Resurrection: A Novel Novels & Stories

Slowly I sat up feeling like a complete different person it was then that I noticed I'd been laying on top of a stone coffin. He put on top of someone grave? Strength moved through me, settling into my muscles and my bones. Lifting my hands, I notice no changes in them save for the fact that my skin has taken on a dewy sort of glow that's and my arms were exposed. Glancing down I was surprised to find that I was not wearing the white dress I was executed in.

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Evans said and Hazel placed the book on the table and wasted no time in turning the first page. She saw that it was blank and she took a quick glance at Mr. Evans before standing upright. She muttered something which was no doubt a spell and she placed her hand on the book. When she took her hand off, she saw a drop of red ink which started to form into words and she read, “The body is made mortal but there is an immortal body. If triggered, the inner body is quickened. The Chosen One shall make atonement on the land of ashes.”

"We were struck with dark magic, and then a witch used that fact to control you... That led you to your death." I rubbed my chest at a flash of pain. Weird. My body had no marks from fresh or old injuries, but I was convinced that something had stabbed my heart. Moreover, I was certain that it was the exact moment I died. Now I discovered that a phantom pain was a real bitch. Once I learned something about my death, I decided that I should find out more about my resurrection. "How did I come back to life?" Nova locked her emerald eyes on me and slowly opened her trembling lips. "I... summoned the Moon Goddess... and said that you died unjustly."

The Last Architect; Deep within the heart of the old world, beneath a structure preserved not by necessity but by reverence, a single man stood at the edge of time. Liam. No longer the young genius who once bent systems to his will, No longer even the resilient survivor who had outlived extinction. Now An Elder. His body frail, his movements slow, but his mind… still sharp in the way that only those who have seen everything can be. The chamber around him pulsed softly with light. Not harsh, Not mechanical but very much Alive. The Resurrection Project his life’s final works stood complete. He exhaled slowly, steadying himself against the console as his gaze lifted to the tank at the center of

Just let me rewrite this…Let me rewrite me. A single tear slipped from the corner of her eye. Then… nothing. No nurses rushing in. No family holding her hand. Just the sound of rain. And silence. ——— There was a bright flash of light. The first thing she noticed was the warmth. Followed by the feeling of soft sheets that might have just been under the sun, then drizzled with lavender scent. A quiet hum from outside…people? Elara's eyes flew open. She sat up, heart slamming against her ribs. Her hands were smooth. Her wrists unscarred and her hair long, thick, not hacked off during another "episode."

"They're not exactly the same. They're changed. Marked. They carry death with them. They're alive but also not. Walking between. Forever caught. You need to be okay with that." "What does that mean?" I demand. "What kind of changes?" "I don't know." My mother looks scared. "Every resurrection is different. Every return unique. But none of them come back completely whole. They're all missing something. Or carrying something extra. Or transformed in ways you can't predict." Luna hesitates. "Should I still do it?" I look at the space where Zephyr died. Where Erebus sacrificed himself. At the mates I lost. The loves I need back.

After walking away from that smoking wreck of a company, I'd leveraged years of real operational experience and an unblemished track record, and a headhunter from Nova Commerce had come calling with an offer I didn't have to think twice about. "Erin." My assistant Sophie knocked and poked her head in, her expression a little uncertain. "There's a woman downstairs insisting on seeing you. Security's turned her away multiple times but she won't leave. She says she knows you, her name is Cassie. She seems... not quite right." My hand paused over the file I was reviewing. "Send her up." Ten minutes later, the office door opened. I almost didn't recognize her. Cassie was wearing a dirty old coat.