Romans & histoires Reborn Guide

As the jet took off, piercing through the storm clouds on its way toward Scotland, Gabriel finally began to speak. His voice came through the cabin intercom cold, flat, and devoid of any emotion. “Mavric, do you truly believe your father was some kind of hero trying to protect you?” Gabriel began, launching straight into a psychological assault. Julian Thorne created the Rebirth Programme not to save the world. He built it simply because he could never accept the reality of Catherine’s death. He intended to use Liora’s biometric data to implant Catherine’s memories into a new vessel.

For years, they lived under assumed names and were constantly hunted. Only in recent years did they finally walk away from that life for good and retire, living in seclusion. The USB drive contained all the information about my parents. I was planning to destroy it in one go. I couldn't even imagine the consequences if it ever got out! "I can trace the money back. There are a few terms I need to negotiate with the bank's person in charge, so get them here first." This time, I would never repeat the mistakes from my last lifetime. I would never save a dog that would betray me again.

You can't listen to my brother all the time, let's go show the world that Rose Hawthorne has been reborn. I hesitated. I hadn't been in a club before, I was always a house girly but fuck it, I won't be a ghost from my past life. Then I remembered the therapist words. "Be whatever you weren't in your past, that's the only way true change can start." "Fine," I said, a surge of rebellion hitting me. "But if Derek finds out, I am telling him you kidnapped me."

But her heart still clung to a father who had no idea she’d already died once… without him even knowing. “I…” she began, torn in two. Lucien’s voice brushed her mind again — intimate, unbreakable: “I will not let them hurt you again… little wolf.” Her pulse stuttered. But before she could speak — the runes under her feet sparked violently. A gust of freezing air swept the grounds. The flames of every lantern shuddered. A disembodied whisper slithered across the courtyard: “Reborn…” Aurelia’s bones iced over. Lucien snarled — eyes blazing.

"You know too much, Jocelyn. Unless…" The elevator began to descend. "Unless you had been reborn, too."

Evryn’s breath caught in her throat. Was this another trick? Another future? Or was this her final warning? The light flickered. The choice loomed. And as the chamber began to collapse— Evryn made her move. A burst of white swallowed the room. No one saw who crossed the threshold. No one knew who emerged on the other side. But a voice echoed through the collapsing chamber. “Protocol… REBIRTH… initialized.” Let me know if you'd like to continue with Chapter 102!

Jane repeated herself, though she sounded far less confident this time. “…Baby Victor.” Jayden looked from her to me. Then back to her again. “…What exactly is a Baby Victor?” I rubbed a hand over my face. “This is going to sound absolutely ridiculous.” “It already does.” Jane took a careful step forward. “The old records mention rebirth.” Jayden didn’t interrupt. “They suggest that when certain ancient creatures die, their souls don’t disappear forever.” He still said nothing. “They’re… reborn.” Jayden slowly nodded.

Elijah was able to read and understand all of them, except for one. "What does sk-sk, um, that one mean." Elijah said pointing at the word. "Skyllamahrütshk." Peter said with ease. "That word is not human, and because of that it doesn't translate for ya." Elijah looked confused, still trying to say the word in his head how Peter did. "There's a key difference between reborn and, as their known, natural-born humans in this world. While all humans receive the benefits of mana, only the reborn seem to have the innate ability to translate most human languages."

"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.