Reborn Rich Novel Novels & Stories

He’s still looking at Damien, but those five words are hanging in the air between us like a confession. He knows. He knows I died. Sebastian just saved Aurora from a crash that felt way too much like her first death. But as he stands over a broken Damien, he lets slip the one thing he was never supposed to say. He didn't just find out she was reborn. He remembers it too.

[“Now that we have been given the chance, we can seek the revenge we want.” I straighten up. “Revenge.” ...[“But for that, I need to tell you the entire story, what happened in my life, which is your first life. I will tell you who your friends are. I will tell you the mistakes I made, so that you may not fall into the pit I fell into.”]... “So, it really is true. I have been reborn.” ...[“Well, obviously. You literally just walked through the gate of the reborn. November, darling, keep up.]...

Like she'd been born standing at the front of the line and the rest of us were supposed to be grateful just to watch. But none of that was really hers. She'd just been handed it. Pierce deserved better than someone who took everything for granted. The company deserved leadership that actually had to fight for something. And I had been fighting my whole life. I picked up my regular phone and checked for any new messages. Nothing yet from Gerald. That was fine. These things took a little time. I smiled at my reflection and set the phone down. So what if you were born into money, Scarlett? So what if you and Pierce have history? Once you're gone, all of it becomes mine.

"I'm not who I used to be. I haven't been for a long time now." ​"No. You're someone else entirely." He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "Someone who built an entire life out of the worst thing that ever happened to her, and made it into something nobody can ever take from her again." ​She had died once, poisoned by the people who were supposed to love her most. ​She had come back rich in the one thing money could never buy the first time around—people who stayed. ​She was Reborn Rich. ​And this time, nobody was ever taking any of it from her again. THE END

The moment she closed the chapter, she had picked up her weapon and gone back outside to kill the dead again. Right now, she did not know what anyone would look like in the end, and she did not care. What she knew was more useful. In three years, someone would discover that the soil on the garbage planet was full of nutrients, and the wealthy would suddenly decide that land they had ignored was valuable. They would try to buy it, claim it, clean it up, and pretend they had always known its worth. Vera’s plan was different. She was going to claim that land herself before any of them woke up and realized trash could become treasure.

"You were infected by the red rain virus. You were turning into a zombie. I subdued you, brought you into my containment chamber, and injected you with an antidote made from my own blood. I cured you." The man stared at me, his mouth slightly open as the words sank in. He looked down at his arms, turning them over, realizing the black veins were gone and his skin was completely normal. "You... you cured me?" he whispered, his voice trembling. He swallowed hard, blinking back sudden tears. "Thank god... thank god. My name is Mark. I'm just an ordinary middle-level office worker. I was just trying to get home to my family when the streets went crazy."

Before I could kidnap Elan, though, he pushed through the crowd and walked straight toward me. Seeing the urgency in his eyes, I stared at him in disbelief. "You…" He nodded and said the answer I had already expected, "I was reborn too." My emotions tangled instantly. I could not tell whether I felt sorrow or relief. Sorrow, because the ending still had not changed. Relief, because so many things had clearly changed. Elan now carried memories from his previous life. That alone was a massive turning point. I gripped his hand tightly, overwhelmed with excitement. "Since you’ve been reborn too, there’s no need for me to explain everything. Tell me the truth!"

Seeing that there was nothing left to do, I went into the bathroom and that was when it began. My hands began shaking. I braced my clenched fists against the coin. The monitor’s beeping and the smell of bleach reminded me of my past life so much that the pain I had buried in my mind resurfaced but I focused on something else. “He's alive.” I muttered to myself. “Lucian's father is alive.” From my past life, I knew that Lucian loved his father a lot and the fact that he lost him in my last life weighed on his mind for years.

We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉 And you'll get to see what's going on inside Damian's head!

“This is not the first time I have lived this life.” I stopped and looked at him. That one sentence is a loaded sentence. I need him to process what I just said. “What? You’ve lived this life before?” he asked, and I heard the skepticism in his tone. I looked down. “This is why I don’t want to say anything.” I got up and started toward the door. Ambrose followed me. “Neriah, please don’t go. I want you to explain it to me. Please.” I stopped. I’m still not facing him. “I was reborn, Ambrose,” I said quietly. “I know it sounds crazy, but it’s true.”