Skyrim Reborn Novels & Stories

“Your death has shifted the balance. The Bloodmoon Pack will fracture. Their Alpha will weaken. And darkness beyond their borders waits.” I didn’t care about their fate. I cared about mine. “What happens to me?” I asked. “Your soul stands at a crossroads,” she replied. “You may cross into the eternal wilds… or you may return.” My eyes snapped open. “Return?” “Rebirth,” she clarified. “Not as you were. Not the gentle Luna who forgave too easily. You will remember. You will feel. You will carry your rage.” My pulse — impossible as it was — quickened.

However, every time you reach a major realm, you must fulfill 'Heavenly Dao Level' conditions. After reading the talent description, Sebastian fell into silence for a few seconds, then he was ecstatic! Never did he expect that his talents would change after his rebirth, and "Defying Fate" was an unbeatable talent! Although it offered not just benefits but also risks, for Sebastian, it was nothing he couldn't handle. Great opportunities come with great risks. If he didn't have the heart to face these challenges, he might as well not have been reborn. "The talent has been granted to you. Now you must choose your appearance."

“You are a queen reborn. And tonight, you will prove it.” The relief was short-lived. From the forest beyond the fortress, a low, guttural roar echoed, different from anything they had heard before. Larger, more intelligent, and filled with a palpable malice, it reverberated through the walls. Ryan’s eyes narrowed. “That’s no ordinary Shadowborn,” he muttered. “Something… worse is coming.” Amelia’s pulse quickened. “Worse? How can it be worse than this?”

It felt… too loud. Too bright. Too alive. I glanced back once over my shoulder. The twisted tree seemed smaller from here. The dolls are smudging in the roots. But I still heard her voice in my head, wrapping around my bones like a promise. *Reborn little lamb…* She’d called me into the game. Fully. “There’s no hiding anymore,” I thought, heart pounding as we moved through the forest’s more honest noise. “She knows I’m reborn. And she’s not just after Lucian now. She’s after us both.”

He forced me to abort our baby but got another woman pregnant. I don't even know what to do. Where do I go? What do I do? “Haaaaaaaaaaa... Ahhhhhhhhhhh...!” My tears and screams echoed as I stood in the middle of the deserted road. It was silent except for the sound of the rain pouring down. I looked up at the heavens. I cursed the day I met Magnus Kalan, hoping for only one thing. If I could turn back the hands of time, I would never look at him twice. I would have achieved so much, and most importantly, my parents would still be alive.

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.

“This isn’t me.” I shook my head violently, tears clouding my vision. My reflection blurred as sobs built in my throat. “This is not me!” I screamed, gripping the edge of the mirror as if breaking it would reveal the truth. Then Karina’s voice filled my mind, strong and certain. "It is you, Aria. The Moon has given you another chance. She has clothed you in a new form, but within, your soul remains untouched. You are still you" I collapsed to my knees in front of the mirror, my breath coming in ragged gasps. The truth hit me with a weight I could not bear. My hands pressed against the cool floor as my lips trembled, the word slipping from me in a whisper of disbelief. “Reborn?”

In any case, most of them were born to royalties, as the royalties in her world directly descended from deities. In case of Yhi, the kingdom of light, their ancestor deity was Zorya. However, since the founding of the kingdom, Zorya, the goddess of light only ever appeared once as a Returner to Ancestry. It had been thousands and thousands of years since. That was why her bloodline had regressed. “Do you have a lot of those in your world?” Evie shook her head. “They are even rarer than transcendents. The only returner to ancestry that I know of is Kresnik, the Flame Emperor of Heaven. He is the most frequent returner in history.”

Gwen replied and Cruella bounced her head. “About what you said yesterday, I thought about it..” She started and Gwen looked at her with keen interest, waiting for her to conclude. “How do I do it?” “Do what?” Gwen asked with furrowed brows. “I want to get revenge for my parents. If it were because of Greenville I won't be bothered but like you said, my parents death can't be in vain. So how do I get revenge?” She asked and Gwen smiled. “By becoming the Tribrid.” She answered

I concluded and with that I removed the phone from my ear , I slowly stood up to my feet and walked towards my wardrobe, I pulled it open and my gaze met with Damon’s army green blazer. I contemplated giving it back to him but what logical explanation would I give to him on returning it, what if these items does not even exist in his present world and I end up looking like a fool. How in the world would I tell him that we’ve had an intimate encounter before, but I died that night and somehow got reborn without sounding crazy, I exhaled deeply and closed the wardrobe with a soft thud. This would definitely be one of my deepest darkest secret.