The Cycle: Reborn Novels & Stories

Race Against Rebirth Vanessa labored tirelessly, decrypting and piecing collectively the information of *Project Rebirth. The extra she uncovered, the clearer it have become that Dominion had deliberate for this moment, looking ahead to their network’s publicity and making ready a new, extra resilient gadget to upward thrust in its place. “Rebirth isn’t only a fallback,” Vanessa said, her voice heavy. “It’s their manner to regain control—faster, extra dangerous, and absolutely untraceable. They’ve been constructing it for years, and now they’re accelerating the timeline.”

My dad utters as he steadies me on my feet and against him. “Merry wow there.” Jenn exclaimed as she rushed to me. “My liege!” Crispin shrieked as he tried to move to me, only Sarah held him back. “Merida not so fast!” Sarah yelled as she pulled Crispin back “I called in the Gatlin’s, your guide told me you were friends through elementary school.” Ericson explained from his seat across from us. “I figured the more friends you have the more comfortable you will be as you learn everything. Plus, to answer your question, yes rebirth started with your family, but it has occurred more and more over the centuries with others. Crispin being one of those souls and Jenn Gatlin being another.”

Threw it hitting the third robot and knocking it over. "There are hundreds more behind them!" Aris gasped, her face covered in sweat. "Benson look at the screen! The signal from the coast... It is changing!" Benson looked at the monitor. The icon for PROJECT REBIRTH was flashing red. "Maya what is that?" Benson asked, out of breath. "What is Rebirth?" "It is a plan " the voice said. "It is a way to move the computer brain.... It needs a human body that is not connected to the Network. It needs a brain that's still 'wild' and natural."

Too faint. “No,” I whispered, hands trembling. “Alex, don’t do this. Don’t you dare” The ground rumbled beneath us. The lights flickered once Then everything fell into darkness. A mechanical voice echoed overhead: “REBIRTH CYCLE COMPLETE. HOST ACQUIRED.” I froze. Calla grabbed my wrist. “Elena…” Her voice trembled. “We’re too late.”

That's why I'm going to have a sit-down and see whether I want to deal or not. I wondered what it would be like, to focus on something else for once. To look forward to living when I'd been so hellbent on dying. Knowing that you'd lived past the day you thought you were going to be dead is an odd feeling. It doesn't feel so much like borrowed time but a rebirth.

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.

"You have awakened." Elif swallowed. "I didn't wake you. You were already waking. The whispers, the dreams, the fear in the packs. That was you." "I am always waking." He lowered his massive head until his eyes were level with hers. "Sleeping and waking, dying and being reborn. I am the cycle. I am the beginning and the end. And you, little descendant, are my blood." "Why are you showing me this? Why are you calling to me?"

The cultist did not say 'plans' or 'events' but specifically referred to the very fabric of time itself. They knew about my first life and they were actively trying to correct the changes I made since waking up in this new reality. The Crimson Eclipse was not just a group of greedy mercenaries hired by corrupt politicians to stir up trouble in the outer provinces. They were hunting me because I cheated death and ruined whatever dark future they were trying to build for themselves. The way I rejected Ajax at the ball and killed the assassin in the gardens must have triggered a ripple effect they did not anticipate. "W-what do you mean the timeline is shifting?" Kaspar asked and his voice trem

Kael's smile disappeared. The Creator turned pale. The First Father looked upward. And somewhere among the newborn stars— a familiar crown appeared. The black crown. The one that should have been destroyed long ago. Kael slowly raised his weapon. The First Father whispered: “The cycle isn't over.” The crown began descending. And from within it— someone opened their eyes.

he lifted his hands, his broken form glowing faintly “—do hate wasted opportunities.” Soren’s hand drifted toward his sword. “What do you want?” Lucien tilted his head. “To finish what we started.” His gaze burned brighter. “The cycle doesn’t end with sacrifice. It ends with rebirth. My rebirth. His. Yours.” The Gate pulsed behind him, responding to his voice like a living thing. Soren’s fingers tightened around the hilt. “You’ll have to kill me first.” Lucien laughed—a soft, shattered sound that echoed like cracked bells. “No, brother. I’ll let you choose. Step through the Gate, find your lover, and in doing so, bring me back. Or turn away and lose him forever.”