Romans & histoires Reborn As The Infamous Mom: Changing Fate And Breaking Labels

As a woman possessed, Mom stumbled and staggered down the bitterly cold corridor of the funeral home. The staff chased after her breathlessly and only managed to pull her back after great effort. "You can't do this! We understand the pain of losing your son, but life must go on!" Mom, like a crazed lioness, broke free from their grasps. "What do you people know? I'm going to personally expose his lies! A psychic once told me Brett was destined to live a long life—there's no way he could die just like that. This has got to be another one of his tricks!"

To keep their child close — legally, cleanly — he had sent my real baby to an orphanage and used a special drug to scramble my sense of smell so I couldn't tell my child had been swapped. What he never knew was that Bellis hadn't pushed him toward me out of any pity for my broken heart. She just didn't want him. Not then. The Silver Moon Pack he ruled over was small and poor and barely worth her time. She kept him dangling but refused to commit, because her ambition was always bigger — she wanted to be the mate of the werewolf king. They turned my child into an orphan. And I never got to see my baby — not even once — before I died.

“I’m sorry, Dylan. I really am! Please don’t press charges. I know you were good to me, and I do like you. I really do! I was going to get rid of this baby and break up with Wayne. I wanted to start over with you. Give me another chance, please!” Before I could say a single word, Maya’s mother grabbed her and dragged her away. “Maya! Haven’t you embarrassed yourself enough? If I couldn’t teach you well at home, I’ll let the law do it!” I watched everything with cold detachment. I didn’t feel happy at all. All I felt was release. My revenge was complete, but I had died once, terribly. When I returned home, I shut myself in my room and slept for an entire day and night. Only then did the exhau

because no one ever told her she could say no. I was reborn. And I was done being polite to predators.

[“Now that we have been given the chance, we can seek the revenge we want.” I straighten up. “Revenge.” ...[“But for that, I need to tell you the entire story, what happened in my life, which is your first life. I will tell you who your friends are. I will tell you the mistakes I made, so that you may not fall into the pit I fell into.”]... “So, it really is true. I have been reborn.” ...[“Well, obviously. You literally just walked through the gate of the reborn. November, darling, keep up.]...

I don’t know how I am still upright. Four weeks is all it took to turn everything upside down and on its head. My life, which I thought was stable and happy, will never be the same again, even if things should be returned to their original order. I’m not Bryans. That whole mess with my mom and him is still to come. My bio dad should be told. Dane doesn’t need to flee for fear of incest, and my mom is a fucking liar. But I guess she always has been.

They may have been reborn, but now they have two different identities and personalities only trapped with memories from the past. They can change that. They can still lead happy fulfilled lives. They just need to accept what fate has written for them. Never try to rewrite the stars or it might just come crashing down, bringing pain and regrets. What will be will be. ***~~*** *************** ***************

But I promise to make him suffer as much as he made you. I promise to take karma in my own hands, if I have to. To become my own hero in the story of my life. But I will never let another innocent like me, suffer a fate like I did mom. I would not let this world change an innocent girl like me to be a monster like me again I promise to love and forgive mom. But first, I promise to love myself. ...

she asked, her voice trembling. I nodded, tears welling up. This reunion should bring happiness, but anxiety gripped me. Marcus...the mere thought of his name made me boil within. My heart still ached, but this time, I vowed to protect it. No more blind love. No more vulnerability. This reincarnation brought a chance for redemption and I would not waste it. Taking a deep breath, I opened my arms to my mother. “Mom,” I whispered, embracing her tightly. For now, I would focus on healing and rebuilding.

My parents were waiting for me downstairs, their expressions filled with pride and excitement. “You look beautiful, sweetpea,” Mom said, her eyes shining with tears. “Thanks, Mom,” I said, forcing a smile. Dad nodded, his expression serious but filled with warmth. “You’ll do great tonight, Lilac. Just be yourself.” I nodded, though the words felt hollow. Be myself. But who was I anymore? The girl who had been reborn, the girl who had seen the future and was trying to change it? Or the girl who was hopelessly in love with a man who might not be her mate?