Solo Resurrection Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

My legs gave out from underneath me, I tried to brace myself for impact against the ground, but instead my weak body was pulled into strong arms. I blinked, trying to clear the blurriness in my eyes again, the dark spots started clouding my vision, but before it fully had a chance to pull me in, I was met with deep seafoam eyes that shone with so much intensity, “I have you.." *** This chapter wasn't the best, my apologies, next chapter will be better I promise. Shalini Zhara <3

"I tried telling myself it was all in my head, questioning the impossibility. But my heart believed my eyes, and I trusted my heart. In my search for the truth, I found Mason. He's... alive." Silence engulfed the room, a heavy pause pregnant with the enormity of the revelation. Pete and Blaire sat in disbelief, trying to process the resurrection of hope they had long buried. The air was charged with a mixture of shock, confusion, and an undercurrent of emotion that threatened to overwhelm them.

Then I woke up. My soul had settled back into my body like water poured into an empty vessel trying to adjust the strange yet familiar shape. Even so, my sense eluded me, it felt like I was still stuck in that place of nothingness. Like I was still dead, still trapped by forces unseen and all powerful. Tap. Tap. The first thing to return was sound. The incredibly loud sound of pacing in fact, the slow and steady pacing of predator on a wet stone surface slowly started to fill the emptiness death have left in its wake.

Not human. Not something that belonged in this world. A color Rigel couldn’t even describe, shifting and unnatural, like looking into the vast expanse of the cosmos and seeing something that should not be seen. Something ancient. Something terrible. Daniel blinked. His expression was blank. His lips parted slightly, as if struggling to form words. Then, in a voice that was his and yet not his, he whispered— “Where… am I?” Resurrection or Illusion? Silence. Rigel couldn’t breathe.

However, he quickly composed himself. "What do you mean?" Rex asked, seemingly seeking further explanation from me. "You already know, don't you, that my resurrection is connected to Aurel, and I have confirmed that if it's all true, the beginning of my resurrection is due to the contact between me and Aurel. Several times this has happened as you've seen before, and earlier, when I was near Aurel, I experienced the same thing. I couldn't control my pain, and I didn't want to appear sad in front of Aurel. She would surely keep asking probing questions, and at that moment, the thought that crossed my mind was to disappear from her sight," I explained, causing Rex to widen his eyes.

" My mind was overwhelmed with all sorts of surging emotions. Snippets from the past started to piece together in my mind, and various thoughts filled my head. My intense emotions urged me to get up as soon as I could. Oblivious to the changes within me, Selena braced herself to continue hurting me. All of a sudden, the doorbell rang, taking her aback. She threw the towel aside and opened the door. A smart-looking man stood on the other side of the door. He lifted his identification and said, "Hello, I am Zachary Jenkins, a private rehabilitation therapist. Ms. Riley Gibson's parents appointed me to care for her."

While he and his first love celebrated the success of the surgery, I clutched my daughter’s ashes and died on the way to the cemetery. When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn to that night of utter absurdity. This time, I didn’t cry, I didn’t beg— I just walked away to Cambridge, and he went mad trying to find me. ... Seeing the man lying next to me, my heart stopped. My whole body aches as if it has been run over by a car, and the mess on the floor reminded me that I had been reborn. While Gilbert was still asleep, I tiptoed to put on my clothes, preparing to jump out the window and run away.

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.

Trapped in a cloth from a tomb long whispered of. The Tomb of Casperous. The first evil. The recruits gasped, seeing it at last. Miguma’s expression hardened. With a roar, the figure exploded into shards of ice, scattering through the air. Sunlight broke through the clouds. The ice melting instantly. Within moments the ground was dry. The sky was clear. And it was as if nothing had ever happened. —————— Laura blinked her eyes returning back to normal, she was back in control. She stood up slowly, her limbs trembling. Her face was bloodied.

Recommendation: consider termination to minimize risk to the Luna and the pack. I let the paper fall onto my lap and pressed both palms flat against the taut skin of my stomach. “You’re perfect,” I whispered to the little life inside me. “I know you are. I’ve felt every kick, every roll. You’re strong. You’re ours.” A tiny foot pushed firmly against my right hand as though in answer. I stayed like that until the grandfather clock in the hall struck one. The front door opened with a soft click. Heavy footsteps crossed the foyer. I heard the familiar sound of Rowan kicking off his boots, the tired exhale he always made when the day had worn him thin.