Reborn Cuddle Body Novels & Stories

She put the name at the darkest corner of her mind and hoped to never remember it again. One can only become a Reborn when one is dying. The brains of humans is said to be alive some minutes before it dies with the body. The brain is, therefore, transferred into an artificial body. The memories, thoughts and freewill remain with the Reborn when they are woken.

It was Sora, he must’ve come up to me. I averted my gaze and looked down. Please don’t come any closer. I may not be able to hold myself back. He put his arms around me and pulled me closer to him. I could feel the warmth of his body on my back. Please for the love of God; don’t make me do things I’ll regret. I’m a virgin, I don’t have any experience. Wait, this body is not a virgin anymore. Yukina gave birth to Yukio. But I’m inexperienced…

"Isla isn't breathing anymore! It's your fault that our daughter has lost her mother at such a young age!" Felix Zane's roar ripped through the winter air as he knelt by my best friend, Isla Kingsley's drenched, ice-cold body lying motionless on the riverbank. The onlookers watched his grief-stricken display with pity in their eyes. If I hadn't been reborn, I might have believed his performance too. …

“Rebirth isn't unheard of.” My breath catches. “Why would she do that?” “I don't have the answer, perhaps as a warning or maybe as a mercy. It could be a number of things.” she says. “But I can say this—I’ll do everything to help you. We must be careful. We might not know the reason, but we know something nefarious was waiting for you. It was why you were blinded.” She points to a row of glass bottles. “This salve, morning. That incense, before bed. It will help ground you and work to start bringing forth any abilities you may have. We'll meet three times a week.”

“Why am I here?” “You are Luna. Living in my body,” the voice from earlier replied. “I am Alara. The moon goddess has given you a second chance. You and I now own this body. You will have to live my life. You can't tell anyone that you aren't me. You have to promise. Please.” She was begging, and the sound of it brought tears to my eyes. “Then what happens to you?” I asked, and she didn't reply again. I didn't know how I was supposed to be living a life that wasn't mine. How was I supposed to fit in? How long could I keep the cover?

Dark tendrils of energy snaked their way up my arm, enveloping me in an ethereal embrace. Pain ripped through my body as bones cracked and rearranged themselves, reshaping me into a creature of the night. My skin stretched and split, covered in a dense coat of fur that bristled with untamed power. My senses heightened, filling the chamber with a cacophony of scents and sounds previously imperceptible to me.

He lay on my bed with a grim expression, the crimson blood from his tail soaking my blanket. Looking at the web of wounds covering his body, I subconsciously reached out, but Thalyx pushed me away with a fierce look before my fingers could touch them. "Don't touch me." His cold eyes were filled with disgust, and he raised his head proudly as if he were the owner of this room. "I-I need treatment. Give me the medicine, and I'll repay you many times over in the future." Seeing Thalyx's arrogant expression, I knew he had been reborn like me.

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

I concluded and with that I removed the phone from my ear , I slowly stood up to my feet and walked towards my wardrobe, I pulled it open and my gaze met with Damon’s army green blazer. I contemplated giving it back to him but what logical explanation would I give to him on returning it, what if these items does not even exist in his present world and I end up looking like a fool. How in the world would I tell him that we’ve had an intimate encounter before, but I died that night and somehow got reborn without sounding crazy, I exhaled deeply and closed the wardrobe with a soft thud. This would definitely be one of my deepest darkest secret.

I had documented everything, from the text messages Mom and Dad had sent to the details of their arrangement with the Hesters, on my phone. From the very moment I was reborn, I had been playing a high-stakes game to reclaim my life.