Novel & Cerita Sisters In Rebirth Enemies In Fate

It was obvious to me that Calvin was green with envy as he glared at Callum. Karen began to sob. Her words shattered the tense silence. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Latham! Mrs. Latham and I gave birth on the same day, and I selfishly had my husband switch the babies. Calvin is, in fact, your biological son. "I'm so sorry for doing this, Callum! I merely wanted you to live a better life with the Latham family. Please forgive me!" Callum was visibly shaken by Karen's revelation. It also sparked a flurry of whispers in the crowd.

"As for my four other brothers, they've been nothing but wonderful to me. But I always had a feeling that they might be the reincarnations of my fellow apprentices. "They've forgotten everything and grown up peacefully in this life, even becoming my protectors. But I can't forget how they died protecting me. I need to know the truth. I need to know if they really are my fellow apprentices reborn; they will make it through this life safely." When she finished, she let out a long breath, as if a great weight had been lifted. But she was quickly filled with unease. Everything she had said—rebirth, the arcane world, massacre, Netherrealm, reincarnation, and revenge—sounded absurd. To anyone else

Because in the glow of the monitors, one message blinked across every screen in red text: “PROJECT REBIRTH: PHASE II ACTIVE.” Elena’s world shatters as her supposedly dead sister reappears alive, altered, and hinting that both of them were part of the original Project Rebirth. But now that “Phase II” has been activated, Elena realizes her second chance at life wasn’t an accident at all… it was a countdown.

"I know you like Henry too, but you can't frame me like this—Mom, please help me!" My mom slapped me across the face. "Liz Stanton! I'm telling you—your sister is about to be a rich man's wife. You'd better admit you stole Colette's plan, or I'll make you regret it. You've always been nothing but trouble; if you were half as sensible as Colette, I wouldn't be so vexed every time I look at you."

"As everyone can see. We added four new members to our family today. Tiffany is temporary. Tiffany needs a permanent master, and I will assist her in finding one, as she, like Chastity, Mom, Amber, and Charlotte, is a natural submissive who cannot be left alone. She will stay here and Barbie or Mom will keep her safe unless she is with me. I'm going to find a tutor for her and my sister-wives to teach you each what you need to know to be the perfect trophy wives. The other three are the Sisters of Fate. They are the ones who created my problems and think they gave me my powers; they did not. The Sisters are here because I've found my destiny, and they actually messed up and now belong to me.

The moment I finished speaking, everyone went completely silent. The beautiful merman blushed with embarrassment. Lyra Pendragon, my younger sister—her mother was my father’s concubine—did not expect me to be so resistant to this merman. She widened her eyes in shock. "Mirella, can’t you see that this merman is seriously injured? Why didn't you offer to help him? I can’t believe you insulted him instead! I know you’re jealous that the white tiger chose me first, but you shouldn't have taken your anger out on this innocent merman! I really didn't expect you to be so cold-blooded!"

The high priestess wasn’t forthcoming with her auspicious news, instead she chewed on some rye bread which was offered to her by my lover’s father, flashing him a smile as he walked away briefly. Her eyes were on me now—Strange, surreptitious, secretive. I folded my arms, the v lines across my brows creasing even tighter, “Spill it, Imelda. You know you have something to say to— “The goddess spoke to the elders and I.” I snorted, “Yes?” “Two sisters born of fate’s design, One bathed in darkness, the other in light, The curse shall rise to where love has lied, A chosen heart will be cast aside,

Later, I helped with his mother's funeral and burial. At that moment, Samuel made up his mind that he would marry me if he had a next life. "Is that why your eyes reddened on our wedding night?" Samuel laughed. "Was it that obvious?" I pouted. "Even a fool could see it." Remembering the crucial point, I asked him, "You didn't touch Flora in the past life?" Samuel was startled. "How did you know?" I told him that Flora had also been reborn.

"Why did you leave? Weren't the three of us going to play a game together?" Camila fought desperately, but the madwoman clung to her, giggling. "We agreed that the three of us would play together… He even found so many people to join us. Why did you run? Why did you leave me there? Say something, my darling daughter!" I stumbled back, stunned. The madwoman was Mom. In my past life, she'd been fine right up until I died. Camila thrashed and tried to shake her off. "Let go! Who are you calling your daughter? I don't know you!"

“Madam Brown, thank you for bringing so many reporters here today. Otherwise, things might not have turned out this dramatically.” Madam Brown finally came back to her senses. She glared at Evelyn furiously. “Evelyn, you shameless woman! One of them is your fiancé and childhood friend, and the other is your older sister! How could you do this to them?!” Evelyn let out a mocking laugh. “Are you alright, Madam Brownn? They were the ones who hurt me.” She paused, then corrected herself. “No. You were the one who joined them in hurting me. What I did today was simply returning the favor.”