Romans & histoires Reborn Online

However, complete the mission, and you shall be reborn. Mission Objective: Conquer the Cursed Alpha, Killian. Conditions: Obtain his "Token of the Blood Oath." Raise Killian's favorability to 100%. Reward: Resurrection for the entire family. Failure: Your souls will be torn apart, damned for eternity. The entire game was being livestreamed to the Divine Realm. The deity granted us special communicators, allowing us to see the real-time barrage of comments from the "audience." "Killian? That madman?"

It did not end there. It continued and I was watching a battle scene. It was me in Ryan's arms, smiling at him as he sat, bent over me, crying a river. Wait, was it me or was it Sherizad. At that moment I realised, Sherizad and Sherry, we're nothing different. I was Her and she was me. I was the controversial werewolf Alpha queen, reborn as Sherizad, or Sherry, the human. It was the same soul, breathing in my chest, with a different body and a different flesh.

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

In my past life, Mom and Dad force me to jump into a freezing lake to fish out the necklace Ramona Stone, their adopted daughter, dropped. I end up running a 104-degree Fahrenheit fever, lying in bed barely conscious, while my whole family flies off to Solara for a vacation just to cheer Ramona up. I call Mom, trembling and barely holding on, only to be met with impatience. "Ramona is finally in a better mood, Harper. Do you really have to be so inconsiderate? You should just take some medicine yourself." I have no choice but to drag my weak body downstairs to look for medicine. I accidentally fall down the stairs and lose my life. I open my eyes and find myself back on the first day of

The system responded instantly a soft hum, a pulse of light. A voice, faint and synthetic, echoed through hidden speakers: “Welcome, Elena Vaughn.” I stumbled back. “No… no, that’s impossible.” The voice continued, calm and eerie: >“Authorization confirmed. Sequence incomplete. Awaiting command.” Tears blurred my vision. “What are you?” But part of me already knew. Project Rebirth. Not a machine. A resurrection. A system designed to preserve and restore human consciousness. And somehow, it recognized me. My knees nearly gave out. My death my second chance it wasn’t divine fate. It wasn’t luck.

I heard her say as she cleaned the crocodile tears that threatened to stream down her face. Actually, I wasn't good from the scratch. I had to be good so I tried. Desperately. It was the only weapon an abandoned child like me had to survive. I was a child with a heart so desperate to be loved by family and they went ahead to stomp all over it. Why did I have to be the butt of the joke? All this time, what did I work for? Dear Lord, now that all this has happened, I regret my life with all my being. Please have mercy on this pitiful fool and if you give me one more chance, I'll give everything I have and get my revenge. I promise.

I planned on returning a month ago but I was delayed by my pregnancy as it may harm my fetus. Yes, I'm pregnant, and I'm proud to admit that the child is Dawson's. I was happy when I found out about my pregnancy, and it was around that time that I decided to come back but due to the dangers of the road as it might harm my child, and I planned on returning in two months time when the fetus would be strong enough but I couldn't stop myself from returning as my parents are dead. “I won't take on any position if you don't include him in,” I added with a determined look on my face. It hurt me that Dawson is still being judged because of his identity as a rogue which I had promised wouldn't happen

As Luciana burst through the door, she announced, "Alessandro is still combing the globe for you. Yesterday, the international tracking system almost detected your location! The product launch is tomorrow. It'll be a global live stream. Will you be able to make it?" Serafina thought for a moment, then nodded. "This day was always coming. He and I… It's time we settled things." … As a plane cut through the clouds, the team debated what to name their new cognitive-based holographic product. "What should we call it?" "The biggest selling point of our product is that it lets users experience an entirely new kind of life. Why don't we call it Reborn?" Asher suggested. Everyone agreed. Not only wa

"Don't you want revenge from the man who destroyed your beautiful life?" Princess Orla simply nodded her head, not thinking twice about it. "And you must discover the answer to your second question on your own. You will find out your 'How you got the Rebirth' when you get your revenge," the Moon Goddess said. ~~~~~~~~~~ The story is quite different from other Rebirth stories. The element of Rebirth comes after a few chapters as I wanted to give you time to understand the story. Please don't get confused. This is my first attempt at writing a werewolf/Lycan story. Constructive Feedback is always welcome. I hope you will enjoy it. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Looking forward to your support :-) Happy Reading :

She put the name at the darkest corner of her mind and hoped to never remember it again. One can only become a Reborn when one is dying. The brains of humans is said to be alive some minutes before it dies with the body. The brain is, therefore, transferred into an artificial body. The memories, thoughts and freewill remain with the Reborn when they are woken.