Reborn Human Novels & Stories

My new weapon. The irony wasn’t lost on me. Both of us bore the same name, but this Max had been forged differently. Scarred knuckles. Calloused palms. Eyes shadowed with exhaustion, with the hollow disappointment of parents who never saw him. A man who built empires just to prove himself worthy—and was told, again and again, that he was not. A hollow man. And now, he was me.

Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?

We both died in the crash. I never imagined that death would bring me back. And watching her now—clutching her own child, smug and gloating—I understood instantly. She had been reborn too. Even with my husband shouting at her, she showed not a hint of fear. She had always been adored by our parents, and with her husband spoiling her too, she grew up willful and unchecked. Maybe it was the rebirth—or the presence of her child—that gave her even more confidence. She scoffed.

“Tsk! Damn insanity. But I understand where this is all heading into. Your wants and needs for me to do and decided. You wanted my approval, right?” “A bit, but not the whole. For HE wanted that you shouldn’t interfere with the thing that will about to happen. The day when she will be reborn.” Daniela knew what the little girl means. The reborn is not a type of reincarnation, but a thing to complete one that is broken. But for now, she doesn’t want to think about it, for what she needed to do right now, is a bit defying HIS will, but will never hurt HIS plan.

Reene The moment I opened my eyes, and heard that voice, I concluded that I wasn't fated to be lucky. In my past and present life. "Luna Amber, are you awake? Or should I say Alpha Ethan's sex toy?" The voice was calm, and filled with mockery. I shuddered, and my heart turned cold. It was the same voice which had haunted my dreams right after I woke up. Since my rebirth. It was Alpha Dennison Hogan's voice.

“Did she die and come back to life? How exactly does it work?” When Devyn noticed I was watching him, he returned to feigning pretense. I almost rolled my eyes. “Being reborn is getting a second chance at life.” I had to break it down since Axel was, unfortunately, dumb. “Think of it as being drawn back to life before finalizing the death process. In other words, she missed death by the smallest possible chance.” “And how again did that happen?” Axel hadn’t been this intrigued by anything that didn’t have to do with him, his dick, or his pack. The longer I sat here, observing them, the more different they were from the feral Alphas I knew.

“It gets weirder the more I investigate it, so I had people go to the US. Reborn first appeared six years ago. It’s said that she only stayed there for half a year and then magically disappeared. She showed up again on Europe’s stock market two years ago. Her methods were similar to before, but she backed out after earning ten billion dollars. She popped up in a few places around the world in these few years, and her movements are irregular.” Chester squinted his eyes and crossed his arms. “Has anyone seen the real Reborn?”

​The countdown on the scalpel hit zero. ​The Ninth Peak shuddered as a massive wave of "Humanity" blasted outward, a shockwave of raw emotion that paralyzed the Newborns and sent the Error Fleet into a chaotic, beautiful frenzy of individuality. The cocoons didn't just open; they shattered, the survivors inside emerging not as gods, but as people—changed, upgraded, but still stubbornly, gloriously flawed.

It had no face, no voice, but its presence was like a whisper in my soul: "Reborn, but not destroyed." And before I could understand the real meaning, the floor beneath my feet broke, like glass from an old dream, and I didn't scream, just accepted the fact as Naomi and I embraced and accepted our future, because in the end, we would no longer be us, but the new creature.

"No way, I’m so happy! I’m not going home until I’m drunk tonight." The drunkenness spread to my cheeks, and all my words and emotions poured out. My body swayed unsteadily, and I draped my arm over Jason’s shoulder. "You don’t understand the joy of revenge, I’ve died once," I laughed loudly. "I was reborn. It’s a relieve to watch them being in chaos." "You’re drunk. You’re talking nonsense. How can someone be reborn? You’ve just started a new life." Jason pulled me into his arms.