Novel & Cerita Shining Bright After Rebirth Novel

I couldn't see clearly anymore as the blood shot through my eyes. My hands were growing limp, this was obviously the end for me. I looked at William with my bloodshot eyes, I will never forgive him. I will get revenge even if I was reborn multiple times as I felt life seep slowly through me. I closed my eyes as I fade into the darkness. 》June 1st 2017 I shut my eyes as the light was too bright at first. I had just left a dark place. What was happening? Did someone rescue me? I looked at my hands, they were whole. It was not even cut. No pain anywhere. Everything felt surreal. I mu

"Well, I won't blame you." Sharon nodded her head excitedly with a fleeting look of sinisterness in her eyes. Kisa woke up again at night. She leaned against the window, looking at the lights outside, and a loneliness and confusion that she had never felt flushed through her. Ever since she survived that fire, her only goal was to survive. Now that she had recovered, her goal was to take revenge on all those who had humiliated and hurt her. But when she was done taking revenge, she lost direction. She brought a glass of wine and leaned against the window. She took a sip, but all that came to her mind was the image of the man she had been with.

Logan carefully put me down, then charged at Niles and they started fighting fiercely. My back hurt so much that I gasped for air. But just then, a bold idea flashed through my mind. Looking at Sophie acting crazy, I knew we couldn't keep the rebirth secret any longer. But more than the rebirth, I needed to create a role for myself. One that could guide Logan to the path I wanted. Logan and Niles were natural enemies. They fought many times. No one had won yet. While Logan was distracted, Niles grabbed Sophie and ran.

My fingertips tingle with unfamiliar energy, and when I flex my hands, sparks dance between my fingers before sputtering out like dying stars. *The powers are returning.* But they feel foreign, unsteady, like they're testing me before deciding whether I'm worthy of their full strength. The energy crackles along my skin, unpredictable and wild, and I press my hands against my chest, feeling the erratic rhythm of my heartbeat. Is this what rebirth feels like—messy and uncertain and nothing like the fairy tales promised? The silver light fades as quickly as it came, leaving me gasping in the darkness, wondering if I imagined it all. But the tingling in my fingertips remains, a reminder that som

Looking at his current state made me feel aggrieved. I forced myself to calm down and said, "Tell me, why did you say I jumped off a building?" "Because... I had mistaken Jennifer to be you. After she died, I took out all my anger on you..." As he told me about what happened in my previous life, I actually calmed down. "Does Jennifer know that you're reborn?" He shook his head. "She doesn't. I didn't tell her." With that said, his phone rang. Jennifer's voice sounded in the quiet room. "Rick, where are you? I didn't find you in your office."

My soul screamed as it broke free from its human shell—no longer broken, no longer bruised. Reborn. In that moment, I felt everything heal. Every crack, every injury. My strength returned. My power, mine again. And with it came something I hadn’t allowed myself in days. Grief. Rage. Hope. I unleashed it. Every scream I had held back. Every ounce of fury. Every unspoken fear. It poured out of me like a storm as my glow shattered the dark. Green light ignited around me—alive and blazing. I felt my soul anchor… back into my body.

I smiled lightly as I listened to the news, feeling completely unmoved by their plights. Their lives had nothing to do with me anymore, after all. After the dinner was over, I returned to my office on the top floor of my company. I stood before the massive floor-to-ceiling windows and gazed at the stunning, bustling nightlife of the city. The cars stuck in traffic looked like a shimmering river beneath my feet. I gently swirled the deep red wine in my glass as I studied the confident, composed smile in my reflection on the glass. I didn't choose to forgive Shane and Valerie after I was reborn. I also didn't choose to cook up a hysterical plan to take revenge on them.

Chapter 2: Walking Up White. Everything was white. Aveline's eyes fluttered open, squinting against the harsh brightness surrounding her. White ceiling. White walls. White sheets tucked tightly around her body. Heaven? The thought came unbidden, almost laughable. But then reality crashed down like a wave of ice water. Heaven? Her? After everything she'd done? After betraying Lucian, stealing from his company, choosing Damien over the man who'd tried to protect her—no. If there was any justice in the universe, she'd be somewhere much hotter and considerably less peaceful.

When we entered the elevator, I was about to ask which floor we were going to when the bodyguard slammed a stun baton against my head, and I watched as he pressed the button for B3. When I finally realized something was off, it was too late. Felix had specially built B3 to torment people. Before I could figure out why he was bringing me to B3, I had already lost consciousness. When I regained consciousness, I was already tied to an electric chair. The person I first saw after opening my eyes was Nancy. She stood behind Felix with an ingratiating smile, pointing at me as she accused, "It was Spencer who worked with the thieves to steal the 200 billion dollars belonging to you! Those criminals

Julian shoved her away, his eyes still locked on me. A look of desperation filled his eyes. "Elara..." his voice became low, pleading. "I really know I was wrong. Can't you just give me one more chance? This life, I swear I'll do right by you. I won't make the same mistakes again." My heart skipped a beat. This life? Did he just say "this life"? Was Julian... also reborn? Did he remember everything from our past life? As I stood there, stunned, the family's security team arrived. They quickly subdued Julian and his men.