Rebirth: Shattering My Sister's Facade Novels & Stories

“Where there is light, there will always be shadow. One cannot exist without the other. But there is beauty in balance.” She reached out, pressing her palm against Liora’s chest. A wave of silver fire spread through her, mending her wounds and stilling her sobs. “You will not bear this burden alone.” Scene 3: The Final Rebirth The earth rumbled. The Rebirth Moon split open like an egg, pouring rivers of liquid starlight across the land. Where it touched the dead, new life sprang forth—flowers blossomed from charred soil, wolves rose from their ashes, their wounds fading as their fur shimmered with streaks of gold and black.

Phoenix sobbed. The breakdown was total. The Queen of Rebirth was dead, buried under the rubble of a mother’s catastrophic failure. Her legs gave out, her knees slamming into the grit of the cave floor with a bone-jarring thud she didn't even register. Tears—hot, salt-heavy, and uncontrollable—cascaded down her face, cutting tracks through the gray soot on her cheeks. She bit her lip so hard the iron taste of blood flooded her mouth, a desperate, futile attempt to anchor herself as her mind spiraled into the image of her son becoming nothing more than a pile of gray dust in a New York basement she never truly escaped.

My mood was soured as I replayed the rejection in my head, each step I took back home heavy and hesitant. That was, until my sister’s voice snapped me back to reality. I snatched my gaze from the floor and straightened my head up, my expression hardening as I took her in. All thoughts of the jerk who’d broken my heart vanished in an instant. Lena was trembling, her body shaking uncontrollably, and her skin as pale as a ghost’s as she struggled to form a word.

“I began to surround myself with myself because the only people who love and believe in me are me. “ “I realised that I was stronger than I ever thought I could be. I was kind, I was loving, and I was worthy of being loved in return.” “My mind flashed to one more thing, getting reborn by the moon goddess isn’t just giving me a second chance.” “I was reborn so I can have my revenge on the people who made my life a living hell.” “And now!!!, I will be starting the revenge with you.” I thundered in rage. “And the revenge starts by giving you a painful and anguish death.”

"You don’t get it. You were always the 'miracle.' Mom and Dad reminded me daily how lucky I was to have you as a sister. But I was the one who worked hard. I stayed up studying while you were busy being 'gentle' and 'sweet.' I was the one in the shadow. I just wanted to be the light for once." "By killing our parents, Loanne?" I asked, my heart aching for the girl she used to be, even as I detested the woman she had morphed into. "You’d risk their lives for a title?" "They never noticed me!" Loanne screamed, her mask shattered. The "gentle" sister was gone, replaced by a woman consumed by years of decay. "They adored the idea of you! Silas was the only one who saw me as the person managing t

" I felt my back getting drenched in cold sweat when I heard Mom's familiar voice in my ear. It was then that I realized that I had been reborn. Mom's kind face looked eerie and terrifying to me. After all, she had never looked at me with such kindness before. In my past life, when I retrieved the gold bangle from the bedside table, my first instinct had been to give it to my younger sister, Irene Owens. However, she said Mom favored me over her and insisted that I should be the one to wear it. She forced the bangle over my knuckles and onto my wrist, then told me to take good care of it. I believed her. But I missed the look of disdain in her eyes when she looked at the bangle on my wrist.

I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of hope and fear. Sophie’s exasperation was palpable. “You must be kidding me,” she snapped, grabbing my hand and yanking me upright. As soon as I was on my feet, my heart began to hammer in my chest. The pounding was deafening, almost as if it was trying to ground me in this bewildering reality. I felt the shaky strength returning to my legs, and a rush of disbelief flooded my senses. I stared at Sophie with wide eyes. The realisation of what was happening hit me with full force; I had actually been REBORN.

I stared at her and right in before I could say a word, her face morphed into mother's and her expression was mocking now. “Ariiiiiii what's wrong?” I felt like crying again but before I could stop myself, the words came pouring out. "I was locked in a cold, dark cellar by Caleb and Susan," I continued, my words spilling out like a torrent, the memories flooding back in unbearable clarity. "They left me there to die. When the cellar finally collapsed on top of me, I thought that was the end. But then... I woke up in this new world, this rebirth, where I’m stronger and more beautiful than I ever was before."

“Everything.” I stared at her in disbelief again. Not because I thought she was lying, but because the more she spoke, the more the change in her behavior over the past couple of months began to feel justified. Now I know why she reacted the way she did and how her future knowledge was always accurate. What shocked me most though, was the absurdity of it all. Rebirth? Returning from death itself? All of it sounded impossible, yet, here she was, living proof that all of it was real.

"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.