Reborn The Diva Is Back Novels & Stories

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

She thought and checked the message. "Happy married life." She read out and checked the date. "What!!!." She screams, it's the 3rd of March 2019. A day after marriage. Long Chen entered upon hearing her screams. "What happened?" Long Chen asked confusedly. She stared at Long Chen in shock. "Aren't you dead." She asked quizzically Long Chen stared at her as if she had gone nuts. "If I'm back in 2019. That means I'm reincarnated. But how come that Chen is unable to remember? Isn't he dead." She thought, still staring at him.

I blamed you for what happened, for the life I lost. Camille gasped after hearing that. She grabbed a buzzer to get a doctor as it was clear something terrible was happening to Katherine, but her hand stopped in the middle of the move when she heard another word. - I was reborn.- Alpha whispered. Those words were challenging but also so refreshing. - The Moon Goddess brought me back, giving me the chance to fix my mistakes. And I was doing good, knowing your moves, I could prevent them. Camille was watching her with the wide-open eyes. Was this possible? Was Katherine brought back to life?

***Cain's POV I kept on glaring at Brianna while walking out of the City Council. She was smiling in triumph and she looked so proud and confident of what she did. I granted her what she wanted. I agreed to the divorce and it pisses me off big time. I want to drag her to my side and force her to change her mind but no, I’m not gonna beg her. “You better not regret this, Brianna,” I growled at her when I stopped by her side. She looked at me and chuckled. There was something in her eyes that I couldn’t understand. She changed so much. She’s become a different woman and I hate it so damn much. What has gotten into her that she became like this?

Yet, Number 114 pressed and pieced those fragments together, and they actually began to heal at high speed. Holy hell—her regeneration was beyond insane! Even Ray couldn't help but marvel. In theory, as long as she had enough "blood bottles," wouldn't she be practically immortal? Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—more rebars fired out. Before her old wounds could close, new ones opened. But her body was already in tatters, and the rebars couldn't pin her down anymore. With a casual tug and twist, she broke free from their restraints. Insane. Completely insane.

"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."

"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

This place… This was the banquet. The mandatory gathering, that all Alphas were required to attend once in a year. My throat went dry. I swallowed hard, my ears ringing as memories surged forward, aligning themselves with horrifying clarity. If I was calculating it correctly, this was five years before the day I was betrayed. My breathing slowed as the realization settled, heavy and undeniable. I had been reborn. I forced my hands to remain still at my sides, even as my pulse raced. The moon goddess… She really answered me.

He had reminded me that as the only surviving heiress to a CEO, I was destined for a massive wedding, not a life with someone like him. He was entering politics and needed my support, which was when he first proposed the contract marriage with Zion Carter. Zion needed a wife and a child, and in exchange, he would back my father’s election campaign. The election wasn’t immediate back then; it was set for a year later—the exact time I ended up dying in my past life. Now, I wasn't returning as the submissive daughter they remembered. I was back to reclaim my name.

I thought salvation was through cutting off all the organs that weren't mine, and I apparently died in the surgery, but the fake death was key to cutting off all the patients Yvonne tied to me. The point in time was the date of my rebirth. If they had no idea about the date of my second chance in life, Yvonne would have to use my blood to connect those people to me, or else she would be the one to bear those diseases. … The next day, I went to work unfazed, but the whole hospital knew I had AIDS now. Donald was already waiting in my office for half an hour. "I can't believe you have AIDS, Cynthia! Who's the guy? You're disgusting! I'm so glad you broke up with me.