Novel & Cerita Reborn In Naruto As Madara's Grandson

"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.

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.”

The knot in my stomach tightened. “Sage must be given a proper position,” Elder Merek said, his voice hard. “She is carrying your heir. She cannot be treated as… as some forgotten mistake. She is the mother of the future Alpha.” “I’m already married,” I said, my voice rising despite my efforts to stay calm. “I have a Luna. Liora is my wife.” “We’re not asking you to divorce your wife,” another elder said, though his tone suggested he wasn’t entirely opposed to the idea. “But you must take responsibility for your actions.”

she protested, still not believing her grandmother's words. Granny's gaze was intense as she spoke, " As a reborn…After the battle against the Vampires, your body was supposed to be burnt according to tradition. But instead, we placed you in a chamber and waited for your rebirth. the clan couldn't let you go, so they took pieces of your DNA and I don't know the science behind it, but they made you…I watched you grow for years. Doubted if you would resurrect as they had said." she said, smiling.

Maybe he was the one on the carriage I saw before I passed out. “I’m sorry but after I was poisoned not too long ago, I don’t remember much.” I said. It was true though. After the poisoning, the real Sayori died and I was reborn as her. Yukio stood up from the bed and spoke to his servant. After a while, he came back to talk to me.

Logan snapped, "No way! That's impossible! You're underestimating the bond between werewolves. We would never betray our own." I nodded, closing my eyes in pain. "But I saw they kidnapped the traitor's wife and kids. They're threatening to kill them if he doesn't obey." Logan's eyes went blood-red. "That's low, even for them." With my help, Logan managed to rescue the traitor's family and obtain the poison. In my previous life, Niles's poison came from my parents. This time, I wasn't just going to watch vampires and werewolves tear each other apart. I was dragging my biased parents into it too.

“It is also not the reason you walked in here and felt familiarity, nor the reason you walked into that room and wept till you passed out.” “How did you…?” He coughed and beat his chest. Then finally he drew a breath and calmed down. “Somewhere along the line, somewhere in between your parents’ death, your second chance mating with Devon and your discover of what happened years ago during the war, the trajectory of everything changed. You became not just an embodiment of a blessing and a curse, you became a reincarnation of the moon goddess.” Kiara immediately lost her footing and stumbled backwards till she dropped on the seat.

“Then you will rise again, as she did. That is what love under the moon requires, it requires absolute resilience.” For a heartbeat, silence filled the space. Then, her eyes turned distant, almost sorrowful. “There will come a night soon,” she said, “when she will face the truth of who she is. When that time comes, you must not fear her. The light in her will burn brighter than the darkness that haunts her past.” I frowned slightly. “What truth?” Her gaze found mine again, firm now. “That the reborn are never reborn by chance. The blood that flows in her veins carries more than memory. It carries legacy.”

"They say a girl who isn't loved has no home after marriage. Looks like we don't even have a home before we're married." I answered with a sigh of my own. "Haven't we learned that the hard way in our last life? There's no one we can rely on but ourselves." Outside, the wedding celebrations went on. No one cared how the two brides felt. Everyone was busy congratulating the Stark brothers, my parents, and Rachel's parents. What was there to celebrate? I thought miserably. Given a second chance at life, we weren't going to live it like we had before, submissive and defeated. I shook my head at the memory of last life's misery.

"Roxy, you did great. I'll take our daughter for her checkup later." Jensen Highmore's voice rang gently beside me as he held our baby in his arms, his expression soft and tender. A sudden chill ran through me as I jolted awake to the realization—I had been reborn. There was no time to think about how or why. I quickly spoke up to stop him. "No need. I'll take her myself. Didn't you say you had to work overtime? You don't have to stay here."