Second Life Novels & Stories

I'm born with a congenital heart condition. But when my illness flares up, my longtime boyfriend, Zeke Fulton, doesn't try his best to save me. On the contrary, he forces me to sign over my shares while I'm in agony. Then, he stands by and watches as the pain rips through me. I end up dying on that hospital bed. Thankfully, I'm given a second chance at life. I'm reborn on the very last day of filling out college applications. This time, I don't fall for Zeke's sweet talk. I turn my back on him and run straight into the arms of my childhood friend, Hugo Lodge. Hugo wraps me up in his embrace, his lips brushing against the side of my neck. He says, "Elisa, come to Joslin University with

Dying in a trap set by her selfish husband, Bennett, taught Corinne one lesson: loving the wrong person will get you killed. When Corinne wakes up sixty days before the end of the world, she gets a second chance. She sells everything she owns, cuts off her ex-husband, and fixes up her grandfather’s secret underground shelter. She also brings back a special power called the Stillroom. It does not just store food and tools—it holds secrets from lost timelines. Partnering with Devon Cross, a smart survival leader, Corinne prepares for the coming disaster. But saving lives comes with a dark rule: every life she saves causes a new danger to happen. Survival isn't free—it demands a bo

But this version of the world was different. The houses were new. The cathedral stood unbroken. And the people walking through the streets had no faces. Raven recoiled. “What is that?” “The second world,” the girl said. “Why does it look like this?” “Because the first world was made from lives. The second was made from memories.” Raven looked at her. “What is the difference?” The girl lowered her eyes. “A life can continue when nobody remembers it. A memory cannot.” The well began to tremble.

Then what's with all those excuses? Stephen sighed, and seemed to age years in an instant. "There's a lot of layers to this world, Mrs. Wade. For example, the world you live in is one. Charlie Wade's real identity is another, and you've just begun to find out. "However, that's just two layers, and there's a third where humans can live for hundreds of years, and perform miracles no ordinary person could. It's just like all the divine mythologies you've read about, only that much of it wasn't imagined."

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is strange but...I have to act as naturally as I can. After arriving at the platform, I walked to the middle of the pond and closed my eyes while thinking, ' How did I arrive here? was anyone responsible for this? This...this seems like my 2nd chance at life but...but if I am in someone else's body, that means that the previous owner of this body died...but I am still here and everyone is acting naturally. Strange...if that boy with blue hair was waking me up, then it means that the previous owner of this body just died while sitting and commotion didn't occur since he was..sleeping. This...this feels like murder... poison? or something else? this world is magical so i don't much about it.

"What do you mean? If they're not from a past life, then what are they? Do you think I lied to you?" Susan looked serious as she continued, "there is no way I would suspect you Luna, I clearly trust you, even a fool will not say that you're lying after seeing the way you told everything about upcoming things" Luna asked, "then what do you mean they're not my memories of past life?" "I don't think it's your second life, you didn't gone throught any regression, you're completely fine, this is your first life only Luna" Susan said, Luna looked more confused expecting more to know, "can you say to me detailedly?"

Luna cocked her head sideways a little bit, her eyes narrowing as she pretended to think. “I’m sorry, I think there’s more, but I can’t really remember. What did you say your job was again? Designer? Event planner? Socialite?” Lily’s gaze darted between Luna and Rita, she shifted on her feet. “I have a non-profit,” she said, her voice small like she was unsure of herself. “Right,” Luna said, “non-profit. What does it cater to again?” Lily’s shifted again, her voice was even smaller. “Orphaned kids in Africa.”

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 cha

Shelly pov I'm crying in my room.i told my parents that I don't wanna to get Married right now. I want to complete my study and become something in future on my own. I want to make my career. But my parents said that they just wanna to marry me off to a good family and free from their responsibilities. Like seriously. Well my name is Shelly shukla. I am 19 year old with brown hair and hazel eyes. My skin is creamy white with round face and straight nose. My dream is to become a successful computer programmer in future. I just love technology very much.