Special Force 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.

He was calm and unbothered like it was nothing. Maybe... I was overthinking. Maybe I said something out loud. "...But I heard you say reborn," I insisted, unsure. "Are you sure you're not hearing my thoughts?" His gaze hardened slightly. "I said no." "Don't let fear make you foolish. I was talking about the Replay of that game. Will you participate? Remember you died in the game because your wolf Lena became weak." My shoulders slowly relaxed. Right! That made sense. There was no way... I exhaled softly.

Luna, who had been cleaning the stairs, Karen, who had been talking incessantly, and Drew, who had been frantically signaling Karen with his eyes, were all struck silent. "Who do you think is the real head of this household? If you're unwilling to perform the part you're paid for, then feel free to pack your things and move out of here." I used to be too nice to the household staff at home, which led them to take advantage of me when I was gravely ill in my past life. It was only after I had been reborn that I realized that there would always be people who would take advantage of you—no matter how kind you were to them.

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

Special gave out a nonchalant look and with a weird smile she walked out of her and went to Jeiel who was now conscious. "Jeiel. she called trying to touch him but it moved backward. "I am Special from the underworld and am here to give that which you yearns for, she whispered grinning widely at him. "Now I want you to be good to me because I am your saviour and am here to help you, okay, she fluttered her eyes at him. She closed her eyes and focused her mind on Jeiel. She watched the tiny memories of Jeiel and clicked past them like her gallery.

“You sound like a bunch of girls, all pink on the inside. Mandla’s a busy man and this is the only time he’ll see you. Let me guess, Big John, you’re not a fan of crowds?” “Which operator is a fan, you fucker?” Anton laughed. He was enjoying this. Max would bet that the tough mother was a regular visitor to this part of town. Anton Vorster’s hardness resulted from the brutal life he’d lived as a South African Special Forces Soldier—also known as Recce—ruthless warriors who instilled fear in their enemies. For many years, Recce was ranked as the best trained unit worldwide. Now many of the Former SF men found themselves unemployed. Some turned to mercenary work. Max knew of Recce fighting the

she asked, and when he nodded, she grimaced. “It’s the scariest existence ever,” she answered. “I told you that our strength varies depending on our divine inheritance— the blood of our ancestors waking up in our bodies, right?” “Yeah, I remember about the awakened and the transcendent,” he answered, and then did a double take, his eyes wide. “Is that someone with a stronger divine inheritance than a transcendent?” “They don’t have divine inheritance,” she said. “Then what?” Dr. Jensen was confused, and Evie smiled bitterly.

Silent's voice resonates with authority. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I speak in a nervous tone. "Silent, I need your help. I have a problem that needs to be taken care of discreetly." Silent's confident tone cuts through the air, "Tell me more. I specialize in solving problems of all kinds." Silent leads me through the darkness into an abandoned warehouse, shrouded in secrecy. We approach a group of men, their presence exuding danger and capability. Silent's voice cuts through the silence as he introduces each man to me. Blade, Viper, and Reaper, the best in their field. They possess skills that leave no trace behind.

Asides from myself and his dead grandmother, no one knows his real name of how he looks. Hes a man of multiple talents from technology to hacking to combat skills since he was a special forces soldier. “I'll be on my way then. Have a lovely night ma'am.” He left. I walked over to Kara and handed her the envelope. "Here's the contract. let me know if you want to change anything or add any conditions." she nodded. I walked to the kitchen and followed the recipe as I watched the video while Kara helped wash and prep the ingredients and soon, I was done cooking. I put some food on two plates and carried it to the dining area.

Freezes. Then slowly looks up at me. “You,” he breathes. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Why are you everywhere? In person, online… even in my dreams?” Everything clicks. “Tell me the dream,” I say quietly. He hesitates. “Wait… does that mean you’ve been reborn too?” The word settles between us. Reborn. Impossible. Yet the only thing that makes sense. “I don’t know,” I whisper. But I do. It hits me all at once.