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His expression was almost too excited to hide. "Read the headlines. The real show is just getting started." I looked at the paper. The front page showed a woman in black gloves, standing on a cargo ship, her profile sharp as a blade. The bold text read: The Widow Returns: Mysterious Arms Dealer Declares War on the Underworld. I stood up, a jolt of excitement running through me. It was the figure that haunted my dreams night after night. Mom was alive. She was really back!

Sawyer tells him. “Let’s go,” Huck agrees. “We can figure out how to use them.” Huck does more research and finds a company that makes actual live rounds for over $100 each. While Sawyer drives, he makes a call and works out a purchase of 2000 rounds. His cover is it's a convention for fantasy writers, and this will be their gifts. “You have an imagination, my friend,” Sawyer comments. “I have to,” Huck comments as he calls to cancel the casing orders. “I'm a fucking werewolf hunter now.”

Freezes. Then slowly looks up at me. “You,” he breathes. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Why are you everywhere? In person, online… even in my dreams?” Everything clicks. “Tell me the dream,” I say quietly. He hesitates. “Wait… does that mean you’ve been reborn too?” The word settles between us. Reborn. Impossible. Yet the only thing that makes sense. “I don’t know,” I whisper. But I do. It hits me all at once.

" She wishes she could ask anyone related to that. But then she remembered her siblings, who were looking younger. At this point, they should be almost 10. Their death would take place when they were 12. Two years later. She rose up again and walked over to the mirror. The next thing she knew, she had removed all her clothing and looked over her back in the mirror. She got a big scare once a fight in her past life, but now it's clean and clear. There was not a scar on her back. It means she returns to her past just one week before her 18th birthday. When Sara, her She-Wolf, showed up and chose Jamil as her mate. This whole calculation made her stunned. She could never imagine it was even pos

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She grabbed my arm and started pulling me back without another word. My blood went cold. Elaine, the sister who'd spoiled me my whole life, was working with Frederick! I lowered my head and bit down on her hand. The moment her grip loosened, I spun around and bolted, only to slam straight into a man's solid chest. The scarred man's grin was disgusting. His thick fingers wrapped around my throat and squeezed. "Mr. Smith, my lady paid 10 million for you. Where do you think you're going?" The memories of being humiliated and abused by that sleazy rich woman and her thugs in my previous life resurfaced in my mind.

“After that, Chairman Smith came to me, asking how he could stop the curse.” “A-And?” Chairwoman pressed, her voice tinged with nervous anticipation. The Shaman’s hand gently touched a small baby doll draped in a white cloth nearby. “The General told him that to break the curse, he had to resolve the resentment of the unborn child. The only way was to adopt an orphaned girl and raise her well. Only then would his fortune return.” I felt a chill run through me. My body grew cold, and I clutched my hands tightly beneath the table, trying to process the revelation.

- Damon Gilbert Brown, Owner of D&D’s, House address - 13 Brown Estate, Office address - 675 Bayview lane- The message read, I just stared at the information I had in my hands, my lips stretched into a small smile, I phone beeped again and it was another message from him, -Loose my number, our business is done- I swiped away from his message and clicked on my contact, I dailed the number I wanted to call and slowly raised my phone to my ear, “Collin, I need your help,” 5:00pm … Collin parked few meters away from D&D’s, he was seated in the driver’s seat and I was seated just beside him, “Who are we waiting for?!” He asked in a whisper slowly turning to look at me, I gently took my eyes off t

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

He paused before adding: “I want you to be the ambassador for our new skincare line. Just one photoshoot and a short interview.” Sheraphina considered it carefully… Then nodded. “I’ll do it.” Grandpa smiled—a soft, relieved smile she rarely saw. The photoshoot dropped the next morning. A simple image: Sheraphina sitting beneath white blossoms, soft light across her features, serenity in her eyes. It went viral within two hours. “Who is she?” “The reborn angel of the Vale family!” “Beauty + brains + calmness? I’m obsessed.” “She’s the most elegant ambassador they’ve ever had.”