Reborn To My Engagement Night Novel Novels & Stories

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

well sort of reborn. # waking up everyday knowing that the woman I loved is no longer around is devastating but I have to complete my vow before joining her. I went to the bathroom to take a piss. when I was done I washed my hand without looking at the basin mirror. I avoided mirror since seeing my face was a reminder of how alike I looked to the person who caused Kimberly so much heartache. I applied toothpaste to the toothbrush and brushed my teeth. I mistakenly caught a glimpse of my face in the mirror and choked a little on the foam before spitting it out.For the first time since in eight months since Kimberly died, I looked at myself in the mirror and saw myself younger than what I was

Later, I helped with his mother's funeral and burial. At that moment, Samuel made up his mind that he would marry me if he had a next life. "Is that why your eyes reddened on our wedding night?" Samuel laughed. "Was it that obvious?" I pouted. "Even a fool could see it." Remembering the crucial point, I asked him, "You didn't touch Flora in the past life?" Samuel was startled. "How did you know?" I told him that Flora had also been reborn.

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.

Staring at me in disbelief, he stuttered, "D-Did you just hit me?" After harboring resentment for him across two lifetimes, I was finally able to release all my pent-up anger. I let out a cold laugh and lowered my voice. "Yes, I did. Even after being reborn, you're still just as self-righteous and arrogant as you were in our previous life." His expression stiffened before realization dawned on him. "You… You were reborn too?" I ignored him and turned toward the security guards. "Throw him out along with the wedding dress. I don't want them soiling the main entrance of my company."

“It’s the Pack's Mating Ceremony, and your 18th birthday, Isabella.” My hands flew to my chest, expecting a deep wound—but there was nothing. My skin was smooth, unscarred. My dress was the same one I had worn weeks ago, before I dressed up for the Mating ceremony. I have been reborn. This is my second chance. Asher will live, Enzo will not win, and this time, I will not let fate play a cruel game on me. I shot to my feet so suddenly that Mae nearly dropped the hairpins in her hands.

My stepsister killed me. All because her marriage fell apart and she couldn’t stand the sight of mine. She envied the glittering illusion of my “perfect” life—never realizing the truth about what my so-called perfect marriage really was. And luckily, the fate had given me another chance. I was reborn before everything happened. “Father, I want to marry Silas Vane.” The moment Lila spoke his name, a chill raced down my spine. I knew instantly—she had been reborn just like me.

Night after night, Amelia had thought that was love, because surely, love was what made passion meaningful. It had taken her this long to realize that a man could be intimate without love. Ever since Evelyn was born, and Christopher spent so much time caring for Nicole, he had no interest in being with her in that way anymore. Now Amelia understood—he had been preserving himself for Nicole all along. The thought made her feel both bitter. Fate was truly mocking her. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at him. "I went to the birthday banquet as requested. What about what I came for?" She would retrieve her grandmother's heirloom, but she wouldn't make the same foolish mistakes again. She also hat

“Go ahead.” “Is the rumor about your engagement with Mason Bellingham true?” “Certainly.” “How so? Just a month ago, it was said that you were marrying your non-celebrity boyfriend. What has changed?” I swallowed hard as the reporters seemed to have taken more interest in that question as they moved closer and the flashes from their camera increased. I dropped my eyes again on Mason, and he nodded his head at me. Like he was telling me I had it under my control. “My fiancé is Mason Bellingham, and we are to be wedded this weekend. I do not know what else you are talking about.”