Reborn Eps 1 Novels & Stories

I force myself to clear every trace of emotion from my face, I have no idea what is happening right now, I don't know where I am, I don't know why I look different and I don't even know if I am alive but one thing I know for certain is that I cannot give myself away at least not yet, until I'm sure of what's happening her Questions flood my mind one after another. Am I still supposed to be marrying Aaron? Was my fall somehow an illusion? Did I survive the fall and wake up in some strange future where none of that happened? Or did Aaron choose another bride after trying to kill me, and somehow I am trapped inside her body? The possibilities make my head ache and nothing makes sense, I feel as

My parents standing there, watching me burn just so they could steal the Peterson family inheritance that rightly belonged to me. I squeezed my eyes shut to stop the memories playing in my mind like a mocking reel. I was not crazy. It had all been real. Every bit of the pain, the betrayal, and the fire. I had died in that wreckage. But somehow, I was back. Heaven—or maybe hell—had answered my final promise. I was reborn on the exact day my nightmare began. A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts. “Kira? Darling, are you awake?”

" After my rebirth, the first thing I did was install a microscopic, independent cabin camera to preserve evidence. "What? An interior camera?" Brenda's face flushed with pure shock. She whipped her head around, glaring at me with raw hatred. "You set this up! You planted that camera on purpose!" I shrugged. "If you hadn't taken my car to drive drunk, my camera wouldn't have caught anything. You reap what you sow, Brenda." Losing her mind, Brenda lunged forward to strike me. One of the officers caught her arm and yanked her back. "This isn't a place for you to throw a tantrum. If you've got something to say, you can say it in the interrogation room."

"Honey, if that lucky star dies, so be it. But our son… What a waste." Archie pulled her into his arms, and a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes. "She's not dead yet. Don't worry. I've got a plan. Ethan will not only wake up. He'll go viral and bring us even more traffic. As for this lucky star, let her die with purpose." After that, he submitted an application for the rebirth trial. The video ended. Watching the scenes flash by one after another, I fell into thought. After a moment, I finally let go.

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

“You tried to kill yourself, or perhaps it was an act to make me pity you, but the guard on duty ran after you, and people started talking; some even claimed I tried to kill you; why would I? You weren't even worth the stress... Well, you are fine, and well, I can see you've forgotten the right acts, seeing how years you run your tongue knowing how well I could beat the crap out of you. I waved him off, holding my hands into his face as a gesture that he had spoken enough. “How long have I been out?” I am running my fingers through my hair. “A week.” He responded. Staring intently at me. My heart cracked up hearing the words he spouted, fuck! I was back... I did not restore the balance by

Behind her, the thunder roared — the mansion lights flickering again. I jerked my arm free, my voice cracking. “Why show yourself now?” Her smile faded. “Because it’s almost time. Project Rebirth is active again. And when the final phase begins…” She leaned closer, her breath brushing against my ear. “…only one of us gets to survive.” Before I could react, she shoved me back. Hard. I hit the edge of the table and fell, the flashlight rolling away. The balcony doors swung open from the wind, sending papers flying.

“In that case, the person who invested in Ferra Film Group, became Jewell Corporation’s shareholder, and went to Country R three months ago is Eliza. Then who was the Reborn who appeared in the US six years ago?” “Yes. The first appearance of Reborn six years ago definitely wasn’t Eliza.” Ken nodded quickly. As expected of Young Master Jewell, he could grasp the essential points from a pile of mixed and complicated information.

My dad utters as he steadies me on my feet and against him. “Merry wow there.” Jenn exclaimed as she rushed to me. “My liege!” Crispin shrieked as he tried to move to me, only Sarah held him back. “Merida not so fast!” Sarah yelled as she pulled Crispin back “I called in the Gatlin’s, your guide told me you were friends through elementary school.” Ericson explained from his seat across from us. “I figured the more friends you have the more comfortable you will be as you learn everything. Plus, to answer your question, yes rebirth started with your family, but it has occurred more and more over the centuries with others. Crispin being one of those souls and Jenn Gatlin being another.”

Just as darkness surrounds me, a bright piercing white light forces its way to behind my eyes. A sharp pain registers in my chest as my heart bursts back into life, my lungs now burning painfully as I suck in air. “I am giving you a second chance to right the wrong against you.” A ghostly voice echoes out in my ears. My eyes shoot open…steel shutters have morphed into a blank white ceiling. The cold blood-soaked ground is replaced with the comfort of my bed. Gone are the mutant wolves trying to eat me alive. And beside me, Anton's heavy arm rests across my waist. I am back.…. I am reborn.