Reborn Rich Reviews Novels & Stories

Horrific memories of my death in a past life surged forward, vivid and inescapable. A shudder ran down my spine before I could suppress it. Just as I opened my mouth to deliver a cutting remark, Jonas cut me off with a cold, menacing laugh. Leaning close to my ear, he spoke in a low, sinister tone. "Suzy, so you’ve returned from the past too. Unfortunately for you, I remember everything now. I’m about to rise again. Once I have money, you’re finished." With that, he straightened up and strode away, laughing triumphantly as though he’d already won.

"What you should focus on is recovering. Do you have any family? Maybe I can help find them." I gave him my parents' names. As it turned out, they had learned about the zombie outbreak early on, gathered an enormous stockpile of supplies, and joined the base's upper ranks. They were thriving, busy consolidating their power in this new world—too busy to care about whether I was alive or dead. As for Oliver… I had a sneaking suspicion he, too, had been reborn and remembered his past life. Given a second chance, he was probably basking in Lina's presence, cherishing every moment with her.

"Isla isn't breathing anymore! It's your fault that our daughter has lost her mother at such a young age!" Felix Zane's roar ripped through the winter air as he knelt by my best friend, Isla Kingsley's drenched, ice-cold body lying motionless on the riverbank. The onlookers watched his grief-stricken display with pity in their eyes. If I hadn't been reborn, I might have believed his performance too. …

The results left experts stunned and the pharmaceutical world changes forever and so did my life as the success of Crag turns me into a billionaire More importantly, it allows me to protect my people, like they say, I kill two birds with one stone as the profits from the company provide security for the pack while also helping countless lives across the world, everyone benefits, humans and erewolves and every other supernatural species living under our protection.

"Roxy, you did great. I'll take our daughter for her checkup later." Jensen Highmore's voice rang gently beside me as he held our baby in his arms, his expression soft and tender. A sudden chill ran through me as I jolted awake to the realization—I had been reborn. There was no time to think about how or why. I quickly spoke up to stop him. "No need. I'll take her myself. Didn't you say you had to work overtime? You don't have to stay here."

Lucy shot her a sharp look, clearly annoyed. Kenneth jumped in with a grin. "Aunt Charlotte, the remedies my mom finds always work. Remember how Susan couldn't have a son before? Mom found her a remedy which she drank for two years, and then she had a baby boy. "And back in February, when my brother got sick, it was Mom's remedy again. He used it for less than half a month and got better. No more spasms. It worked great, and it didn't cost much either." The more Kenneth talked, the prouder Lucy looked, her chin lifting higher and higher.

She whispered to her reflection: “If they want me… they’re not ready for what happens next.” Because Sheraphina wasn’t the same fragile girl she’d been before rebirth. She had survived death once. She wouldn’t bow to the shadows now.

No longer captive. Reborn predator.

“Hey Jasmine,where are you? I have been trying to reach you.“ Maybe I am insane.I took the phone from my hearing and discovered I was holding an old phone I once used before Warren gifted me a new phone. This can't be true,I ended the phone call and went directly to my phone calendar to check what date it is today and my eyes widened to see I am back in time,today is the second of February 2020. What the hell is happening? Was I reborn or something? I remembered when I was pushed down the cliff,I made a wish to be given a chance to right the wrong but I never knew it would be granted. Thank you Lord for this opportunity,I promised you I will not let it go to waste,I am going to make sure I g

“After that, Chairman Smith came to me, asking how he could stop the curse.” “A-And?” Chairwoman pressed, her voice tinged with nervous anticipation. The Shaman’s hand gently touched a small baby doll draped in a white cloth nearby. “The General told him that to break the curse, he had to resolve the resentment of the unborn child. The only way was to adopt an orphaned girl and raise her well. Only then would his fortune return.” I felt a chill run through me. My body grew cold, and I clutched my hands tightly beneath the table, trying to process the revelation.