Reborn From Ashes Novels & Stories

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back 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.

What are rules of the game? Zaphyra- Each god or goddess choses a champion. The champions live normal lives until one is killed early. Then they meet their god or goddess, who give them a chance to be reborn. Each being gets reborn 3 times. Each life they are given one help by their god or goddess. Iris- Yeah, the help would have been nice before my last life.

"Well, I won't blame you." Sharon nodded her head excitedly with a fleeting look of sinisterness in her eyes. Kisa woke up again at night. She leaned against the window, looking at the lights outside, and a loneliness and confusion that she had never felt flushed through her. Ever since she survived that fire, her only goal was to survive. Now that she had recovered, her goal was to take revenge on all those who had humiliated and hurt her. But when she was done taking revenge, she lost direction. She brought a glass of wine and leaned against the window. She took a sip, but all that came to her mind was the image of the man she had been with.

Even after his second surgery, he lay unresponsive, leaving me to grapple with an ache that felt impossible to mend. I sat quietly, watching him. He looked so peaceful, as if he were only asleep. I reached for his hand, feeling the gentle warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips, and clutched it close. "Amory," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the stillness, "I finally understand why I was given a second chance at life… why I came back."

Donning with his usual all black fitted suit and shiny shoes, he sat across the table without waiting for her invitation. “What is it?” asked Ashley. She gently placed the teacup before him, her eyes pinned on his, knowing full well that she would not like it. “The rebirth…we are supposed to be the only two in this world.” Ashley nodded. She did not know the real reason why she and Nexus had the chance to change their lives. Ashley only thought that maybe, just maybe, the Heavens took a pity on them and gave them the chance. But let’s be real. Their life stories were not that great. They were not good people in their first live to begin with, so she knew it was not that bullshit.

“You are heir to more than Sterling blood. You are heir to the forgotten throne. Heir of the goddess cast aside.” Her throat tightened. “No… I’m just—” “You are the flame reborn,” the spirit interrupted, voice fierce. “And the world will bow. Ash to ash. Fire to fire. You will rise, or you will burn.” The fire surged higher, enveloping her in light. She felt heat course through her veins, fierce but not destroying. It was power. Claiming her. Becoming her. Tears blurred her vision. “I can’t—” “You already are,” the spirit whispered. “Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.”

Fires burned below signal fires of the enemy. Aria turned to Kael. “Are you sure about this?” “No,” he said honestly. “But I’m tired of waiting for the storm to hit us. It’s time we move into it.” Behind them, Ashara stepped forward. For the first time, she didn’t look afraid. “She’ll come,” Ashara said softly. “But not for a fight. For a *rebirth.*” Aria stared at her. “Rebirth of what?” Ashara’s black eyes met hers.

Ashley's chest heaved in pain, her croaked and hoarse voice mirroring the devastation she felt. "Ash..." Matt soothed, his voice gentle as he pulled her into a comforting embrace. After a moment of silence, he spoke up again. "This new face, this new body... could it be a chance for a fresh start?" “I mean…” He whispered, his fingers stroking her hair gently. “Isn't this a chance to escape your toxic family and be with someone who actually cares about you?” Ashley pulled back, her eyes flickering with a mixture of uncertainty and defiance.

This place… This was the banquet. The mandatory gathering, that all Alphas were required to attend once in a year. My throat went dry. I swallowed hard, my ears ringing as memories surged forward, aligning themselves with horrifying clarity. If I was calculating it correctly, this was five years before the day I was betrayed. My breathing slowed as the realization settled, heavy and undeniable. I had been reborn. I forced my hands to remain still at my sides, even as my pulse raced. The moon goddess… She really answered me.