Reborn World Novels & Stories

“Why am I here?” “You are Luna. Living in my body,” the voice from earlier replied. “I am Alara. The moon goddess has given you a second chance. You and I now own this body. You will have to live my life. You can't tell anyone that you aren't me. You have to promise. Please.” She was begging, and the sound of it brought tears to my eyes. “Then what happens to you?” I asked, and she didn't reply again. I didn't know how I was supposed to be living a life that wasn't mine. How was I supposed to fit in? How long could I keep the cover?

Race Against Rebirth Vanessa labored tirelessly, decrypting and piecing collectively the information of *Project Rebirth. The extra she uncovered, the clearer it have become that Dominion had deliberate for this moment, looking ahead to their network’s publicity and making ready a new, extra resilient gadget to upward thrust in its place. “Rebirth isn’t only a fallback,” Vanessa said, her voice heavy. “It’s their manner to regain control—faster, extra dangerous, and absolutely untraceable. They’ve been constructing it for years, and now they’re accelerating the timeline.”

I opened my eyes to find a shiny knife before me, sending me tumbling back onto the couch in fear. "What's wrong, Lily? Do you want an apple?" my husband, Xavier Henderson, asked. My heart raced—wasn't I dead? Because I kept quiet, Xavier moved closer, still holding the knife. He said, "There's a new coworker who lives in our neighborhood..." I slapped the knife away and frantically inspected my body. And then, realization dawned—I had been reborn!

I concluded and with that I removed the phone from my ear , I slowly stood up to my feet and walked towards my wardrobe, I pulled it open and my gaze met with Damon’s army green blazer. I contemplated giving it back to him but what logical explanation would I give to him on returning it, what if these items does not even exist in his present world and I end up looking like a fool. How in the world would I tell him that we’ve had an intimate encounter before, but I died that night and somehow got reborn without sounding crazy, I exhaled deeply and closed the wardrobe with a soft thud. This would definitely be one of my deepest darkest secret.

Life was quiet and bright. I, Claire Hart, had been given a second chance at life. I sought only wealth, not love. But I had won something far more precious than money: dignity, family, and myself. The End

I lowered my gaze to the ouroboros ring on my finger, then touched the iris birthmark at my collarbone. The phone rang—it was my assistant. “Boss, are you attending tomorrow’s charity gala?” “I am.” I smiled faintly. “If I’m going to be a queen, then the world should see what true elegance and cruelty look like.” I hung up, poured myself a glass of Louis XIII, and raised it toward the moon. “Here’s to hell. “And to rebirth.” I drained the glass, turned, and walked into the sea of lights.

He must have killed father and Lyvia, the only two people who loved that arrogant and obnoxious Diana, because he feared father might lead the war. Then got me expelled from the pack to have full control over me. He kept monitoring and controlling my life after that. But— I killed myself in my previous life. Whatever the reason might be, that kind of death is considered unnatural. What happened to the world after I died? How did I return? By now, I know… it wasn’t God’s will because His will is with the Saint. So, how was I reborn? Why was I reborn? Did Serith bring me back to life?

The twenty Goliath Reapers sat like rusted monuments in the salt, their engines dead, their pilots sitting in the dust, staring at the sky with wide, unmasked eyes. The "Zero-Pulse" world was gone. The machines of the South still existed, but the "math" that governed them had been permanently altered. They were now tuned to the frequency of the North—a frequency of empathy, of wildness, and of connection. Rhea and Elias stood at the mouth of the Genesis-Vein as the sun rose over a world that was finally, truly alive. The orange sky of the Barrens was beginning to clear, revealing a pale, hopeful blue.

{Notice, that world is neglected by the high gods of this universe, only a low ranking goddess remains in that world, your job is to stop that universe from falling to complete nothingness by performing the quests given to you by the Abyss trough the Pandora system} Oh! Like a RPG right? But at the very least make a rich girl with power in society! That world is built on hierarchy right? So if I need political power I would have that family support me right? At the very least I would consider that as a blessing! Please? {Notice, the host will be given the best chance for the mission, your request have been agreed upon by the Abyss. High ranking noble aristocrat descendant, target located! Re

“It gets weirder the more I investigate it, so I had people go to the US. Reborn first appeared six years ago. It’s said that she only stayed there for half a year and then magically disappeared. She showed up again on Europe’s stock market two years ago. Her methods were similar to before, but she backed out after earning ten billion dollars. She popped up in a few places around the world in these few years, and her movements are irregular.” Chester squinted his eyes and crossed his arms. “Has anyone seen the real Reborn?”