Second Chance Life Novels & Stories

I think that I have convinced myself that everything was gonna be so amazing between us and I’m sure the grief is playing a lot of tricks on online right now because not only in my morning the loss of my baby, but I’m also mourning the idea of a relationship that really never truly existed. The paranoia was really becoming overwhelming. I felt like every car I passed was following me. Every person I walked by was staring. I am TRULY losing my mind. I knew I would feel better once we moved. Perhaps I should get a new vehicle too? I’m sure I am just being paranoid. Better safe than sorry, right? *** 1 week later Moving day! I decided to lease for now. I’ll go ahead and list my house and get it

“I need space. I need air. Don’t call me, Jamie. I’ll figure something out later.” The door shut with the familiar click of a life ending. I was left alone in the cold hospital room with a two-day-old baby and the crushing realization that Larry had been right: I had traded a life of solid, genuine love for an explosive moment that left nothing behind but dust. Julian never called. He vanished completely, leaving me to face the monumental, humbling wreckage I had created.

But this man, this incredible man who continues to make me happy, who continues to make my life better than I thought it could be, just keeps giving me gifts. I know he’s afraid. So am I. But this gift is too precious to waste. I feel like the Moon Goddess if giving me a second chance at happiness, a second chance at life and I’m not going to pass it up. So while I know that Dimitri is terrified of losing me, I know that I’ll suffer whatever pain is necessary to bring this child into the world so that we can continue to celebrate our lives together, giving our child the happiness that he or she deserves. “There is one possible positive in all of this,” Dr. Akeso says.

If they knew, they would only push me into attending another second-chance evening. I had once made the mistake of going. The set-up resembled human speed dating: women seated at tables while men moved from one to the next. The difference was that we wolves spent those five minutes holding hands and staring into each other’s eyes, searching for a connection. Once past the age of thirty, the mate bond is no longer overwhelming, though faint traces of it can still be found. No one truly knows what those ‘hints’ are, as they manifest differently for everyone. That evening had been the longest and most uncomfortable of my life.

"Mr. Lucas, why don't you just take my life instead?" Across from her, Lucas barely blinked, unruffled as ever. His gaze was as steady as it was unnerving. "Ms. Lila, I think you’re selling yourself short. Your life is worth a whole lot more than that. High-ranking officials from Westvale once offered over a hundred million dollars to see you… out of the picture."

, I chuckled, pointing her out. I heard her laughing in a low tone. That was much better. "The sensible girl also believes not to hurt herself over and over. You know people say life gives us a second chance. But for me, I was the one to give a chance. I gave my life a second chance, even a third, a fourth one. But life chose to disappoint. I'm not giving it a chance anymore" "You're the rule breaker of your own rules, girl", I sighed. "Sort of", she laughed.

Her past life had been nothing more than survival. And the truth? No matter the cost, she wanted to keep this life. Forever. Even if it burned her alive. Trailing her fingers through the soapy water, she watched as ripples spread outward. Two months. Just two months, and this ordeal would be over. Her voice was barely above a whisper. "Thank you, Adelaide. For giving me a second chance at life. I promise to make the most of my time as you… so that when you look down from wherever you are, you’ll be pleased."

"Give me a second chance..." I ignored him, taking a step back. They always wanted a second chance, one they couldn't keep. In the past, second chances had been given to members to prove themselves. However, they run to the rival tent the first chance they get and give them incriminating information with which they could be defeated. "You've blown all your chances, James; in your next life, I am sure you'd choose to stay loyal no matter what."

"You have been granted a second chance at life." I struggled to comprehend her words, my mind still clouded by the lingering tendrils of unconsciousness. Second chance at life? What does that mean? "Wha–What do you mean?" I murmured, my voice barely more than a whisper. The Moon Goddess smiled tenderly, her eyes shimmering with the boundless depths of compassion. "You were on the brink of death," she explained, her voice resonating with a serene clarity that cut through the haze of confusion. "But I have intervened to grant you a reprieve."

Choosing our kids. I look back on all I went through. My second chance feels complete. Now I get to live the life I was always meant to have. THE END.