Reborn To Marry My Past Love Novels & Stories

I fell asleep in Yvonne’s room. By the time I woke up, the sky had begun to darken. Just as I was about to go to the hospital, Natalie appeared at the door and blocked my path. “You can’t marry Yvonne!” I stared at her in indifference and said, “Why not?” “Because you’re my husband! In our past life, you married me! We had a happy marriage! We loved each other. We were the perfect couple that everyone in the city envied!” In a desperate bid, Natalie revealed her secret. She had been reborn, too.

She grabbed the phone on her bedside table, her hands trembling as she checked the date. August 3rd, 2XXX. She wasn’t dreaming. She was back. Three years before disaster struck. She let out a shaky breath and smiled, a rare, genuine smile. This time, everything would be different. This time, she would rewrite her fate. Her family, who had died protecting her... Louis, the man she had pushed away... and Natalie, the so-called best friend who had orchestrated her downfall... Daisy had a chance to change it all. The phone rang, pulling her from her thoughts. The high-pitched voice on the other end was unmistakable.

“That’s actually what I was hoping to talk to you about tonight, Ruby.” “What do you mean?” “You’ve seemed different lately. Ever since you called off your wedding to Lucas and got engaged to Caleb of all people.” He raised his hands in mock innocence. “I know you’ve told me he isn’t as bad as he always seemed, but I just don’t understand.” “It’s hard to explain,” I said, looking away from him. How could I possibly explain everything, my rebirth, the visions of the past I keep seeing, and even his own violent death?

Simon pulled me in by the waist and kissed me more intensely this time. I left him there in the dark, vibrant bar, knowing he would move mountains to save Jackson. To save me. I left the bar with my heart pounding in my chest. Rebirth not only gave me a second chance to live, but it also gave me Simon and the right to love again. I got into the vehicle and drove beneath the city lights, knowing I had a wedding to plan and a game to win.

Instead, he smiled softly, as though he had been waiting for this revelation. “Because I prayed for this to happen,” he said gently. In the future Emma described, she had married Mark, and David had been forced to stand by silently, protecting her from the shadows. Yet, despite his efforts, he couldn’t save her from her tragic fate. The memory of her death had haunted him, and in his despair, he prayed for another chance. Somehow, that prayer had been answered. Emma had been reborn—and so had he. David had vowed to never let her go again.

Before she continued “something in me died. I was on that hospital bed for two months, that was my process of rebirth. Of reborn. I woke up a different person.” He squeezed her hands. The pain was written all over his eyes. “and yes, I loved you once. I loved you enough to spend the rest of my life with you. So if I had made it to that restaurant, and you had popped the question, I would have said yes a million times over.” The tears started to form in his eyes. But he didn’t let go of her hands. He didn’t wipe them off. Elena continued, “but I didn’t. I didn’t make it to the restaurant that night. And you didn’t get to ask me to marry you. That changed a lot of things for both of us. For yo

My heart was hammering so hard against my ribs I thought it would crack them. ​With shaking fingers, I snatched my phone off the nightstand. The screen was perfectly smooth. I checked the top corner, and the breath completely left my lungs. ​The date stared back at me. It was fourteen months before the car crash…before they murdered me for my company. ​I was back. I had somehow come back from the dead. ​Knock. Knock. ​"Raya? Are you awake?" ​The door opened slightly, and Keila peeked inside. She was wearing a soft pastel robe, a sweet, innocent smile on her face.

Yes, this is the story of her past life; she also reincarnated and went back in time. But she did not go back enough; as she woke up a year after she had been given to Xander, she no longer loved Xander; in fact, she wanted to end her relationship with him, but Xander would not let her go. She planned on finding someone more powerful than Xander so that she could be free, so she set her sights on Adrien, but she immediately dropped the idea when she realized he was already married, which confused her because Adrien never got married in her past life and Jenna never lived for this long; she was supposed to be dead; maybe her reincarnation caused something to change. She had no choice but to

“You’d better give me a very good reason.” I took a deep breath. I contemplated telling him that I had been reborn, and I knew certain key events of the past, but I didn’t know how believable that would sound to him. “I have the ability to see glimpses of the future.” The words tasted strange on my tongue. It was a blatant lie, but I didn’t care. His expression didn’t change. “I can help you become the Alpha King,” I continued evenly. “In exchange, I want you to make me second only to you.”

"And now, I want you to be mine forever." I turned my head toward the sound of his voice and saw him drop down to one knee on the ice, holding up the velvet box. That was the exact second the truth washed over me. It hadn't been a nightmare at all. I had died in that parking lot, and somehow, I had been sent back in time. This was a second chance at life, a chance to choose a different path. And this time, I wasn't going to be the naive, foolish girl who believed in his sweet words and ignored his true colors.