Novel & Cerita Reborn Rich Novel

In my past life, my entire family doted on Lilith Hale, the adopted daughter they had cherished since she was a little girl. And me? I was Nora Hale, the Alpha's biological daughter. I had gone missing as a child and grown up away from them. But when I finally came home, they treated me like a stranger. My fated mate, Oakley Grant, said, "Lilith is the only one in my heart. You're nothing but a tool for this arranged bonding." My brothers, Matthew and Adam Hale, said, "Lilith is our only sister. You don't deserve that title." My birth parents, Jackson and Sara Hale, said, "Lilith has always been frail. Can't you just let her have her way?" In my past life, I did everything I could to please

My SAT score was over 1500, yet I never received an acceptance letter from Lintdon University. Instead, I was admitted to a vocational college. Meanwhile, Megan Foster, the school beauty who had scored just one point below me, was accepted into Lintdon. I remembered that she'd been sitting right beside me when the school had us set the passwords for our college applications. I couldn't help but suspect that she'd stolen my password and changed my college preferences. I reported the matter to the police, but they uncovered solid evidence that proved she hadn't done it. The entire internet accused me of staging the whole thing to gain fame and make money by livestreaming product sales.

Sasha and Maya stared at me, shock and disbelief written across their faces, struggling to process what I'd just told them. "What are you talking about?" Maya's voice turned sharp, skeptical. "That's not possible. People don't come back from the dead. People don't get second chances." I reached into my bag, pulled out the geode, and held it out to them. They both gasped, feeling the pulse radiating from the stone, the power humming beneath its surface.

If Jude had actually taken Vera's borrowed money to stock up his own private underground stash while leaving us in the dark, I would have gladly broken his neck right on the front porch. But why is he showing up here now, of all times? In my previous, tragic life, he had run straight to Shannon Renner’s luxury high-rise apartment complex seeking shelter with the elite. Did something fundamentally alter the timeline? Has Shannon Renner been reborn into this era just like me? Before Reid could reach the heavy iron handle of the front door, Vera turned directly toward me with a slight frown creasing her brow. "Did you two happen to get into a nasty argument right before the rain started? You us

CHAPTER 61 CHRIS I couldn’t sleep all night. Everything Bella said made no sense and yet it explained so much. As I turned the possibilities over and over again in my mind, it began to make even more sense. Her behavior at the funeral, the altercation at the jewelry shop, her uneasiness at the award night, where Mason proposed to Claire, the iCloud name on her phone, and everything that happened afterward. Do I want to believe this? Can someone be reborn? I know I’ve heard and seen a lot of mysterious things but this one tops the chart.

He knelt beside me, his hand reaching for mine then hesitating when he saw the faint glow under my skin. “I don’t know,” I whispered. “He said… he said they made me.” Alexander’s jaw clenched, his gaze darting to Richard, who was coughing against the shattered glass wall. “Who did this?” he demanded. Richard’s smile was a crimson smear. “Ask your father, Knight. Ask him what Project Rebirth really was.” The words hung like a blade in the air. Alexander froze. “What did you say?” Richard’s laughter echoed through the smoke. “You think she was born again by chance?”

My head felt light, "Tokyo? He just ran away? The Richard I know doesn't just run away. He fights. He doesn't accept defeat." I thought about my past life, the one I had been reborn from. I had come back three years in time to fix everything, but the story was changing. It was nothing like the usual script I had remembered. Richard was gone. Eleanor was dead, and Katherine is lurking in the shadows. Was it that easy to be finally free? "Maybe he finally gave up," Michelle suggested, sounding relieved. "Maybe he's really scared of my brother." "Maybe," I whispered. But deep down, a chill ran through me. It felt too easy. It felt like a lie.

Afterwards he glanced across the hall at me for one second in the way a man glances at a stranger. As he should. In this life, I was a stranger to him. I pressed my palms against my eyes. No. I made the right choice, I thought. I knew I made the right choice. In my first life, Adrian Cole became the richest man in the country. I watched every step from the outside. The glass tower with Cole Global in silver letters across the front. The Westbridge Ledger calling him the sharpest financial mind of his generation. Isabella on his arm at every gala in diamonds, smiling her quiet little smile as though she had done nothing to deserve any of them.

She had been reborn and moved to a new world this time. In her previous life, Maya had indeed read the novel of rebirth and transmigration before chaos finally occurred, and she almost forgot about everything. But never once did Maya think that something like this would actually happen to her. However with her current situation, Maya had no other choice but to think that she really had indeed been reborn and transmigrated at this point. Maya clearly remembered that she had died in her previous life. She was not delusional nor dreaming about that zombie-infested life. She lived and grew up there. All the pain, the fear, the anger she felt had been real before. Maya had spent her life living a

“You will go back , if you could find a dying body that you would reincarnate into, in the next 20 minutes.” I looked down at my hands, slender, fairer than mine ever have been . My body…. this body.… it wasn’t mine. I reincarnated. Does that mean I found a dying body? And this Gabriella… she must’ve been the dying girl. “My daughter, the operation was successful.” The old man said. “Erm- erm.” I stuttered. “No ooo.” One of the women suddenly cut in. “Don’t talk yet.” The other woman interrupted gently, “Rest, okay?”