Rebirth Story Novels & Stories

"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—"

I said with a weary tone. In my previous life, even years after my death, Herman and Ruby were never able to have children. When they eventually went to the doctor, Herman was diagnosed with azoospermia—he was incapable of having children. To solve this, they adopted a ten-year-old boy from an orphanage. Doing the math, it was obvious that the child Ruby was carrying now was none other than that boy from my previous life. This time, I had meticulously set the stage for a grand reveal.

The date flashed before my eyes, and my stomach lurched from shock. October 19, 2021. Three years ago. My breath caught in my throat, my vision spinning. *This isn’t possible. I stared at the date again, disbelief washing over me. I should be three years into the future, pregnant, and dead at the bottom of our mansion. But I’ve been brought back. Back when I was still his obedient wife. My hands trembled, and I gripped the phone tighter, trying to calm my racing thoughts. The nightmare I had just woken from—it hadn’t been a dream. It was a warning. A glimpse of what was to come if I let history repeat itself.

After everything, they had been given another chance together. Ever since Hannah had told him that her rebirth was real, that it wasn’t just a joke or a story she’d made up to cope with everything happening in their lives, he had been wondering why the Moon Goddess had given her a second chance at life. It seemed impossible, completely unheard of. The Moon Goddess bringing someone back from death and giving them a chance to fix what had led to their demise… Noah couldn’t believe it right away. But when Hannah had told him so sincerely about everything, every little detail of her life and death and rebirth, he realized that he had to believe her. For both of their sakes, he needed to believe

He twirled a ring on his finger and continued, "100 years ago, the four families found a mine loaded with gold and silver. It was chaos back then, so they wanted to use it to help people and fight off invaders. They held the line at Seamar City and stumbled onto a miracle." "You mean the rebirth thing Jeffery chased his whole life?" Most folks wouldn't buy that rebirth was real or that someone would wreck families over it. But Debra had lived it. She'd had a past life and this one. Rebirth was no fairy tale. Enoch's eyes bore into hers, like he could see right through her mind. "Earth's had millions of civilizations," he said. "We're just the latest. We think we're hot stuff, but compared to

But a Race. Seeing her change really captivate me. But i can’t accept a loss if i must fighting with her. So i’m changing too. My body became more bulkier, there’s a pair of of jet black bat wings and a sharp tail appeared on my back. In this world setting, not a setting anymore. I was reincarnated to a Incubus, that’s the reason i’m only thinking on running away. Because i can’t control my power, that tragedy happen. It’s a shame those two died but i’ll get my revenge eventually. I’ll tracking down all Rozen Kingdom descendant that still alive and i’ll enjoy their misery. With this girl help, i’m sure i can control my power.

REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.

"Don't you want revenge from the man who destroyed your beautiful life?" Princess Orla simply nodded her head, not thinking twice about it. "And you must discover the answer to your second question on your own. You will find out your 'How you got the Rebirth' when you get your revenge," the Moon Goddess said. ~~~~~~~~~~ The story is quite different from other Rebirth stories. The element of Rebirth comes after a few chapters as I wanted to give you time to understand the story. Please don't get confused. This is my first attempt at writing a werewolf/Lycan story. Constructive Feedback is always welcome. I hope you will enjoy it. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Looking forward to your support :-) Happy Reading :

… 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. Mirabelle, on the other hand, insisted on having Marcus' baby despite the scandal. However, because she was a woman of advanced maternal age who never went for prenatal checkups, her child was born with Down syndrome. She took her son to fight for the Pembroke family's inheritance, but they refused to acknowledge him and even sent Marcus to Rivora to lie low. With nowhere else to turn, she went online to livestream her sob story. The feud between them blew up so badly that it eventually made national news.

At the moment of her death, she completely lost all hope and severed her ties with the Harper family. Unexpectedly, she was bound to a system that took her to various small worlds to complete tasks. After completing these tasks, she was rewarded with life points, which she accumulated to return to her current world. Lindsay opened her right hand and looked at her palm. Her lifeline was very short, indicating that she had less than a year to live, only until the time she died in her previous life. The system had told her upon unbinding that if she wanted to extend her life, she needed more people to like her. The more people who liked her, or the more she helped others gain admiration, the lo