Rebirth From Ashes Novels & Stories

So, before she could speak further, I swiftly bowed my head and pleaded. “But I love him.” I cried out. “I want to be with him. Please don’t do this with me.” My goddess chuckled softly, the sound a balm to my wounds. “Love! Your love has the power to change fates, Ashley. That’s why I summoned you here.” I raised my head and saw her flicking her hand again, her soft voice echoing in my head as the sudden blinding white light made me feel lightheaded. “Congratulations on your rebirth, Ashley. I hope you will use your wolf’s powers to serve my creations...”

"At that time, the god who heard my regrets took pity on me, and I came back to life to live in peace. That's why I took revenge on you. I want to know why I had to in the first place." "Are you crazy?!" Debbie snapped. "You came back to life?! What kind of delusion is that?!" "It's real, that's why I'm here talking to you like this. I'm not your brother so I tried to stay out of your way but you just had to fuck with me, didn't you?" I asked, my voice cold and accusatory. "Why the hell do you keep talking about things that never happened?" Debbie asked, her voice shaky. "It's driving me—"

Logan carefully put me down, then charged at Niles and they started fighting fiercely. My back hurt so much that I gasped for air. But just then, a bold idea flashed through my mind. Looking at Sophie acting crazy, I knew we couldn't keep the rebirth secret any longer. But more than the rebirth, I needed to create a role for myself. One that could guide Logan to the path I wanted. Logan and Niles were natural enemies. They fought many times. No one had won yet. While Logan was distracted, Niles grabbed Sophie and ran.

I said, though the chain was already showing me possibilities I didn't like. "We trigger universal rebirth intentionally. Before the Devourer can escape. Before entropy wins." His form solidified slightly, showing us images in his flames. "A controlled big bang. Everything ends, yes, but immediately begins again. Fresh. Clean. Without the Devourer because it would be caught in the renewal, transformed like everything else." Kieran stepped forward, drawn to the phoenix fire. "You're talking about killing everyone." "I'm talking about rebirthing everyone. Every consciousness, every soul, every spark of existence—reborn in a universe without the threat of entropy's avatar."

I was experiencing a splitting headache. I opened my eyes and looked around at my familiar home. It wasn't the street where I'd been beaten and cursed at, nor the damp, filthy prison I'd been scorned in. It was my home! "Simone, you're such a good person. If it weren't for you, I would've been beaten to death by Luke." That familiar fake voice rang out. I turned around to look, and there was Tricia Tate, standing in front of me with tears in her eyes. It was only then that I realized I had been reborn.

Jane repeated herself, though she sounded far less confident this time. “…Baby Victor.” Jayden looked from her to me. Then back to her again. “…What exactly is a Baby Victor?” I rubbed a hand over my face. “This is going to sound absolutely ridiculous.” “It already does.” Jane took a careful step forward. “The old records mention rebirth.” Jayden didn’t interrupt. “They suggest that when certain ancient creatures die, their souls don’t disappear forever.” He still said nothing. “They’re… reborn.” Jayden slowly nodded.

He had been reborn. Ashren sat up. He looked at his hands, watching the last of the black veins dissolve into healthy, tanned skin. He looked at the golden crater and then at his son, who was sitting safely at the edge, perfectly healthy and watching the fire. Then, Ashren looked at me. I was lying in the dirt ten feet away, a broken, frozen ruin of a queen. Ashren was by my side in a heartbeat. He dropped to his knees, his massive hands hovering over my broken body, terrified to cause me more pain.

“Then I’ll burn every name.” Damien blinked. She looked past him…..at the rising sun. The next war. Her next rebirth. “And build mine from the ashes.”

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

My legs trembled but I ran towards her unmoving body. Kneeling down on the ground beside her, I gently cup her face in between my trembling hands. "Amia…Amia" I whisper, shaking her body hoping for her to come back to life, hoping for a reaction from her, hoping that this wasn't true. "She is dead unless I am unaware of your ability to bring life back from death, I could be wrong" Nikona's words slice through the air, pierce through my skin and the pain in my chest heightened to the level that I was gasping for air to fill up my lungs.