Reborn Doll Heartbeat Novels & Stories

Cushion's body, causing it to glow. Slowly, every piece of glass that had pierced her body began to fall out, and her wounds healed up, her skin regaining its freshness as though they were never in an accident. When everything had healed, the glow disappeared and Mrs. Cushion looked brand new. After a few seconds, she gasped for air, her eyes fluttered open and held her stomach as she sort to feel the pain she had felt before taking her last breath, however she felt nothing. Her eyes narrowed to Cruella and she jumped up in shock. Cruella's eyes returned back its normal color but the time freeze was still on.

Alyssa Watson I jumped out of the bed, forgetting my body was still weak and went to stand in front of the full-length mirror. Have I been reborn? Did the heavens decide to have compassion on me just as I have requested? I touched the unfamiliar face and absentmindedly, a grateful smile crept out of my lips. I have been reborn! I have been given a second chance! I threw a punch in the air and muttered, "Yes!" "What are you doing?" A voice asked, jolting me out. Swiftly, I turned my head and was captivated by the man standing beside the door, holding the doorknob.

my subconscious warned me . Walking back up to my room, I wore my sandals and rushed out of the house, making anyone suspect me is the last thing I want so I decided to go on a stroll, I came to a stop at the park and sat on a bench taking in the scene of some playing children with their parents and something tugged at my heart, " I can't wait to see my babies playing in park like this one day" . Taking note of every single thing a child did surprisingly kept me calm and took my mind of reality for a brief moment and those were one of my best moments. So guys tell me what you think, who is the male person working with Melissa? Send in your thoughts on the comment section 💖💖

Maybe he was the one on the carriage I saw before I passed out. “I’m sorry but after I was poisoned not too long ago, I don’t remember much.” I said. It was true though. After the poisoning, the real Sayori died and I was reborn as her. Yukio stood up from the bed and spoke to his servant. After a while, he came back to talk to me.

My knees were covered in bruises, my palms calloused, but I felt no pain. I have to win. I'm gonna climb over the heads of everyone who looked down on me. On the day of the assessment, the holographic simulated jungle reeked of ozone and fake blood. I moved through the treetops like a ghost. Lock on, strike, slit throat. My movements were fluid, no wasted motion. When the last simulated enemy dropped, my scoreboard showed a perfect kill count that broke the school record. However, when the final rankings were announced on the big screen.

I felt uncomfortable and I could barely breath, there was sometimes when I would dream about being rejected, the pain that I feel in my heart jolts me awake. I was depressed just like I was after what happened with my parents. I wasn't born a rogue, the situation made me a rogue, and I am trying all I can to shed off the rogue's aura on my body, and I have a feeling I'll be able to get that done with Carter's help, and that was why I decided to work for him. Even when what he does is against my intentions, I'll still follow him, unless he plans on hurting my mate.

"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. …

My eyes snapped open. My breathing was uneven, chest rising and falling rapidly. This wasn’t a dream. This was a past life. My hands trembled as I stared at the pendant again. I had died. And I was here again. Reborn. In the same world. With the same people. With Aurelia still alive. A slow, dangerous smile curved my lips. “So that’s how it is,” I muttered. Fate gave me another chance. Not to repeat mistakes. Not to watch from the sidelines.

Olivia’s breath caught. Her vision blurred. Her knees buckled, And right before she hit the floor, A second heartbeat pulsed inside her. Then a third. Then a fourth. Her stomach tightened painfully as the air exploded with energy. The last thing she heard was the unified whisper of countless souls, “The vessel awakens.” The unborn child pulses with multiple heartbeats, each one belonging to a different Bloodbound soul waiting to be reborn…

Then, I brought the box out of the drawer and packed the clothes back in. "Here you go, baby!" I said, to the box as I carried it. I walked towards my bed and placed it on the bed, and then I sat beside it. I began to unseal the box. A smile appeared on my face when I opened the box and saw the vibrator lying in there. It was the exact purple color I ordered. The perfect 8.6 inches. Just the way I loved it. I grabbed the bottom of my top and was about to take it off when I heard a knock on the door.