figure it out, I’ll tell you: Remiel and Asher are the same soul. He was reborn, just like you. He died one thousand years ago, and he came back."

Beneath the glass-like surface of her skin, the Shadow Heir was visible—not as a child, but as a swirling vortex of violet smoke and jagged, infantile limbs that moved with a predatory speed. "I don't care about the risk, Rhea! I’m not leaving you to rot in this tomb!" Ash shouted, his voice thick with the desperation of a man who had already sacrificed his soul to reach her. He stood at the edge of the altar, his charred, skinless hands trembling as he reached into the violet flames. "I’ll burn until there’s nothing left if it means I can pull you out of this!"

Even if she was finally kicked out of the Sanchez family and had nothing in her career and family, they still refused to let her go. In the end, they slaughtered and killed her. This hatred never ends. Fortunately, God took pity on her and let her be reborn, and it happened to be the night when she was framed to have an accident. Unlike before the rebirth, she didn't lose herself at the beginning. Now that the decline has been reversed, she must live a wonderful life when she is reborn. And those who harmed her, she would not let any of them go. The familiar but long-lost phone rang, Ashley was startled for a while, and then she took out the phone from her bag.

" Cindy's familiar words reached my ears, but before I could even react, blinding headlights came rushing at me. The engine roared—pain tore through my body as the car slammed into me. That was when it hit me—I'd been reborn at the exact moment she ran me over. Somehow, my shattered phone had dialed my boyfriend, Jared Xanderson. His cold, disgusted voice came through the speaker, "Stop calling me, Suzanna. I know you're just jealous of me and Cindy. That's why you're trying to come between us. "It's impossible for her to run you with her car. It's worth tens of millions—she wouldn't wreck it just to run you over. I'm done believing in you, no matter what you say this time!"

Evryn whispered. A soft voice echoed from the shadows. “You left so many pieces behind.” A figure emerged, cloaked in shadows, wearing Evryn’s face—but hollowed, haunted. Her movements were graceful, precise, but twisted with a sorrow she had never known. Evryn stared. “You’re one of the echoes.” The figure smiled faintly. “I’m what you would’ve been… had you not chosen hope over revenge. I am Ashryn. Born from ash, forged in grief.”

“I love Joe more than anything and I want him to father my children but he won’t have it.” “Can you blame him?” “But you survived!” Ann tapped loudly on the table. “Correction, she died and somehow she came back.” “Ash’s blood brought her back.” “Maria, stop acting naive! Ash’s blood heals. It doesn’t resurrect people. Joe had her heart in his hand, doing all the pumping for her for hours before it pumped on its own. Luck doesn’t come knocking on your door twice, so forget about it Maria.”

The sound sent chills down everyone's spine. "Sold myself? What a joke. You think it was selling out, but I call it rebirth. It was the vampire progenitor who let me walk again and run free. It was them who returned the power that belonged to me. Not just my old power, but I gained something far greater. So from this moment on, I am no longer human. I… I am a noble vampire!"

She replied with a smile "Am I the first?," He asked "Yes you are, it took centuries but we are finally reborn," She said as her gaze darkened, "We can finally have our revenge and rebuild this world in our image, we can finally fulfill our desires, all you have to do is accept me and make a sacrifice of acceptance for us to truly become one as we were meant to be my broken angel born in the dark." Would Asher unite with his past self despite being evil for power and completion?, find out on the next chapter guys

He turned his back on the throne and walked toward the heavy steel blast doors. Rebirth City was dying. Without my active presence to ground the 'Sovereign Resonance,' the Golden Basalt dome had turned a sickly, translucent gray. The Ash Rain outside didn't vaporize anymore; it pooled against the stone, a corrosive, purple slurry that bit into the city’s roots.

Ash smiled slowly, reverent and pressed her palm into the torch’s flame. The skin sizzled. She didn’t flinch. “She made me in her image,” Ash whispered, voice trembling with reverence and rage. “And then she tried to bury what she’d created.” Her gaze lifted to the blackened cross still hanging above the altar. “But daughters always rise from their mother’s bones.” The crowd roared. Chanting her name. Ash. Ash. Ash. And from the smoke-filled rafters, the first snow of burning ash fell soft as blessing, cruel as prophecy.