Rebirth Of A Star General Novels & Stories

she thought before asking, "What about the General?" "What?" The Monk was surprised. "What happened to the General she fell in love with?" Jamie asked again. "Oh, well the Mating bond was torn, but not fully broken when the Moonchild was banished. He escaped the prison with three other hybrids and defected to the side of light. He was instrumental in setting up the starlight stones for the barrier. He now guards the barrier whilst he waits for her." The monk said quickly. Jamie’s heart suddenly felt tight. She was suddenly desperately sad about the General, and she did not know why. People lose their Mates all the time.

asked Gerald who really wasn’t keen on playing such high-risk games. “Even worse, actually. Before he was reborn into a mortal, he hid his internal pellet in his skull. Unfortunately, during a war, a rebel soldier ended up chopping his head off and presenting it to the enemy! As if that wasn’t humiliating enough, they then fed his head—along with his internal pellet—to the dogs! One can only imagine how resentful the headless general ended up becoming!” muttered Finnley with a bitter laugh…

Race Against Rebirth Vanessa labored tirelessly, decrypting and piecing collectively the information of *Project Rebirth. The extra she uncovered, the clearer it have become that Dominion had deliberate for this moment, looking ahead to their network’s publicity and making ready a new, extra resilient gadget to upward thrust in its place. “Rebirth isn’t only a fallback,” Vanessa said, her voice heavy. “It’s their manner to regain control—faster, extra dangerous, and absolutely untraceable. They’ve been constructing it for years, and now they’re accelerating the timeline.”

That aura was something he knew well enough, and he remembered what it was. “The Red Star of Destruction, a Sovereign Star,” Chu Feng mumbled. His brother’s statement had been completed by him, for both knew what that was. It was a sun that had long been forgotten, but one that had never been absent. For it to appear in the world once again could only mean one thing: “There is a new Herald of Destruction. The Red Sun of Destruction has been able to form a contract with someone.” Chu Feng sighed. What greater sign of war was there than this?

"History says that it was The Freelancer who won the war, but three hundred years later, the Federal Union got it back and has governed the base until now." "Ah, I see. How about my death? Is there anyone crying for me?" "Answering, the entire army of 13th Division and General Allison was wrecked during your annihilation. Unable to get your full corpse, which was only left with the right arm and left leg, they could only make your tomb where you are currently awake from." "God, I was lucky. If there were no remains, I wouldn't be able to regenerate." She shuddered and was glad to be alive. She then remembers General Allison and her mecha squadron. She missed them before she put the memories

"We don't wear crests. We don't take names. We carry one oath." And all the soldiers echoed: "No chains. No crowns. Just fire Reborn." They pounded their chests in unison. A sound like thunder cracked through the air—not just from armor but from the awakening of something more profound—a presence stirred beneath the Citadel stones. The ground trembled. And far away, in Arion's tower, a mirror shattered. He turned slowly to his generals. "They've made a new army," he growled. "Built from my ashes." One of them asked, "Do we retaliate?"

"Come on. We need to find Elias and break the curse on us." Mirabelle dug in her heels. "No, not unless you acknowledge this child!" "What child? Don't you dare ruin my son!" The two of them started fighting. All of a sudden, Marcus thought of something, ran to the side, and threw up. My assistant reminded me that I still had a business gathering to attend that evening. I'd had enough of this farce, so I ordered my bodyguards to kick them all out. … Later on, my best friend told me how Clara aged at lightning speed and ultimately had to rely on expensive medical equipment to stay alive.

Then I would make my decision. I know that once I got a second chance mate, I wouldn’t be getting another. Not unless the Goddess herself intervened on my behalf, which was doubtful. She had already helped me with the gifts that she had given me. I could never repay the biggest gift of all, by her allowing me to be reborn. I believe the gift she gave me, to be able to read minds, is a close second.

"Nadia, which one do you like? I've already trained them all for you. I lost my parents when I was young, and Grandpa raised me all by himself. All these years, he only had one wish: to see our family grow and thrive. My high-fertility genes made me the perfect candidate to make that happen. So, Grandpa brought in seven jacked jocks to get close to me. Athletes had the best stamina, especially when it came to that sort of thing, and these seven were handpicked from the best of the best. Every single one was a total animal, perfect for breeding. In my past life, I thought the same thing. Back then, I chose my favorite among them: Kyle Grant, the oldest. However, after the wedding, he showed h

“After that, Chairman Smith came to me, asking how he could stop the curse.” “A-And?” Chairwoman pressed, her voice tinged with nervous anticipation. The Shaman’s hand gently touched a small baby doll draped in a white cloth nearby. “The General told him that to break the curse, he had to resolve the resentment of the unborn child. The only way was to adopt an orphaned girl and raise her well. Only then would his fortune return.” I felt a chill run through me. My body grew cold, and I clutched my hands tightly beneath the table, trying to process the revelation.