Novel & Cerita Sleeping Reborn

"Young Master, the Master is showing signs of waking up soon. He moved his fingers earlier before falling back to sleep again." Cedric nodded and then waved at the doctor and nurses who started leaving, as he crossed the room towards the bed. In it lay a young man who looked to be in his early twenties. He looked a bit similar to Cedric, but the aura which surrounded him was gentler. He was like a total contrast to Cedric’s playful, cruel nature.

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Alyssa Watson I jumped out of the bed, forgetting my body was still weak and went to stand in front of the full-length mirror. Have I been reborn? Did the heavens decide to have compassion on me just as I have requested? I touched the unfamiliar face and absentmindedly, a grateful smile crept out of my lips. I have been reborn! I have been given a second chance! I threw a punch in the air and muttered, "Yes!" "What are you doing?" A voice asked, jolting me out. Swiftly, I turned my head and was captivated by the man standing beside the door, holding the doorknob.

The grass had grown back, thick and green, covering the spot where Silas had collapsed. There was no trace of the wedding left. No hint of the "nanny" who had scrubbed floors for a man who never existed. I looked at my parents. They are alive, safe, and free. I had lost a decade in a nightmare, but I had gained a lifetime in truth. I was thirty in a twenty-year-old’s body, carrying the wisdom of a survivor and the power of an heiress. I didn’t need a man to guide me down the aisle. I didn’t need a sister to hold my veil. I walked into my home, head held high, ready to shape a future that no one would ever steal from me again. The End.

I think you should be focusing on your studies instead of pulling stunts like this. After regaining consciousness, I was met with a barrage of accusatory glances. If it had been before, I would have been too embarrassed to say anything, and my face would turn red with shame. Yet, at this very moment, I was seething with fury and resentment; I was no longer that timid version of myself. I had been reborn. I snatched the pink letter from his grasp and unfolded it while saying, "You went to that backwater high school, and you call that studying abroad? You're truly delusional.

“Checkmate.” The light engulfed the room bright, soundless, and infinite. It tore through the machines, through the codes, through the decades of horror that Victoria had created. For a heartbeat, I felt everything:Liam’s voice calling my name, my father’s love, the pain, the freedom, and then nothing at all. Darkness swallowed me. But somewhere in that silence, I felt a pulse again. Not my own this time. A new one. Slow, faint, alive. And I knew this wasn’t death. It was a rebirth.

He lay on my bed with a grim expression, the crimson blood from his tail soaking my blanket. Looking at the web of wounds covering his body, I subconsciously reached out, but Thalyx pushed me away with a fierce look before my fingers could touch them. "Don't touch me." His cold eyes were filled with disgust, and he raised his head proudly as if he were the owner of this room. "I-I need treatment. Give me the medicine, and I'll repay you many times over in the future." Seeing Thalyx's arrogant expression, I knew he had been reborn like me.

No way I was missing that. I was halfway down the corridor when some hunched figure nearly collided with one of my guards. "S-Sorry..." That voice. That rasp. I stopped cold. James? He must've caught my scent too—his head jerked up, eyes blown wide. "...Avril?" Fresh off Nightmaw exile, no doubt crawling back to beg the council to lift his criminal brand. Whip scars still crossed his skin. He looked twenty years older—wrecked. I hit him with a dead stare. When he stepped forward, I immediately backed off, leaving air between us.

"I came back to visit my hometown, but I was ambushed along the way. On top of that, you had always said in your past life that after we got married, we would spend our honeymoon in Costa Solara. That's why I came back." Hearing this, I realized he had been reborn as well. Lucio studied my expression carefully before saying, "Have you been reborn as well? Otherwise, how could you have written Bella's name on the invitation back then?" I didn't answer him directly. Instead, I said coldly, "There is no need to dwell on the past. What's over is over. Take care of your health." As I turned to leave, Lucio called out after me, "What do you mean, 'no need to dwell on it'? After all this time, do y

A faint spark of hope ignites in my chest, I just need to win her trust completely cause once I have her as an ally on the inside, everything else will start to align perfectly. With that comforting thought in place, I finally let go of the tension in my muscles and I slip gradually in and allow sleep to fully take over my heavy body. And right there and then, just as my consciousness begins to drift away, I hear the distinct clicking and opening of the bedroom door and my heart jolts, but I don't dare open my eyes.