Skyrim Reborn Novels & Stories

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.

Desperately, but a twinge of doubt remained. “You said you created your company from scratch right? Well, I trust you’ll be able to do so again. I’ll give you the resources you need to create another company while you work for me. If you really want to get revenge then you need a company that rivals David’s company,” Marco said calmly and he smiled before she spoke. He had lit a fuse, that much was obvious from the spark that appeared on her face the instant he mentioned revenge. “I will create his biggest competition in the next year. And use that time to plan strategically, he won’t even see what’s coming,” Tamara vowed.

Sean showed up again, looking so thin that he was almost skeletal. He tried to stab me from behind with a knife while I was caught off guard. But ever since he'd contracted the virus, he was so weak that a gust of wind could knock him over. Thus, I easily took the knife away. "Shane! Give me my life back!" he shouted. I kicked him. "I wasn't the one who gave you the disease. You've got the wrong person. "Everyone must pay for their crimes, even if they're reborn. Macy has already been convicted, and your retribution isn't far off.

Mary, you know, in our previous life, I waited until my dying day and never saw that bracelet! Because the moment Scarlett laid eyes on it, she had demanded it for herself. I sighed softly and placed a hand on Rachel's shoulder. "Don't dwell on it. It's all in the past. Do you have the passbook?" "Of course I do! This time, if they think they can spend my money, they're dreaming." Rachel looped her arm through mine. Her eyes, once dulled and lifeless in our last life, now glittered faintly, like stars in the sky.

In my last life, I chose to marry Julian, the man I’d adored for years. He betrayed me and tormented me until my dying day. Reborn, I found myself back at the moment the Don asked for my choice. Without hesitation, I pointed to Damien, the man rumored to be a sickly cripple. "The choice has been made." I walked out of Don Alistair’s study, the heavy oak door clicking shut behind me. The candlelight in the hallway flickered, casting eerie shadows on the walls.

I caught her wrist mid-air and twisted, just enough to make her whimper. “Stay down,” I said coldly. Then I rose, dusting off my dress, my heart thundering. Tonight, I wasn’t a rejected girl. I wasn’t a ghost. I wasn’t the foolish girl Damon and Selene once slaughtered. I was Lyra, reborn, focused, and beautifully dangerous. I loved the sound of that. And as I walked down the corridor, Selene’s screams behind me and Killian safe in his bed, I opened her phone again. I read Leo’s enthusiastic reply:

That was a masculine sandalwood scent, unlike the crisp, forest-soaked Alpha scent I remembered. Cassian smelled different! His aura was deeper, heavier, and almost intoxicating. But the main question was, why? Why did he change all of a sudden? Pondering over this strange phenomenon, I clung to him, grateful that we were together after all the hardships. For a moment, nothing mattered but the fact that we were both still breathing. Then a voice echoed behind us, cutting through the moment. “The rebirth ritual has been completed successfully!” I blinked, lifting my head from Cassian’s chest, my heart still pounding as the weight of those words settled over us. The shimmering salt circle fade

The light funneled downward in a blinding column, slamming directly into Rebel’s chest. A voice filled the clearing. Ancient. Feminine. Absolute. It vibrated through bone and soul alike, leaving no room for doubt. “BORN OF MOON AND MAGIC. CHILD OF TWO CROWNS. THE FIRST HYBRID. THE BRINGER OF BALANCE. THE TRUE HEIR.” Rebel threw her head back as power surged through her—violent, divine, overwhelming. Green flames erupted along her fur. Silver lightning split the earth beneath her paws. The sky cracked open with a deafening thunderclap.

It was something both of us weren’t expecting but we accepted it since it was a blessing. I learned that there was a reason I was reborn as Sayori. Just like what Empress Yukina said, maybe our lives in the future weren’t meant for us to live. Maybe it was a trial for what we should really be living in. Everything we experienced in the future was to prepare us for this moment. We aren’t sure if we were the only ones who were reborn but if there was something certain, it was that we were meant to stay here. Every moment we are happy here is a moment worth cherishing.

REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.