Reborn To Marry My Past Love Novels & Stories

she blurts out raising her voice a little “Three years ago I wasn’t ready, now I am, besides you broke up with me, not the other way round” I reminded her “We both know you never really loved me Chris, that’s why, but I loved you and I still do and now I’m back, we can still get married” she said, the desperation in her voice irritates me “Amelia! Are you out of your mind? My fiancée was kidnapped and you came to tell me this nonsense?” I lash out at her

"Could it be... Could it really be... that I'm still alive? Have I truly been reborn?" Sigourney would live her life over again, one more time. This was not a dream. She had returned to six months ago-when she was at her most beautiful, most radiant, and had the strongest pillar of support in her husband. A faint smile curled on Sigourney's lips as she gazed thoughtfully out the window. This time, she would make them pay. Every ounce of suffering she endured in her past life-she would reclaim it all, with interest. A hundred, a thousand times over.

She'd refused him firmly then, but the memory pulled her under now, a whirlwind of temptation amid the vows. This was the same day, same event, and same man as her past life—yet she was no longer the naive bride blinded by hope. Reborn with foresight, she'd hardened, plans simmering beneath her lace gown to upend the betrayals ahead. Suddenly, Howard's grip tightened on her hand, a subtle squeeze that yanked her back to the present, grounding her in the warmth of his palm through her glove. Today, I marry Howard again, she thought, resolve steeling as the quartet's soft notes swelled around them.

He looked like a fairytale prince, like the man I once trusted with my soul. Like he hadn’t ripped it out of my chest. My knees buckled, My father held me upright, whispering something I couldn’t hear over the pounding in my ears. And then everything began to make sense. The Moon Goddess answered me. She heard my prayer, she sent me back to take my revenge. I had just been reborn six years back, to my wedding day with Darren. To the very day I married the man who would kill me and his unborn child. To the moment I made the biggest mistake of my life.

“We built this… our world.” Damian’s eyes shone with emotion. “Yes… our world. Our life. Our love. And it’s only going to get better.” Aria looked down at her hand in his, then out at the city below. “I finally understand… I wasn’t reborn to love a man. I was reborn to find myself. And in finding myself… I found the love I truly deserved.” Damian smiled, pulling her into a gentle embrace as the wind stirred around them. “And I’ll always be here, with you, for that love. Forever.”

For the first time, Simon defied his father and shot back, "Then disown me! I only want Fran!” "Fran, you might not believe me… but in our past life, you married me!” "We loved each other, grew old together. That was our destiny! But now everything’s gone wrong!” "Come back to me. Whatever Spencer can give you, I’ll give you tenfold!" So, he had been reborn too. It’s no wonder he and Carina, who had barely crossed paths in our previous life, had become inseparable lovers almost overnight this time. Had I not been reborn myself, I might have actually believed his lies about growing old together in our past life. However, I could not understand why Simon was so desperate to cling to me in this

"Nathan! I was wrong! I really was! You're right—Travis is nothing but a scumbag. I knew it from the first time he asked me for money to pay off his gambling debts. I just didn't want to face it! If I begged you to forgive me one more time, to give me a chance to start over, would you give it to me?" My footsteps halted, and I turned around to look at her. Tears were streaming down her face. But there was no longer a trace of warmth in my eyes. "It's too late. I'm never looking back." In my previous life, I had given her 50 years. If she'd shown me even a single moment of genuine love in all that time, I might have been moved by her tears. Unfortunately for her, her heartlessness in the prev

My parents had always held me responsible for Andrea's death, and Steven's heart had always belonged to her. I was the outsider and the disposable one. Reborn, I made a silent oath: I would live for myself and sever all ties with them.

Don’t you forget it? She remained unwilling to accept it. “Now that Isabella is gone, I heard she's even getting married to someone else. Can't… can't we just try? You used to love me so much." She cried pitifully, looking utterly broken. Vittorio stared down at her. Suddenly, in a bizarre, chilling tone, he said. "Smile for me." "What?" She was too confused to offer a smile. Vittorio’s patience evaporated. He issued a cold, sharp command.

My fingers trembled on the edge of reality as a thousand memories surged into my mind…hospital, betrayal, blood, the staircase, his hands, my death. I was back. Two years before. Back to the very day I said yes. He waited with his eyes bright with anticipation, the same eyes that once watched me fall. I swallowed the bile in my throat. My heart hammered in my chest but not from love, but from clarity. This wasn’t fate. This was my rebirth. And I would rewrite the ending. "Yes." I said as I smiled. His face lit up as he leaned in to kiss me. I let him but behind my lashes, I didn’t see my future husband…I saw a man already dead.