Revival Novel Novels & Stories

I couldn’t save her. I failed.They burned her. Burned her so completely that I couldn’t even recognize her face. The body they handed me was unrecognizable charred, ruined, robbed of dignity. I identified my own sister by the moles on her skin. That was all that remained of her. I closed my eyes briefly, my hands curling into fists. Aradhya… I whispered her name in my heart. Don’t worry. I will take your revenge. -----------------------

Now, even looking at those clothes made her feel cursed. Tonight would be the first time she was seeing Xavier’s parents since her rebirth. She needed a fresh look—something new. Something her. She headed to Vernon Mall, the busiest shopping district in the city, and walked into a boutique known for its chic, mature, sexy vibe. Without overthinking it, she started browsing. As she wandered, a particular dress caught her eye—a light purple, V-neck mermaid gown with a thigh-high slit. It hung elegantly in the corner.

“I don’t want to give up on him just yet.” Adam would have never even let anyone step inside this room if it was someone else but he has come to trust Mariah. He has hope that maybe Mariah can revive his father, just like she revived him. He wants her try even though it’s useless but he still wants Mariah to try to bring him back to life. Adam didn’t know that he needed Mariah before he met her.

After going through the subsequent days of torment, Peter was rendered to just a bag of bones who looked sickly. I, on the contrary, regained my health gradually. A healthy complexion returned to my face too. I chose a gravesite for my unborn child. I buried the child's checkup reports, ultrasound imaging, and clothes in the ground. While stroking the ice-cold gravestone with tears streaming down my face, I said, "Come back to me and be my child in your next life, okay?"

“Augendae: Spirit Scan” Breath: Revival – This is a unique skill privy to only a few. Revival is just as it name dictates. It could be regarded as an extra life, because it is an extra life. During the first five minutes of death, the owner of this skill would come back to life, reclaiming her soul from the hands of the minions of the Reaper. However, the more frequently one dies, the harder it will be for them to return. For each death means another battle with the Reaper’s minions. And eventually the Reaper himself would come for the soul that constantly evades his bony hands. And when the Reaper comes, no one can save you. Note: This skill isn’t omnipotent. If one attacks the soul directl

The light fell upon her new face — the face of a ghost reborn. Revania Dirgantara no longer existed. In her place stood Mira Alandra — the echo of the past, resurrected to reclaim a love that death itself could not bury. --- That night, in her dim apartment scented with antiseptic and expensive perfume, Revania — no, Mira — sat before her vanity. She lit a small candle and placed two photos before her: one of Almira, one of Argan. Her fingers trembled as they brushed over them.

, she chuckled. "Good girl", I laughed and looked at the book. "Ammm… which class is this?", I behaved like an idiot. "What?", she threw me a strong glare as if I was asking the name of the president of my country. "The thing is…", I mumbled. "You know I'm always late for the class. So, I have always missed the class" "Haha. It's sociology", she laughed, resting her chin on her palm. "Oh!", I turned back and checked inside my bag. Heck! I haven't bought anything. My bag was full of cola, drinks, perfume and protein shake.

Xander didn’t say anything. But it was Granny whose word made the entire room silent. She exclaimed in her motherly tone, “At last, the time has come. The pureblood is going to resurrect on the throne, to rule not only the werewolf but also the entire Underworld. All the disharmony among the creatures of the Underworld will ultimately disappear. I have to say the process of Xander’s resurrection on the throne is going to be enigmatic and magical.” Francesco and Luciano exclaimed almost together, “ Are you trying to say the same thing we are assuming? Are you trying to say that The Prophecy of Moon Goddess has come true?” Granny nodded her head and replied calmly looking at me, “Yes, I think

“We’re taking everything that matters to him. We begin with Nowelle—then, we finish him. You’ll gain his trust. His heart. You’ll access files, schedules, finances. Every move he makes, I want to know it before he does. Understood?” I stay quiet, processing. This means seeing him more—more than I want to. Just the thought of being near him again stirs feelings I’d rather bury. But then I remember what his father did to mine. I don’t care if I have to be his chef, his driver, his dog walker—I’ll do whatever it takes to destroy them. “Okay, Uncle. As long as Stephen pays in the end, I’ll do anything.” He nods. “Apply tomorrow. Blend in. Be useful. You alone hold the key to your revenge.”

She would let everyone--every patient in the country--to use medicine produced by her company! She wanted to let them realize that the company they once criticized would save their lives! She wanted them to regret the words they had for the company now! She set down her phone and heaved a huge sigh of relief. Her eyes were resolute and ambitious! She was given a chance at life again with her revival. She would never be a good-for-nothing person like she was in her previous life. Bring it on! She would live an unrestrained life and make everyone look up to her…