Sylvara's Rebirth: A New Dawn For Abel Novels & Stories

“Wow, Lissy, was that your family’s driver who dropped you off again? That was a Rolls-Royce.” I stood in the corner of the classroom, staring at everything in disbelief. Only then did I realize I had been reborn. “No, that was my dad,” Lisa Hale said with a small smile. “Not our driver.” The classroom erupted. “Oh my God, your dad is so good to you. He’s that busy and still drives you to school himself?” Lisa smiled and accepted their envy without correcting a word. But I knew she was lying. Every single word. The pain from my last life was still burned into me. I looked at her, and all I felt was hatred.

Every year Azerbel convinced herself it might finally be over. Every year she was wrong. And still... No cure. No explanation. No answers. Not even Skylar had managed to solve it. “I know you've done everything you can, Mother.” Azerbel's voice was gentle. Sincere. They both knew it was true. Just yesterday, Dawin Ray had relapsed again. Now his laughter drifted through the gardens. Bright. Carefree. The sound of a healthy child. Anyone listening would think nothing was wrong. But Azerbel still saw yesterday.

Caius continued patiently, "is sacred. When it finds its match it pulls. What you felt when Ryun's eyes changed, that was the bond recognising you." "It recognised the body," I said. "You said that." "Yes," he said. "So it thinks I am Seraphina." "It does not think," Ryun said. "It connects." "And it has connected to me," I said slowly. "A woman from Colorado who cannot read past middle school and has been divorced for approximately four hours." The elder woman with the silver markings who was still standing by the far wall made a sound that was not quite a gasp and not quite a scoff but managed to be both simultaneously.

Chapter 3: Rebirth The doctor pulled up a chair and sat down beside her bed, setting his tablet aside. His voice became gentler, more human. "I'm very sorry, Mrs. Blackwell." He paused, choosing his words with care. "You were approximately eight weeks pregnant when you were admitted. The trauma and blood loss—your body couldn't sustain the pregnancy. We did everything we could, but..." He trailed off, and Aveline could see him weighing his next words carefully, debating how much to say.

Ah, ah, so Odessa is the one his mother approves of. “She's Queen Kyra.” Uma frowned. “What? What are you saying?” Victor looked around, realizing that he'd fucked up by not bringing the only evidence he had to show his mother. “Eira showed me a portrait of the late Queen Kyra. She overheard the conversation between the King and Odessa. She's the reincarnation of Queen Kyra.” Uma was shocked beyond words; her mouth opened and closed like a fish, not a single word escaping it. A reincarnation?

She winced, her body wracked with pain that seemed impossible to endure. Evette leaned in closer, her voice soft but resolute as she brushed damp strands of hair away from Autumn’s face. “You are Autumn Dawson,” she began, her tone steady and filled with unwavering conviction. “You singlehandedly ran D.O.N. Corps and carried that company on your back. You survived a toxic marriage and escaped your toxic family. You always find a way—even when things seem impossible. I know you want to see this baby, Autumn. With or without Derek, you will have this baby. I believe in you.”

I think I’m losing a grip on it. “Live again…” [END OF FLASHBACK] Did I reincarnate as a woman?? With this body? This girl?? My ex-girlfriend??!

All I could do was scream, scream in pain and agony until my throat hurt, only then I asked, “No! Why?! How?!” Hermes got down on my level, “They will be given a rebirth, Lady Abigail,” he informed me with a reassuringly calm tone. “What?” I asked, “What are you talking about?” I sniffled, the tears still pouring from my eyes and blurring my vision. “Only a God can destroy a God, so only a Goddess can destroy a Goddess; she will be given a rebirth.”

“But…Oh my Gosh! How can you be so sure?” “Because I’ve been there before!” Sylvia yelled and my eyes snapped open to look at her. What? A stunned silence stepped in. My eyes were wide open, shining as bright as the electric bulbs, portraying so many questions. “I’ve been there before, Alex ” she continued, her voice clothed with so much bitterness. “I had gotten pregnant for one of the clan Alphas. And without a second thought, I was asked to abort it”. Despite how strong Sylvia was, I could dictate the tone of a person who was on the verge of having a breakdown.