Rebirth Of Han Yuxi นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She ran like haven't done before. She knew the power of the mate bond and even though she was the domineering one in her marriage with Damian, she knew that at this point, there was little or nothing she could do. But she would not give up. Damian was hers and hers alone. She was the Luna and will always be the Luna. Her rebirth happened for a reason and she was not going to throw this second chance away. Never.

He kept his head lowered, continuing to block me without saying a single word. I clutched my pocket knife as I warily asked him, "What the hell do you want?" He raised his head to look at me. He had a complicated emotion swirling in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse when he called out my name. I didn't say a single word in response. I wondered if he was going to beg me to empathize with Frank and Madison again. "You were reborn, weren't you?" My expression morphed into one of shock upon hearing his words. I whipped around and tried to make a break for it.

She would bring back only the purest souls, those who had been wronged and taken too soon. “And when the new moon is upon us,” her father continued, his voice full of awe, “she makes her decision. Those who are worthy—are reborn in another body, another life. But they will never be the same. They walk with the memories of their former selves, but their new path will be different.” At the time, Lily had listened, comforted by the idea of rebirth—of second chances. Little did she know, her second chance would come, though it would be nothing like she had imagined.

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.

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

As spring turned to summer, rain started falling. It was eerily similar to the day I died. The detention center was damp and cold. Harry had lost a lot of weight. His hands were cuffed, and he wore a thin prison uniform as he sat across from me behind the glass. He should not have looked so miserable. His methods for consolidating the Grant family’s followers after his rebirth were ruthless. Old Master Grant was utterly disappointed in him, so much so that he refused to see him even on his deathbed.

She whispered to her reflection: “If they want me… they’re not ready for what happens next.” Because Sheraphina wasn’t the same fragile girl she’d been before rebirth. She had survived death once. She wouldn’t bow to the shadows now.

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

He touched his face, feeling the hot, metallic wetness, his mind going completely blank. I crouched down in front of her. "Do you know why the spicy eating competition, which was supposed to happen six months from now, started today instead? "After I came back, I noticed you'd changed. You weren't as ruthless with me as before. So I reached out to the organizers and threw in a few hundred thousand dollars to move it up." "Because I remembered that a year ago today, you drew the bellflower." I chose the same moment three years later to draw the reversed version. Then, I soaked that rare black bellflower I had spent forever tracking down with her blood.