Reborn Nadia: Became The Ace Doomsday Prepper Novels & Stories

"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.

“Understanding why she became what she became does not mean I’m going to let her finish what she started.” Nadia was quiet. “Jacob called me tonight,” I said. “She reached out to him directly. Which means she’s done running the operation remotely and she’s making contact, which means she’s either desperate or she’s decided to end this herself.” I stood, pushing the chair back. “Either way, we’re in the final chapter of this.” “What happens to me?” Nadia asked. I looked at her at the face that wasn’t Stella’s, at the woman who had woken up from a three-year coma to find herself still a costume, at Nadia, whoever Nadia had been before a woman with a perfect revenge plan had decided her face wa

“My identity. My life. Damon.” The Goddess nodded solemnly. “You gained something, too. Strength. Purpose. Family.” “I still don’t know who I really am,” Iris said. “You are Nadia,” the Goddess said. “You are Iris. You are both. And you are the mother of Elian, the bridge between worlds. Your journey is not over.” A pause. “Will Vaelor return?” The Goddess’s smile faded. “All prisons crack, in time. But when that day comes, you won’t be alone.”

"I didn't fucking kill Eve... She was the one who chose to jump, damn it! Why are you doing this to me!" I felt the wind move and then I screamed as I felt a watery liquid hit me in the face and then my face started to get hot. I fell to the floor. Acid! She'd said she would pour acid on my face. I was fucking burning. My face was peeling off. I screamed, scratching at my skin as it sizzled. "No! No! This can't be happening. Help me. Someone help... Am dying! Am dying!" "Confess then... Repent for what you have done"

She would rather sacrifice her hand which would later heal than let Nadia stab her neck but after a few seconds and nothing happened, she raised her head to see what went wrong. Ethan on the other hand was freaking out on what he had just witnessed. “Who...what are you?” He asked in total disbelief. Cruella stared at the now statue Nadia, wondering what happened. It was like time had frozen but only for Nadia and then it dawned on her and she smiled brightly. “Oh my goodness, I'm a fucking Tribrid!” She gushed and faced Ethan who was now sweating profusely. All these years she's been cursing the moon goddess and every other goddess for not giving her powers like the rest and now that she had

Not only that, but I closed my eyes, then I heard his voice,“Naomi, what are you waiting for? Won't you get your clothes off and freshen up?” I have been here before, yes,tonight is the night I refused to get bound with my mate, he forced his way to make love to me, but I refused to let him mark me, I didn't complete the rite. “Answer me!!” He gripped my jaw, already on the bed with me, then I felt the sharp pain again in my head. What is wrong with me, I just got reborn, the pain was too much for me. *Flashback Past Life.*

call. I must have been hit with evil that's why I became like this! Just now at Nadia's mansion, what she told him, he didn't have the heart to listen. He discovered, years apart, Nadia has become completely different from before. Now her eyes became very deep as if hiding countless secrets.

His eyes swept the crowd, searching— Nowhere. He couldn't find me. A cold knot tightened in his chest. Where is she? I watched the ground grow distant. The buildings shrink. My old identity was already ashes. Goodbye, Marco. I looked at my new documents—new name, new life. And smiled. Italy. My mother's homeland. I'm coming.

The morning sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling upon the letter and the black card on the table. Riccardo's chest tightened. His hands trembled as he tore open the envelope. "Riccardo, I'm leaving. I know you don't love me, and that the one you love is Alice." Each written word pierced through his heart like a bullet, precise and devastating. "In my past life, after I died, I saw you avenge me. I thought you had feelings for me, so after being reborn, I chose to marry you." Dalia had been reborn?

Nadia looked confused. George placed his hand gently over her stomach. Then smiled warmly. “Your son.” Nadia’s breath caught instantly. “The pup needs you.” Fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. George continued quietly. “I reincarnated through him.” Nadia blinked slowly. “What?” He smiled faintly. “You carried a piece of me back into the world.” Nadia cried harder immediately. “Dad…” “He carries our blood. Our strength. Our name.” Nadia shook her head again desperately. “I still don’t want to go back.”