Reborn For Love And Revenge นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Even if she was finally kicked out of the Sanchez family and had nothing in her career and family, they still refused to let her go. In the end, they slaughtered and killed her. This hatred never ends. Fortunately, God took pity on her and let her be reborn, and it happened to be the night when she was framed to have an accident. Unlike before the rebirth, she didn't lose herself at the beginning. Now that the decline has been reversed, she must live a wonderful life when she is reborn. And those who harmed her, she would not let any of them go. The familiar but long-lost phone rang, Ashley was startled for a while, and then she took out the phone from her bag.

At that instant, as she stood there watching her husband with another woman, she realized just how wrong she’d been playing, how she’d deviated from her revenge plans, how she’d let Caspian distract her mind and caused her to loose focus on the reason for her rebirth. She’d focused on her silly romance with Caspian and had forgotten the betrayal from her past life, the revenge plans that she had for Elle and Jason. She forgot everything including how badly they’d hurt her and how much she hated them to death. But it wasn’t too late, was it? It wasn’t too late to correct everything and make sure that her enemies pay for their crimes against her. Perhaps it was time to complete her Rebirth in

Upstairs on the second floor, the muffled sounds coming from the bedroom grated on my nerves. I pressed my fingers to my aching temples and took in the familiar sight of the house. Then it hit me—I was back! I was reborn! My gaze was locked on the bedroom upstairs, rage burning in my eyes. That shameless Sephine Fidel! She'd brought her side piece home and had me take the fall. In my past life, I'd forgotten a file at home. I'd jumped in a cab and returned home to grab it, only to walk in on my sister-in-law, Sephine Fidel, mid-affair.

Marcello I stared at Solane’s frame beneath me as she surrendered her body willingly to me. Her moans drove me crazy, making me increase my pace. We both seemed to want each other and the thought of her letting me touch her was a sweet relief, washing away the hurt I felt in my heart whenever she looked at me with raw hatred. She was finally opening up to me and it's a sign that she has forgiven me. Being drunk tonight was a good disguise to know whether she has forgiven me for killing her father. With a merry heart, my lips covered hers again, tasting her cherry lips again.

My stepsister killed me. All because her marriage fell apart and she couldn’t stand the sight of mine. She envied the glittering illusion of my “perfect” life—never realizing the truth about what my so-called perfect marriage really was. And luckily, the fate had given me another chance. I was reborn before everything happened. “Father, I want to marry Silas Vane.” The moment Lila spoke his name, a chill raced down my spine. I knew instantly—she had been reborn just like me.

Caden’s voice broke through the daze, smooth and confident—“Say yes already, babe. My knees are killing me.” And that’s when it hit me. I’ve been reborn. I really have a second chance. I was back. Alive. Seeing everything in front of me and Caden's fake face, I clench my fists. This time… It was the start of my revenge.

"I'm sorry. I had… I couldn't… I had no idea why… I shouldn't have… shouldn't have done that." I stood tall, looking at her like a judge, and I felt nothing for her. "I turned myself in after I… you died. I love you, I really do. All these years, they keep forcing me to do everything I never wanted to, all in the name of repaying our debt. It's… suffocating. It's a joke. "I used to love Josiah, but I let that go a long time ago. Every moment I spent with you, I was happy."

Elena Blackwood in fancy letters. "Yikes," Jess said, poking one with her toe. "Who's Liam Blackwood? Your imaginary vampire boyfriend?" "Worse." Elena flicked a lighter. "He's the reason I need therapy." The flames ate the pages hungrily. Smoke curled up, carrying the smell of burned sugar (she had once sprinkled the diaries with vanilla perfume). Jess coughed, fanning the air. "Arsonist much?!" "Rebirth," Elena corrected, watching her naivety turn to ash.

I was done fighting. “It’s not worth it Bryce.” I sighed. “I literally died again trying….” “Again?” Bryce raised an eyebrow and I stopped. Shit. They were both staring at me weirdly. “What do you mean?” He pressed. Shit. Shit. Shit. I couldn’t tell them I was reborn. They would think I was insane. Why was I slipping more and more all of a sudden? “Nothing. I…I just meant…” I stuttered. “I don’t want to die. I just want to divorce him and go far away.”

"Mom, I want to marry the vampire! I don't care about lots!" As I opened my eyes, I could still feel the pain of being bitten and torn apart. When I heard Sophie Anderson's spoiled voice, I quickly realized I had been reborn. But why did Sophie make a different choice this time? Sophie was adopted and a fake heiress. In my last life, she had immediately picked the werewolf with six-pack abs and handsome features. She even cried and begged to marry him.