Reborn To My Engagement Night Novel の小説・ストーリー

Not yet broken. I touched my face, my lips trembling. “No… this isn’t possible.” But the calendar on the wall confirmed it. The day before my wedding. The day before I married him. My best friend Tessa wasn't yet here. I had been reborn. My heart thundered, not with fear, but rage. This time, I wouldn’t walk blindly to the altar. I wouldn’t smile through the lies or swallow my screams. I crossed the room in long strides, yanked open the armoire, and stared at the dress hanging there like a ghost waiting to claim me.

David reached it first. He opened it slowly while Ryan watched beside him. Then his entire expression changed. “What?” I asked quietly. David looked at me. For the first time since this started.. he looked genuinely unsettled. “Mia…” He handed me the paper. My fingers shook slightly taking it. Only one sentence was typed across the page. The second time hurts worse. My blood ran cold instantly. Did somebody else know about my rebirth, did they know i came back, my legs moved on there own.

Outside the city was settling into its night rhythm and somewhere in it a press release was still circulating and Anthony was still angry and Ren was still calculating and Diane was still performing. Four days left in December. Four days until the chapter of her life that had started in a bridal suite with memories of a prison floor closed completely and something entirely new began. She was ready.

“Only five minutes. I’ll be back.” I watched him go, his tall frame cutting through the crowd. For the first time since my rebirth, something fluttered in me. Hope. Joy, even. Maybe, this new life wouldn't be bed at all. Maybe learning to love Nicholas wouldn’t even be hard. It'd taken me less than five minutes to realise how charming he was. In my past life, I'd been too in love with Grey to see it but now the scales have fallen off my eyes, Nicholas Bloodhound was really attractive.

"You've been given another shot at life. However, for your revenge to be more purposeful, the body you are currently in, isn't yours. You've possessed the body of a very weak Luna who was killed by her enemy in the pack. While you are having your revenge, you must focus on not getting killed the second time." Then it faded... ..... "Are you awake now?" A voice tugged at my consciousness. I opened my eyes, my gaze landing on a masked figure.. Looking closely, I gasped. "Alpha Kaden?" I questioned with an iota of doubt. "Did falling from the stairs induce amnesia?" He asked with a chuckle. I shuddered. What was this? I had been reborn. However, not as Reene but Alpha's Kaden mate? The weak Lun

She saw her life unfold in black ink. She read about the betrayal. The moment she met Cyprian—the Wolf in the tailored suit. The contract marriage. The takedown of the Board. The destruction of the Thorne family. She read about the pain. The nights she had spent crying in the shower so no one would hear. The moments of doubt where she almost gave up. And she read about the triumphs. The kiss in the rain. The birth of the twins. The time she dropped a meteor on an alternate dimension.

I shot him a cold glance and snapped, "What does your so-called sacrifice have to do with me? Or are you expecting me to pat you on the back and praise you?" In truth, that overseas program he always boasted about had never been real. It was nothing but a facade he used to impress women and reel them in. I did not spare him another glance as I turned to walk out. Suddenly, Reuben wrapped his arms tightly around my waist and pressed a cloth firmly over my nose and mouth. Some strange fire began burning inside my body, making me breathe uncontrollably. Reuben then buried his head in my neck, making my whole body tremble involuntarily. Images from my previous life flashed through my mind, how h

My adopted sister, Rebecca Lawson, steals the gift I painstakingly prepared for the Don and presents it at a family gathering. Everyone in the room is stunned. So, my parents turned what was supposed to be my engagement party into a celebration banquet for Rebecca. They sit together and raise their champagne glasses to toast her, while I collapse alone in the bathroom, hitting my head and bleeding out. After regaining some consciousness, I use all my strength to call them for help, but only the mafia's consigliere and my fiance—Yves Gilbert—answers my calls.