Novel & Cerita Reborn And Remade: Pursued By The Billionaire

"But he's cautious. If you go in guns blazing the way you apparently did with Grayson, you'll spook him permanently." "I've learned since then." "Good. Because this is the only real lead either of us has found." Odessa leaned back, arms crossed. "My price, since you asked before. I don't want money. I want to know what happens once this is finished. Whether the Reapers survive intact, or whether Roland finally gets what he's been chasing for twenty years." "Why does that matter to you?" Something flickered behind Odessa's guarded expression, old and unreadable. "Because I watched what happened to the last club Roland decided to erase. I'd like to see him lose, for once, before I'm too old to

“You’re finally meeting me. I saw you getting scolded on the internet these few days. I got so furious out of anxiety. Felix Media is trash. You shouldn’t have gone back. But don’t worry. We’re on the same boat from now on. I’ll surely avenge you.” Skyler was puzzled. Did something happen that she did not know of? It was the first time she knew that Eliza and Levi had such a good relationship. No wonder there were paid accounts who dug Monte out. It turned out that… Skyler suddenly understood everything. She was more in awe of her wise decision to follow Eliza. “Is the money ready?” Eliza withdrew her hand and asked calmly. “Yes.” Levi’s gaze was complicated. As expected of the famous figure

He did all of it to make sure that when the dust settled, the only Reed left standing was the one he had already trained to obey, me. Aurora's hand touches my shoulder. Light, brief, not comfort, permission to feel it. I don't look up. "What do we do?" Damien asks. Aurora answers before I can. "We go back to the bank. We add this recording to the filing. And we make sure Arthur's restructuring is challenged before the trust locks at thirty-five." My birthday is in eleven days, eleven days. Of course Arthur pushed the timeline. Not sunset, not tomorrow. Eleven days before the machine becomes permanent and the boy he raised becomes the man he designed. I look up finally.

A cold, dark feeling settled in Scarlett's chest, followed by a slow, subtle smirk. They were going to buy as many stocks as they could. They were going to demand early access chips for the whole family. They thought they were buying their way into the future. In her past life, her parents had survived the initial outbreak by hiding behind their money and building a pathetic little camp, only to throw her baby into the mud to save themselves. They hadn't taken the chips into their body. But if they took those chips early this time around? ‘Go ahead’, Scarlett thought, watching Chloe laugh at something her father said. ‘Inject the whole family. I won't stop you.’ Honestly, he hoped that would

I definitely couldn’t tell anyone that I died and came back to life, that I knew she would try to kill me just to become the Luna. I went back to my room and sat down, thinking hard. I felt as though there was something I was missing. There was something more to this story. “Lyca? Are you there?” I called out to my wolf. “Yes Athena. I’m right here.” “Is it possible for a person to be mated twice?” “What do you mean?” “Think about it. In my previous life, Greta suddenly became Luna immediately after Aiden rejected me. How did that happen?”

The call ended. I placed my phone on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Damian was interested. It wasn't a promise, but it was progress. I walked to my desk and opened my notebook again. My eyes moved over the names I had written earlier. Pearl Summers. James Thornton. Richard and Eleanor Summers. These were the people who had destroyed my first life. But now I had another chance. I would reclaim my identity as A-Star. I would protect my paintings, expose Pearl's lies, and make James regret ever betraying me.

The one I wore the night he proposed. Victoria’s work. I picked it up. Put it on. It smelled like mildew and the girl I used to be. I opened my bank app. One last time. _Account Frozen._ I started laughing. The sound tore out of me like a nail from wood. I walked out the front door. Into the storm. Barefoot. The gate was locked. I climbed it. Steel cut my palms. My feet. I hit the pavement on the other side. Blood mixed with rain.

I had been watching that face my whole life and I was so tired of it. Every time something should have finally finished her, she came out of it. The kidnapping. The business attacks. The smear campaign. All of it. She just kept walking forward, kept rebuilding, kept collecting more people who were loyal to her. But you could not come back from being dead. "This time she doesn't make it home," I said. "That's the plan." "Good." I meant it. "Good." I hung up and kept walking. The sun was actually out. I tilted my face toward it for a second and just let myself feel it. I was out. Scarlett was on her way to a country where nobody knew her and nobody was watching, and what happened over there wo

The voice was akin to the same voice that introduced her to the system and Suzanne kept her mind lulled, trying to listen with all that she had. Again, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to fully immerse in the experience. SYSTEM: Welcome to the ThreeBirth System. You are in the first tier of the three rebirth and you have been reborn as a mafia's wife. Suzanne's heart skipped a beat, a mixture of confusion and disbelief flooding her mind. She couldn't comprehend the words she was hearing. How could she be reborn as someone else entirely? What she had thought the second shot at life would be was to be back as Suzanne Bevan, with supernatural power or some might to take on her enemies, but

And before I could reply, he turned toward the door, already issuing orders to his security detail over the phone. I stood frozen, staring after him, the echo of his touch still burning against my skin. The storm outside had ended, but a new one was brewing and this time, it wasn’t just Richard I had to fear. Because somewhere deep down, a terrible truth whispered through my mind: Project Rebirth wasn’t just his creation. It was mine. --- Elena’s forgotten connection to Project Rebirth begins to surface suggesting that her second chance at life might not have been fate, but the result of something far darker.