Novel & Cerita Strawberry Shortcake Reboot

"I am. Alice can't bear that I have moved on so fast. Makes me wonder why. Perhaps project Declan isn't working like she thought it would. I half thought she would appreciate my return. She was pretty calculated of what other pack members would think of her." "So you got what you wanted." "What do you mean?" Matt shrugged as he looked up from his glass to meet my eyes. I went into full assault mode. "Don't play dumb. Isn't that why you brought me here? To make your ex jealous? Well, it worked. So I'm going to assume that you won't be leeching on to me much longer. Like Alice had said, I'm nothing but a rebound to you. I am well aware even if you constantly refuse to admit it."

Roxanne's POV Before I was reborn, I already knew that my time was limited. Once I resolved Stefano's regrets, I would return to my own world. The moment I opened my eyes, I found myself still at the bottom of the sea. All I could see was pitch-black darkness as seawater flooded my nose. People all around were shouting my name, and the onlookers on the shore weren't indifferent either. They were all reaching out and straining in my direction.

“I’m so sorry.” I keep moving. I stay low to the ground because the air is better there. I feel like a ghost. I’ve lived twenty-two years as a ghost in this pack, so I’m good at it. At the east water trough, the air is a little cooler, but the water is black with ash. “Maren? Is that you?” I turn around. It’s Reva. She’s leaning against the stone trough, holding her arm. There’s a deep cut there, and she’s got two little kids tucked behind her legs. They’re crying.

Instead, she had simply sent him a screenshot of the bar's surveillance footage from five days ago. Janice dropped by the Anderson residence right after Luke got a good look at the screenshot. She gave him the same speech that she always did—her latest business endeavor had failed, and she needed more money for her next attempt. Luke finally saw Janice's true character behind her mask as he stared at the screenshot. His hands were shaking when he slapped her and yelled, "Janice, you beast! You chased away the person who loved me the most!" … Theresa's Point-of-View

Rhea sneered and pointed the tip of the dagger toward my face. "Galen Asteri is drowning in debt so he ordered you to hire a street thug to stage an attack." "He wanted you to play the damsel in distress so my son would swoop in and claim you out of a misplaced sense of duty." Odetta whimpered from the velvet chair and covered her face with her trembling hands to muffle her sobs. "You are out of your mind if you think we have the money to hire Crimson Eclipse assassins," I argued back and gripped the candlestick tighter.

"...Consider this, Father. Even if the young master was unexpectedly absent, the management of the Grand Restaurant answers directly to the Sterling Corporation. Sera, acting under the name of the Vance family’s eldest daughter, created a massive scene in the private room. She threw wine, hurled verbal abuse at her own sister, and threw a tantrum before storming out. The Sterling family's very first impression of the Vance family's upbringing... was completely ruined this afternoon." Sera froze, turning frantically toward Robert in a desperate attempt to defend herself. "You... you're lying! Father, I only went there to see how she was doing! She intentionally baited me and pushed my buttons

There was another man in a black suit not too far away too, standing by the cake store. I was looking at him when the girl I had bumped into before rushed over to me. She licked her lips shyly and said, “I bought the strawberry shortcake because you said it was delicious.” “That’s nice,” I said. “You’ll enjoy it.” Then I thought maybe it was about time I started picking up on baking again, especially on making the strawberry shortcake. I had to let the cold emptiness and pain of losing Mom and being without her go at some point, hadn’t I?

The truth was, from the first moment I saw him, I already knew—Alexander had been reborn too. But the mischief in me kept me from telling him that I had also returned from another life. Because I didn't want to revisit those memories again. Since we had already been reborn, this life was our true new beginning. The past could be treated like a dream—or like a movie I once watched. Either way, the present was all that mattered. I no longer wanted to dwell on the wounds I once carried. I only wanted to remember who stood beside me now. "Alexander," I said softly, "take care of me for the rest of my life, won't you?"

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

She didn’t smile, but she felt it settle inside her like a quiet win. Until— Five minutes later, Tasha came running up to her. “Ariella,” she said breathlessly, glasses fogged. “Your name—it’s gone. Someone erased it!” “What?” They rushed back to the board. Gone. Ariella’s name had been scratched out and replaced with Brie Walsh—Melody’s right hand. Gasps spread. People began whispering again. “Did she quit?” “Guess she couldn’t handle the heat.” “Melody strikes again.”