Rebirth Two Lives Novels & Stories

My fingers were already trembling as I kept staring at the date. In my past life, I died in February 2026. I had been locked in that basement for so long I had lost track of time, I instantly felt a cold chill, as the phone dropped from my hand to the floor. I instantly froze, my heart beating frantically. Did I really just go back in time?

Everything seems to blur together more by the minute. I hear a familiar man’s voice say, “Will she know?” A woman responds to him, “She’ll know that she’s been reborn, but she won’t know that it’s a second time.” A second time? A second rebirth? How is that possible? My body is hot, hotter than what seems humanly possible. I’m dying for some type of relief and I hear the man say, “I’m so sorry, love, I swear it won’t happen again.”

« Brother Damien, I need to tell you something important about me, us, because we need to think about this altogether. I know that it’s hard to understand, but what I will be saying is the truth, so I hope that you’ll believe me. » « You are scaring me, Bonine. Are you alright? If someone is making your life miserable, I can make him understand his place. » « No, not at all, the truth is… I was reborn. I lived this life now twice; this is my second one. Well, I didn’t want to tell you this, but I can’t be in this alone. I need support. » He put his hand on my forehead, checking whether I have a fever or not. As I thought he wouldn’t believe me. I sigh.

Squatting down, I held her chin and whispered into her ear, "In my previous life, you two scoundrels leeched off me, and you're doing it again in this life. Shayla, do you really think I'm that fucking stupid?" Shayla's eyes widened, her expression filled with horror. "You… you are…" "Yes, that's right. I was reborn, just like you," I whispered. Shayla shook her head hard. "No, that's impossible. If you were reborn, why didn't you buy this lottery ticket?" Something occurred to her. She grabbed my hand and asked, "No, wait. In the previous life, you bought this lottery ticket and won 50 million dollars. It was the same shop and the same numbers. What happened?"

Torvi had been quiet since Seraphine came in, which for Torvi meant she was working up to something specific. "Who helped you with the rebirth?" Torvi said. Seraphine's eyes moved to her. Something in Seraphine's expression shifted, not defensively. More like the look of someone who respects the quality of the question being asked. "No one," she said. "That's not possible," Torvi scoffed. "A second rebirth requires a practitioner to hold the working from the outside while the subject executes it from within. The feedback loop of performing it on yourself is…" "I'm aware of what it requires," Seraphine said. Her voice was even and careful.

But he was too scared to stare right into Harris eyes, so his gaze found mine instead. I could feel the hatred within his eyes when he turned to stare at me, "You…" he gasped, his voice low and trembling as blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth, “You did this to me,” I frowned. “I did not do anything to you,” I answered, “Yet.” I was certainly going to get my revenge when the apocalypse started. I couldn’t exactly kill him now unless I wanted to spend the next week in jail. So, he was going to live, for now.

“To be honest with you. I have lived this life once. I know how I died in my past life, who you married and yet somehow that’s changed because I know at some point you die too. So tell me this voice has something to do with that, doesn’t it?” “Whatever you are thinking, it’s all in your head. You are stressed out and…” “That’s not a fucking excuse!” She thunders with a low tone deeper than her normal voice. Sweat beads at my forehead. I look everywhere but thinking of an answer won’t be a lie or truth either. I haven’t been truly honest with her as well. I do know she was reborn because I did come back to life myself. Somehow, after she died, something triggered the rebirth circle.

After the SAT results come out, the girl everyone knows as the school's scholarship case throws a lavish graduation party. That same night, I get a text alert saying my credit card has been maxed out. I go to confront her, but she's already in my boyfriend's arms, sobbing like she's the victim. "Just because I'm on financial aid, I'm not allowed to throw a party?" My boyfriend rushes to comfort her and turns on me instead. "Your family's loaded anyway. Spending a little on Lacey isn't going to kill you." Sure, my family has money, but I'm not a saint, and I don't see why I should be footing her bills. I refuse to back down. I call the police to make her pay me back, but my boyfriend re

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.

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.