Reborn Stories Novels & Stories

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

Elijah was able to read and understand all of them, except for one. "What does sk-sk, um, that one mean." Elijah said pointing at the word. "Skyllamahrütshk." Peter said with ease. "That word is not human, and because of that it doesn't translate for ya." Elijah looked confused, still trying to say the word in his head how Peter did. "There's a key difference between reborn and, as their known, natural-born humans in this world. While all humans receive the benefits of mana, only the reborn seem to have the innate ability to translate most human languages."

To catch the attention of spoiled heiress Natasha Sturridge, my brother, Samuel Beckford, destroys her 800,000-dollar emerald pendant during a charity gala and trashes a shrine dedicated to her ancestors. Natasha doesn't say a single word and immediately calls the police. However, Samuel assumes Natasha is just playing hard to get. Not only does he crash her wedding, but he also publicly claims she is pregnant with his child. Later, he is beaten within an inch of his life by her bodyguards. Mom and Dad simply stand on the sidelines and watch Samuel ruin his life, despite loving their children more than anything else in the world. It is because both my parents and I have been given a sec

At the reunion dinner, my adopted brother, Isaac Johnson, whispers in my ear, "The Johnson family only needs one son. You're just a country bumpkin. We don't need you here." I think he's right. So, I run straight into traffic at the intersection. My family is terrified. They rush over and manage to pull me back from the road. My sister, Rebecca Johnson, turns pale with anger and warns me not to upset Isaac again. I obediently nod. Then, late that night, I turn on the gas and leave a suicide note. "It's my fault for upsetting Isaac. I'll take the whole family to heaven with me. None of us will ever have to suffer again." My family stares at me as if I've gone mad. Later, at a party, Is

"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.

Looking at his current state made me feel aggrieved. I forced myself to calm down and said, "Tell me, why did you say I jumped off a building?" "Because... I had mistaken Jennifer to be you. After she died, I took out all my anger on you..." As he told me about what happened in my previous life, I actually calmed down. "Does Jennifer know that you're reborn?" He shook his head. "She doesn't. I didn't tell her." With that said, his phone rang. Jennifer's voice sounded in the quiet room. "Rick, where are you? I didn't find you in your office."

"I came back to visit my hometown, but I was ambushed along the way. On top of that, you had always said in your past life that after we got married, we would spend our honeymoon in Costa Solara. That's why I came back." Hearing this, I realized he had been reborn as well. Lucio studied my expression carefully before saying, "Have you been reborn as well? Otherwise, how could you have written Bella's name on the invitation back then?" I didn't answer him directly. Instead, I said coldly, "There is no need to dwell on the past. What's over is over. Take care of your health." As I turned to leave, Lucio called out after me, "What do you mean, 'no need to dwell on it'? After all this time, do y

Life was quiet and bright. I, Claire Hart, had been given a second chance at life. I sought only wealth, not love. But I had won something far more precious than money: dignity, family, and myself. The End

"Mom, I want to marry the vampire! I don't care about lots!" As I opened my eyes, I could still feel the pain of being bitten and torn apart. When I heard Sophie Anderson's spoiled voice, I quickly realized I had been reborn. But why did Sophie make a different choice this time? Sophie was adopted and a fake heiress. In my last life, she had immediately picked the werewolf with six-pack abs and handsome features. She even cried and begged to marry him.

Everything seems to blur together more by the minute. I hear a familiar man’s voice say, “Will she know?” A woman responds to him, “She’ll know that she’s been reborn, but she won’t know that it’s a second time.” A second time? A second rebirth? How is that possible? My body is hot, hotter than what seems humanly possible. I’m dying for some type of relief and I hear the man say, “I’m so sorry, love, I swear it won’t happen again.”