Reborn Student, Regrets All Around Novels & Stories

"Have you forgotten how you got where you are, Brian Chapman? Clearly, you've enjoyed life far too long. Am I your fiancee or is she? Are your loyalties upside down?" A flicker of guilt crossed Brian's face, but he quickly straightened as if righteous. "You did something wrong, so you must face the consequences. Even as your fiance, I won't cover for you. Parents have complained that you gave students physical punishments; how could I protect you? Be sensible, Jasmine, and stop making trouble." Physical punishments? On the students? I treated each child like my own. He lied so brazenly through his teeth to protect Yvonne.

I heard her say as she cleaned the crocodile tears that threatened to stream down her face. Actually, I wasn't good from the scratch. I had to be good so I tried. Desperately. It was the only weapon an abandoned child like me had to survive. I was a child with a heart so desperate to be loved by family and they went ahead to stomp all over it. Why did I have to be the butt of the joke? All this time, what did I work for? Dear Lord, now that all this has happened, I regret my life with all my being. Please have mercy on this pitiful fool and if you give me one more chance, I'll give everything I have and get my revenge. I promise.

“You really are like something from a fairy tale.” They were beautiful wings, and I was happy to have them. But as the pleasure faded, I wondered what I’d become. I had been corrupted, and in this sweet corruption been reborn . . . but could I accept this rebirth, knowing that it was a perversion of what I’d been raised to be? ~

I instantly felt like crying after hearing what Mom said. In my past life, I never mentioned it to Mom and Dad because I didn't want to trouble them; after all, they were already very busy with their law firm. I deeply regretted it when I saw Mom and Dad holding my body and crying so hard that they couldn't pull themselves together after I died. It was because of that that the very first thing I did after being reborn was tell Mom about what was happening at school.

" You should try to trust your mate." I looked up at Loren. His thick brows furrowed in tense as his long black eyelashes fluttered scanning my worn-out self. I turned my face to avoid eye contact with him in this situation. I wasn't like this in my past life. Never ever have I experienced a drain in my strength. It's strange I'm getting weaker I think. ' Is it a side effect of getting reborn in the past?' I was busy with my not so genuine thoughts. THUD THUD

I’d not had this class, History, yesterday, and I felt a little surge of reassurance when I caught sight of her. I missed being able to speak freely with people. Rowan seemed nice, and welcoming, and I wanted to be able to reciprocate her kindness. But there was no room for friendship, nor trust, once you had been irrevocably reborn as one of the undead. The thought seemed so ludicrous that I let out a tiny snort, and I had to hurriedly cover it with a cough.

"Wow, where am I? Why does this room look so much like my college dorm from back in the day?" "Wasn't I supposed to be critically wounded by the Transcendence Realm BOSS Black Dragon King and meet my end, and yet here I am alive?" "Hey, where's my storage ring? Where's my Immortal Mansion? Why do I have nothing at all?" ... Ten minutes later. After several confirmations, Sebastian finally understood. He had been reborn. Back to ten years ago. That year, he had just finished the college entrance examination and was about to start his freshman year. Nineteen years old, full of youthful vigor.

“I wish. It’s a kid. Probably six or seven.” I stopped dead. “Shit.” “Yeah…” she whispered. “I wonder what happened to him.” There was nothing to say. Nothing that would soften that kind of loss... The rest of the walk home was silent. Heavy. When we got inside ... I shut the door and turned to her. “I know the whole rebirth process has been long. Exhausting. All the failed attempts… it’s wearing you down.” I stepped closer. “But I don’t want you giving up. I swear to you, I am finishing what I started. I will bring you back. I will get you a new body.”

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

“Of course I remembered how I fucking killed you but here you are making me do the same thing again. But this time I promise to do a clean Job and kill you for real. Don't worry, you won’t come back. You won’t have a chance to undo this.” I felt my knees wobble, my body threatening to collapse, how the fuck did she know about my rebirth? I thought it was impossible for anyone else to figure that out. “I… I am not… reborn,” I stammered, my voice weak, cracking. “I… I’m not…”