Reborn Rich Novel Novels & Stories

Teaching them to be strong, to be unafraid. I lowered my head, pressing a kiss to the crown of each tiny head, breathing in the scent of new life, fresh and perfect. My chest ached with love so sharp it was blissfully painful. Ruby’s voice thrummed through me again, clear and fierce: We are reborn. You, me, and them. And no one will take this from us. I nodded faintly, clutching them closer. I believed her; I wasn’t dying anymore, wasn’t broken. I was alive and reborn along with my children.

They crashed to the ground with loud thuds. The moment Missy sent her away, she turned and raised her boning knife. Clang! Boom! A deafening collision sent dust and debris flying. As the dust settled, Missy found herself face-to-face with a grotesque half-rotten creature. For the first time after her rebirth, fear flickered in her eyes. The zombie's soulless black eyes locked onto hers. Unlike other zombies, it didn't roar or move mindlessly. It simply stared at her—silent and calculating. Then, as if reading her thoughts, a sinister smile crept across the human half of its face.

My breath caught — though I wasn’t sure if I still needed to breathe. Return? The glow intensified. Images flashed before me. My father smiling at me when I was young. The wedding. The betrayal. The knife. Adam’s hands around my throat. Miley’s cruel smile. My unborn child. All of it passed through my mind in rapid sequence. “Yes…” I thought desperately. “I want to return.” The glow responded warmly. “Why?” Because I wasn’t done. Because my father deserved better. Because my child deserved life. Because those two monsters needed to pay.

Her parents’ deaths. Her own murder. And then she remembered the woman’s words: “The suffering you will face will open the door to a new hope. And the moon will guide you.” Katherine gripped the watch so tightly her knuckles whitened. Her body trembled. A glance at a television mounted on the wall froze her in place. A news broadcast flickered across the screen: “The Sutherland Group heiress is expected to announce her engagement tonight to Lieutenant Colonel Richard Gordon.” Tonight. The pieces clicked together. This was the night she had been planning to propose to Richard. She had gone back in time. Fate had given her a second chance. Another life. Another opportunity. Another chance to r

What's the first thing you'd do if you were reborn? Me? I'd start by divorcing my husband, Finn Gallagher. Yeah, Finn Gallagher, the same man who runs half the underworld from behind closed doors. The Don. The richest man alive. The man women dream about; his face plastered on magazines, named "Sexiest Man Alive" five years in a row. In my last life, I tried everything to make him look at me like I mattered. I married him. I gave birth to his son. I swallowed every ounce of pride, trying to be the perfect wife.

Within its confines, a story was unfolding—a tale that would one day shake the balance of the underworld and the lives entangled in it. The figure stirred, weak and scarred, the faint scent of antiseptic mingling with the earthy aroma of the mountains outside. Weeks of uncertainty had passed since a daring rescue pulled her from the inferno that had consumed her previous life. Though her body bore the marks of fire, the ember of determination in her soul remained unextinguished.

Charlotte stood by the ceiling-to-floor window, the city's glittering skyline sprawling endlessly below like a sea of fallen stars. Her golden-silver gown shimmered faintly in the penthouse glow, but her hazel eyes were distant, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. Surprise and shock rooted her in place—her hands pressed against the cool glass, her breath fogging it slightly. In her past life, everything had conspired against her: betrayal, isolation, and a cruel end orchestrated by shadows she once called family. Fate had been a merciless chain, dragging her down. But now? Reborn, she had shattered it. She had changed it all by changing him—Howard, the man she'd always loved from afar, cold and

Reborn to a rich family and loved dearly, or Reborn as me back into my fifteen-year-old body to rewrite my story. I gave Aragon the middle finger, telling him to fuck off my face with his lies but he misinterpreted it as the first option. I got reborn into you right now. Lacy Jules, all this while we have lived another person's life while the people who had wronged us roam freely. They need to pay for everything they did to me! Please give me the opportunity to rewrite my destiny!

For one impossible second, whole world obeyed her. Then she looked at me. "That's what happens when you stop asking permission from system." I stared at her. "You can control this memory." "I can control more than that." She glanced to Ethan. "But there's something he hasn't told you." I turned. Ethan face gone pale. "What?" First Lena smiled. "Your rebirth wasn't accident. It was test." I felt sick. "Test of what?" "To see if rebuilt Lena Carter would make same choices as original."

"And you are harassing Miss Cynthia. If she wants you off her property, you leave. Right now." Shae shrank back toward her red car, her face turning pale. Robb backed away two steps, clutching his black folder to his chest. He realized he could not fight Daniel. But his rage completely boiled over. "You think you're smart, Cynthia?" Robb screamed past Daniel at me, pointing his finger violently at the house. "You think locking me out changes anything? You are nothing without me! My father's company will crush you! Genesis Biotech owns everything in this city! We've been planning this for months! I'm going to take every single thing your dead parents left you!"