Shining Bright After Rebirth Novel Novels & Stories

It was bigger than before, cleaner, protected, and organized in rows that stretched farther than she could see. Inside that space, she was not pregnant. Her body felt light again, free from the constant pull on her back and the pressure under her ribs. Instead of her round belly, three small bulbs of light floated in front of her. One was gold, one was silver, and one was purple, each glowing with its own strange little pulse. Vera looked at them for a moment, still not fully used to the fact that the babies could meet her here, talk to her here, and watch the world through her even before they were born.

"Are you alright?" I am not alright. I died. I fell off a cliff and died and now I was in someone else's body about to marry a man I'd never met. But the memories... my memories were intact. I remembered everything. Dominic. Vivian. The betrayal. The fall. Moon Goddess, you actually listened. A second chance. I touched my face again, tracing the unfamiliar features. This body... it was mine now. Somehow, someway, I'd been given another life.

I just had to dedicate the time to explain that I wasn't their Alpha's wife. It was still hard to believe that I was alive. And now that I was staring at the mirror, clad in clean clothes, I was more than shocked. My hair was dark, and this one was blonde. These features were sharper. Bolder. I didn't have my brown eyes anymore. I was now staring back at blue frosty ones. My hands flew to my mouth immediately. I was shaking all over. “What is this?” I whispered. “Your second chance,” a voice in my head whispered. “You are now Alara.”

My heart beat again—not the weak, failing rhythm from before, but strong and steady and filled with power that threatened to crack my ribs from the inside. My eyes opened. Pure white light blazed from them, illuminating the ritual circle with radiance that made the witches stumble backward, their chanting faltering. The purple witch-fire that had enclosed us flickered and died, consumed by the silver luminescence pouring from my reborn body. Kelly's face went from triumph to shock to fear in the span of a heartbeat. She took a step back, the crystal slipping from her fingers to shatter against the stone floor, releasing the stolen essence in a burst of silver light that rushed back to me lik

I knew that he resented me for letting Wendy discover what happened between us that night. If Wendy had remained clueless about us, she would never have left. At that point, I broke off from my thoughts. I brought Connor the antidote to the drug and some cold water. After helping him with the pill, I put a cold compress on him. After all, in the previous timeline, he had sacrificed himself to save me. I had to pay him back for that. “Where’s Wendy?” The antidote and cold water had helped him regain some of his senses.

The young man, wearing a black shirt over a black T-shirt, had white earbuds in his ears, creating a striking contrast. It was him again. Sea Finley. She silently repeated the name of the young man who, in the future, would become the main character in her novel. Why am I running into him again? Isn’t this happening too often? Ayleen wondered. Without realizing it, she hadn’t taken her eyes off the tall man and had been staring at him for several seconds without blinking. The man Ayleen was staring at, his brow furrowed, suddenly looked back at her and furrowed his brow.

An old but powerful voice pulled me out of the endless darkness. "You're the one, Lily Stenson." I looked around the York family's indoor training grounds. The one who had just spoken was Emily Harrison. It was then that I realized that I had been reborn. I was surrounded by dozens of other elite bodyguards, who were clad in black training uniforms just like mine. They were the cream of the crop of other security companies within the country and were sent to participate in the competition.

After leaving Mom's dream, I returned to the Bridge of Happiness, where the Keeper looked at me and smiled gently. "Go on, child. Step into the cycle of rebirth. You'll be safe, loved, and happy in your next life." I drank the tea and stepped through the gates of rebirth. A brilliant white light flashed before my eyes, and I instantly lost consciousness. When I resumed consciousness again, I found myself cradled in a warm, soft embrace. A gentle lullaby drifted into my ears, and a faint scent of milk lingered in the air.

I gripped the pendant tighter as I stared at my reflection in the steel. This wasn’t just revenge or running away. This was a rebirth. And somehow, being on the wrong side never felt so … right. *** 040725, Anne Joyce

My head felt light, "Tokyo? He just ran away? The Richard I know doesn't just run away. He fights. He doesn't accept defeat." I thought about my past life, the one I had been reborn from. I had come back three years in time to fix everything, but the story was changing. It was nothing like the usual script I had remembered. Richard was gone. Eleanor was dead, and Katherine is lurking in the shadows. Was it that easy to be finally free? "Maybe he finally gave up," Michelle suggested, sounding relieved. "Maybe he's really scared of my brother." "Maybe," I whispered. But deep down, a chill ran through me. It felt too easy. It felt like a lie.