Second Chance Life Novels & Stories

He wasn't just an attorney but a damn good one at that, so I knew I stood no chance, not because I didn't have the resources to hire a team of good lawyers but because I didn't have it in me to put the twins through that ugly experience. “You wouldn't want to drag the kids through all that, do you? You know how messy these things can get,” he added, tilting his head to the side as he held my gaze. I gritted my teeth so hard to stop myself from breaking down in tears in front of him out of helplessness; I refused to give him that satisfaction. “What do you want?” I asked, my voice a shaky whisper thick with emotion. “A second chance.”

I had watched her leave me, and now …’i cannot go through that again’ My mind wandered to this, to the fact that we were both reborn in this new life, we were both given a second chance. ‘It has to mean something. I might not understand the mechanics of a new life, but i understand that i am willing to do whatever it takes to keep her. History cannot repeat itself. We cannot be stuck in an endless loop, one that begins at me loving her and ends with me losing her. I refuse to let that happen. I refuse to relive my mistakes.’

“Human mates are extremely rare, but second-chance mates are unheard of. You must be one powerful anomaly.” She leans back onto the sofa and shakes her head. “I can’t believe this is happening to me. I can’t believe any of this is happening to me. It’s messing with my head.” “I know.” I frown. “And I’m sorry.” I pray she starts to remember her past so she can have some kind of connection to the human world.

Death hummed, and whenever Cece tried to ask him a question, his hums got louder. When they stopped, Cece's body thrummed with energy, and she stared at Death. He was beautiful, and even as he smiled, she could see that there was something sad about him. "You've been offered a second chance, Cece. Get your revenge, and live your life. This is the only chance I'm giving you." And then he kissed her cheek, a small moon mark forming on the spot where he had kissed. Cece touched the spot in wonder and then felt a pain in the side of her neck. There was a snap, and she let out a gasp, eyes flying wide open.

I knew couldn’t make the same mistake again because the Moon Goddess didn’t grant second chances lightly. When I found Cassie at Magnolia Hotel, I hadn’t realized she was my second chance mate until Ice practically screamed it in my head. Everything clicked into place then, and I knew I had to bring her back, no matter the cost. Her stubborness, her coldness, didn’t matter. She was mine, and I wasn’t going to lose her again. Not to Jake. Not to anyone. Cassie finally looked up at me again, her voice breaking the silence.

What I hadn't thought was that life would give me a second chance and I would throw it all away. So as she turned to walk away for the second time in my life it was fate pulling on a big twist, I couldn't figure out the clear details but entails but if I had thought life would pull this at me twice in a life time it was definitely lie as the moment was unexpected and at this it was just about giving up.

AUTHOR'S POV A YEAR LATER The usual belief about life is that a person only lives once. For Orla, though, that wasn't the case. From being mistreated, abused, and ultimately killed in her previous life, she awakened to find herself given another chance to make things right. A chance to fix the wrongs that led to her unfortunate demise. A chance to build that which she should have lost. Another chance . . . to find love. +_+_+ Orla bent down, crouching as far as she could go to pat the last heap of rich brown earth into place. She'd always wanted to try gardening since she was a child, and now she had finally made that dream come true.

he asked, his voice calm but laced with a quiet demand. I sucked in a shaky breath, my mind racing. How could I possibly explain this? My fingers trembled in his, and I pulled my hand away to clasp them in my lap, as if holding onto myself would steady my nerves. “This is… this is my second life,” I finally said, the words tasting foreign on my tongue even after all this time. His brows furrowed, and I could see the questions forming in his eyes. “your Second life?” I nodded, swallowing hard. “Yes, I died, Dante. In my past life, I… I didn’t make it past the next two years. But then the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance—a chance to come back, to change what happened.”

Now as I stand in the afterlife, my life replays before my eyes and each time it shows the scenery of him beheading me, my teeth and fist clenched in anger, my blood boils with fury and my heart screams for revenge. "Light greyjoy, you've been given a second chance to live." The god of life announced, bringing me back to the present. "A second chance?" I repeated, staring at him in complete shock. I thought only those whose deeds were good in their past life_ they were the only ones given a second chance, why am I also getting a second chance? Are the gods not tired of the cries of the innocent? Or have they gone completely crazy? Why would they allow a villain like me to live? Or perhaps th

“How do you always look on the bright side?” “How do you not?” he tilts his head, “You get kicked down, you get back up. You can’t walk, you crawl. Until death, there is always a second chance. Or third…. Or fifth. There is no point in living life like you have tomorrow. You simply live like every day is your last and see opportunities for what they are.” “I’m speechless, Shawn Pierce.”