Rebirth Wife Novels & Stories

Stanley glared at his son, his face red with suppressed rage, but he said nothing more. I should have felt grateful. I was. In my last life. My husband had just stood up for me in front of his family for the first time. It was the happiest day in my marriage life, thinking that he cared for me. And I don’t just mean the first two years of marriage. I meant the entire four years total, including the two years I have yet to live before I die. Yes, I died. And I was reborn. But not to a time before this miserable marriage, when I could have avoided this life entirely. No, I woke up to this very day. This day that doomed me.

Teaching them to be strong, to be unafraid. I lowered my head, pressing a kiss to the crown of each tiny head, breathing in the scent of new life, fresh and perfect. My chest ached with love so sharp it was blissfully painful. Ruby’s voice thrummed through me again, clear and fierce: We are reborn. You, me, and them. And no one will take this from us. I nodded faintly, clutching them closer. I believed her; I wasn’t dying anymore, wasn’t broken. I was alive and reborn along with my children.

An assassin for the Mother’s Revenge. I found my purpose; I found my home. In two men I love with my all. Two men who have been there through it all. A mafia Don and a biker of The Princes Of Darkness MC. I am no longer the broken mafia biker princess, no. I am Rebel, the wife of a Don and the wife of a biker. THE END. Hey lovelies, thank you so much for reading our Rebel’s story. I know it was heartbreaking to read as it was to write. So thank you for sticking with it.

I looked at the ground blankly then entered back into the room. “If this is 2022, which is a year before I died, then does that mean I had gone back to the past?! Then if I am reborn, does that mean I have been given a chance to revenge and make things right?! Then—” I thought of everything and concluded…I am back!

"She killed my parents! If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have ended up like this!" It was only then that I learned the whole story. Shane had married me out of obligation in return for saving his life. When Hailey had returned from studying abroad, she had been consumed by jealousy. She had hired some people to pretend to kidnap Shane's parents, intending to force them to make Shane divorce me so that she could be his wife instead. Unfortunately, her plan backfired on her. Of the three people she'd hired, one of them had long coveted the McClure family fortune. He truly intended to get his hands on the money.

I blurted out without looking at her. She gasped loudly. "What?! You two are marr…” I quickly covered her mouth once I realized what I just told her. "You can't tell anyone about it,” "You better tell me everything. Every single thing that I need to know, and don't you dare keep any detail away,” Chloe said sternly, ready to get the full story. I sighed. Looks like she's the first person that's going to know about my marriage with Cole. I didn't tell Chloe about every single detail. I just told her that Cole and I have been married for a few days now, and that's it. I didn't tell her that I was reborn because it'll be difficult to take in. She might think I'm crazy.

The wooden floor creaked under the old heater. My plant by the window drooped pitifully, as it always did whenever I forgot to water it. It was peaceful. “I still can’t believe this.” I whispered, pressing a hand against my forehead. “A new opportunity. But, why?” My voice cracked slightly. After everything, years of manipulation, isolation, and fear. I had opened my eyes in my younger body. Before the marriage. Before I ever stepped foot into the world that destroyed me. This life was a reset.

At that moment, I thought that I had lifted the shadows from him and brought back the young man I once knew. Later, we got married and had a pair of adorable children. But when the children were ten years old, I fell seriously ill and was paralyzed in bed. I couldn't even turn over on my own. That very day, Zachary walked into our home holding hands with Vivian, the same woman who was supposed to be dead. I never expected she would still be alive. What broke me even more was that my own children ran happily into her arms, cheerfully calling her "Mom". I trembled in shock, unable to utter a single word.

A familiar pain surged through me as I opened my eyes, and a blinding white light hung overhead. “Look at our son, Tanya—look how adorable he is,” my husband, Damien Slater, said as he cradled a baby at the edge of the hospital bed, his smile warm and bright. I glanced around the room, then at Damien’s youthful face, and the realization hit me: I had been reborn. This was the very day I had given birth in my previous life—the same day my own child had been killed by this monster!

My stepsister killed me. All because her marriage fell apart and she couldn’t stand the sight of mine. She envied the glittering illusion of my “perfect” life—never realizing the truth about what my so-called perfect marriage really was. And luckily, the fate had given me another chance. I was reborn before everything happened. “Father, I want to marry Silas Vane.” The moment Lila spoke his name, a chill raced down my spine. I knew instantly—she had been reborn just like me.