Novel & Cerita Reborn And Ready To Slay

It had no face, no voice, but its presence was like a whisper in my soul: "Reborn, but not destroyed." And before I could understand the real meaning, the floor beneath my feet broke, like glass from an old dream, and I didn't scream, just accepted the fact as Naomi and I embraced and accepted our future, because in the end, we would no longer be us, but the new creature.

A chorus of growls and howls filled the air as my pack prepared to defend our home. I tore off my shirt, the fabric ripping away as my bones snapped and reshaped. Fire coursed through my veins as my muscles expanded, fur sprouting along my arms and spine. My claws elongated, sharpening into deadly weapons. My shift was seamless, practiced, and when I landed on all fours, I was no longer just Kael—I was the beast within. And I was ready for war. I launched forward, reaching the front lines as the first wave of Shadowborn tore through the trees. Their dark, corrupted forms moved unnaturally fast, their eyes glowing an eerie, soulless black.

Our daughter’s birth would be the spark that ignited a new era, one where the Reaper and his Queen would either rule supreme or burn everything down trying. As the mountains rose around us, I felt another strong kick. Our fighter was ready. And so were we.

, how I begged for my life and my unborn child. How I was starved and tortured till I was finally stabbed to death. I will make sure they bleed, till they beg for death I picked up my phone and called Micheal, after a few rings he picked. “It’s time” i said

Silas roared, the porcelain around his chest beginning to crack. The gold-and-sapphire light in his marrow flared with a new, jagged intensity. It wasn't the "Pure" light of the High Council anymore; it was the "Heresy" of the Reborn. He used the memory of his shame as a lever, prying himself out of the Protocol’s grip. He lunged for the mercury-figures, his gold-and-sapphire aura clashing against their silver surfaces. Every strike he made left a "stain" of gold on their sterile skin. He wasn't just fighting them; he was "dirtying" them.

"Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too." Her pupils shrank. The color in her face faded completely. "You... You were reborn too?" I did not answer. I just looked at her. Maggie rested a hand on my shoulder. Her voice was gentle, but the weight behind it was unmistakable. "Gage, the police are already downstairs. What do you want to do to her?" I looked at Senna's face, the same face I had once been obsessed with. Now, all I felt was revulsion. "Whatever she did to me and my father in the last life, I want it paid back a hundred times over."

Rose’s POV I didn’t even realize I had moved until my knuckles were white, twisted deep into the cheap fabric of the masseuse collar. My vision was tunneling, the edges of the room turning into a blurred mess of moss covered walls and expensive aromatherapy steam. I wasn't the reborn woman anymore. I was that girl in the basement again, feeling the cold steel of the dagger pressing against my stomach. "Who gave you this?!" I screamed. My voice sounded shredded, like I had been swallowing glass. "Who? Answer me!"

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.

Which is kind of weird? "Too hasty Aurken, I just gave you an overview for you to understand, the third type I mentioned, which is being reborn with half of one's original age consume, can also drain one's necro if the necro of a reborn is not enough. So talented reborn of this class is because being able to provide the necessary amount of necro in their reborn state, means they have massive amounts of necro." A voice from a seemingly old man. "So basically, what you're trying to say doc is-"

"You've been given another shot at life. However, for your revenge to be more purposeful, the body you are currently in, isn't yours. You've possessed the body of a very weak Luna who was killed by her enemy in the pack. While you are having your revenge, you must focus on not getting killed the second time." Then it faded... ..... "Are you awake now?" A voice tugged at my consciousness. I opened my eyes, my gaze landing on a masked figure.. Looking closely, I gasped. "Alpha Kaden?" I questioned with an iota of doubt. "Did falling from the stairs induce amnesia?" He asked with a chuckle. I shuddered. What was this? I had been reborn. However, not as Reene but Alpha's Kaden mate? The weak Lun