روايات وقصص ضمن Reborn Wife Novel Olivia

William whispered in her ear before he put her wife on the bed. Olivia doesn't want any children before because same like Rosa, she is afraid she will be abandoned as her father did to her mother. She had been married to William for ten years, and her husband never stops care for her and love her. When she found out about her sister's miserable life, the big 'NO' giving birth to a child imprinted on her mind. But with only a week, her heart melted when she takes care of Damia. She knows she can't compare her husband with her father and Rosa's husband. His husband is very sincere and loves her so much. Even though he never plead for her to have a child for him, she knows, he will be very happ

Everything sounds ridiculous, but being reborn made her believe in them. "Through a series of tests," Jasmine answered, a hopeful expression on her face. Author's Note If you have read the first book of this series, you would know about the supernatural elements it has. I am sorry if this comes as surprise to you. You can read ' Redemption's Sweet Temptation/ Rebirth insatiable CEO hubby ' for a better understanding.

he said and snapped his fingers " ok what?" in a millisecond I am back in the room I woke up before and I am all alone " fucking bloody duck, was it illusion or a dream just now " no my lips are swollen and I could still smell the fishy smell in my mouth " it's not a dream, not a book and it's raining husband here. please don't let another husband pop up in my life" i smack my head, nothing is making sense " I am in somebody else's body for real and I am a strange ancient queen who is fucking three husbands everyday! Great just great"

After finding out that the city is flourishing with countless opportunities, Florence Chastain drinks far too much out of elation. She begins stumbling toward the home of Gerard Vertes, a widower, in her drunken haze. Even though I have a crush on her, I choose to ignore her. In my previous life, I was worried that Florence might submit to her carnal urges due to intoxication, which might lead to her losing the golden opportunity of moving to the city. So, I rushed over to stop her. But Florence was quick to yank the hem of my shirt while begging me to satisfy her urges. After the wild night, she got pregnant with my child. In order to preserve Florence's reputation, her parents forced

Olivia said first, smiling sympathetically. “It’s fine, Miss. Pikes. I’m only confused about what happened and why you insist I’m your husband.” Blake said, placing his hand behind his head in embarrassment. Seeing Blake’s all too familiar reaction, Olivia smiled more, knowing this was her husband’s reincarnation. She had waited thousands of years for this day to break the curse finally.

before I could say anything Olivia walked in carrying a baby. “Oh, Nathan, you are here. I was coming to tell my husband about your call. I didn’t know you would be here already.” She acted as if she didn’t hear anything, but I could tell that she heard something. Either her father or me when I threatened her. “No worries, I am already here, and your husband doesn’t mind.” I offered her my charming smile. it’s only a matter of time before I conquer you, Olivia. You are the key to taking down your husband. I am sorry that I must use you as a pawn in this game I am playing with my cousin.

She glanced at Peter, standing at the altar, his tailored suit fitting him like a glove. The ceremony began, and Olivia stood off to the side, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. She barely registered the vows, the laughter, or the applause as Peter and Clara exchanged rings. Her thoughts churned endlessly—she had less than forty-eight hours to find the money. As the officiant pronounced them husband and wife, the room erupted into cheers. Peter pulled Clara into a kiss. Everything reminded her of her wedding with Vincenzo. Her marriage to the devil.

The river shimmered, and the wind carried the scent of grass and wildflowers. Ophelia rested her head on his shoulder, their daughter sleeping soundly between them. “You know,” she said softly, “for the longest time, I thought being reborn meant I had to change fate. To rewrite the past.” He turned to her, listening silently. “But I was wrong,” she continued. “It wasn’t about rewriting anything. It was about understanding. Healing. Letting go.” She smiled faintly, eyes on the horizon. “I think I was reborn to learn that even broken things can bloom again.”

“I pray she returns. She made a terrible choice marrying that man, Ethan. He’s a beast. And his new wife—those two wouldn’t let us go, even after getting rid of our daughter.” Her eyes reddened at the memory of the last few years. “That’s not what I mean,” he replied firmly. “Our daughter is really back. She’s back. My Alicia is back—my child is back.” His wife’s face tightened with worry. She thought he was hallucinating again. Lowering her head, she wiped her tears and said softly, “We’ll get you treatment, I promise. I won’t watch you suffer. I’ll find a way to make money for us.”

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.