Novelas y relatos de Regression - Second Chance At Life

The waves of the ocean, the moonlight of the starry night, and this beautiful nature, witness the beginning of our new life. Hopefully this time I will get the happiness and love Which I was always craving for. To be continued............. A/P "Giving someone a second chance is not giving a second bullet to shoot...... It shows you love, care and mostly greatness. Sometimes giving second chance is more effective than first one. That's because people learn from their mistakes." ~A/N

I inhaled sharply. That's right. I had prayed—prayed hard. "Please, God, if I could just have one more chance, I'd make the best out of it. I might still do bad things, but I'd live differently than I lived this terrible life! I won't make the same mistakes twice! I'll be the best version of myself this world has ever seen!" The priest's gaze didn't waver. "You were granted a second chance," he said simply. "So don't lead a life that goes wrong in a borrowed body."

Once she brought back the supplies, it was time for all business and forget about everything else from earlier. “Alright guys, let’s get started. Just open up you presentation deck to the first slide. Project Second Chance is ready to start.”

It sounded absurd and unreal. Just as people began whispering that it might end unsold, a deep, measured voice rose from the back. "3.1 billion." It was Will. The Wheaton family's faces lit up with barely contained ecstasy. Of course, it was exactly what they'd expected. But then, from the opposite VIP section, another voice cut through the air. "3.2 billion." Heads turned. It was Garson —Will's long-standing rival—smirking with deliberate provocation.

Because in the glow of the monitors, one message blinked across every screen in red text: “PROJECT REBIRTH: PHASE II ACTIVE.” Elena’s world shatters as her supposedly dead sister reappears alive, altered, and hinting that both of them were part of the original Project Rebirth. But now that “Phase II” has been activated, Elena realizes her second chance at life wasn’t an accident at all… it was a countdown.

And the bond, patient yet insistent, waited for me to choose—to choose her, to choose the life we were building, to choose the path away from temptation and back into truth. And I knew, deep in my chest, that if I failed, there would be no second chance.

She held my hand again this time forcefully “You have to make sure he marks you if you want to live. If you die again you may never. In fact, you will never come back. Reincarnation only happens once. Find a way to make it happen that night” After that, very concentrations were lost. I thought of mating throughout the day as I mulled through the house waiting for night to come. I was everything from nervous to anticipatory. Even my friends noticed.

“Just give me a chance to make it up to you.” I looked him in the eye and said, “Do you know what regret really is? It’s realizing you have permanently lost the chance to make things right. My father is gone. The best years of my life are gone. My health is gone. What could you possibly offer to make up for any of it?”

"You know what… In this world, I realized that everyone commits mistakes…that's part of being human after all. But we all deserve a second chance in life." She didn't say anything and only stared at me. “Life is short," I continued. "Five days… that's the only time left for me in this world." I smiled sadly. "But I still want to live. I don't want to go away. I still have a lot of things I want to do in life. But I won’t be able to do that." I let out another sigh. “I badly want to have a second chance but it is impossible now. No matter what I do, no matter how hard I ask for another chance, this is already the end for me. But it's not the case with you." I smiled at her. "You still have al

A familiar pain surged through me as I opened my eyes, and a blinding white light hung overhead. “Look at our son, Tanya—look how adorable he is,” my husband, Damien Slater, said as he cradled a baby at the edge of the hospital bed, his smile warm and bright. I glanced around the room, then at Damien’s youthful face, and the realization hit me: I had been reborn. This was the very day I had given birth in my previous life—the same day my own child had been killed by this monster!