The Day You Were Born Book Novels & Stories

He completely dismissed the fact that my mother's body was still in the morgue. I screamed hysterically, "Levi, my mom just died of a heart attack, and you're still trying to extract my bone marrow? You're inhuman! I'll never forgive you for this!" Confusion flickered across his face. "What are you talking about?" I glared at him, shouting, "You don't believe me? Just ask anyone! There were so many people at the wedding—they all saw what happened!" Levi hesitated before finally speaking. "Caitlyn, we can't resurrect the dead. The living is more important. Don't you agree?"

"I can't. I'm wiped, but it's like this hum running through my body, that's keeping me awake." "That'd be the adrenaline. Happened to me too, when yer mam gave birth te you." "Really?" I turn to look at him. We've never really talked about when I was born. I know the basics - my birthday, what city we were in, that kind of thing. "Of course. Yer mam was radiant before she had ye. Just lovely. She loved being pregnant. Said she never felt better in her life. But then when it was time for ye to get here - scariest day of me life."

It took her a long time before she could let out those two harmless words. Asher handed her the rose before he replied. “On this day, three decades ago, a fantabulous soul was born. On that day, the earth rejoiced and the sky sang your praises. Coming into the world, you blessed the living with your presence. Even though your life was hard, you lit other people’s worlds and put a smile on their faces.

She turned the page led her to the very first day her mom wrote on the dairy. “On the 23rd of August 1993. The day I gave birth to a very beautiful little girl. She was very tiny that I could cup her whole body with my palms. Thank you for giving me joy even though you made me struggle a little bit. But it was all worth it. I already have you. And I will give you all my love for you. I will do my best to be the mother you need. I love you, my little gummy bear.” She turns again the page. And read what’s inside.

Hiraya Celeste P.O.V I woke up in a bright place. "Aya, thank God you're awake!" Giovanni was kind to me. Wait! My baby! "G-giovanni, my baby What happened to my baby? Is my baby okay ?!" I ask Giovanni. "Celeste, Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant? Why did you keep that a secret?" I looked at him and forced a smile. "That would have been my gift to you on your birthday. But I don't think I have any more gifts for you," I wasn't numb to not know that my baby was dead. I was hit in the stomach and the baby was not that developed so I knew my baby was gone.

You are not alone. Your Author, Ally Ocampo

"No sir, as long as I remember I woke up in a building and some monster appeared and I just lost consciousness." He took a deep breath, "So you're a reborn." I frowned my eyebrows and said, "What is that?" I pretended to not know everything because it would be too suspicious to just wake up and have knowledge about this world. I should try to act like how a person should typically act when he just wakes up and found himself in an unfamiliar world. ***** Dr. Quazano explained to me, what is reborn, necro, and my current situation. Though I already knew a few things about it, I better understand the present world even more and what I had to do to survive it.

I picked up the journal on the table, turned to a pristine new page, and wrote the first line. [Apocalypse Year One, Day One. Weather: Clear. [I await the fading of crises and chaos, when all things wake to a rebirth.]

now read, "What a nice day for a stroll in the park." I broke down screaming. The phone flew from my hand and slammed into the wall, shattering the screen. "Sophie!" An anxious voice came from the doorway. I turned and saw my and Chester's parents. I scrambled over on my hands and knees and clutched Mom's leg. "Mom, tell me the truth! I have a daughter, don't I? Dottie—just last week, you knitted her a sweater! It's red, with a bunny on it!"

I'll send you to hell first! Maisie's birthday was just a week away, and I absolutely could not let Phoebe succeed. The next morning, I took Maisie and boarded a plane to a foreign country. As soon as we landed, I received a call from Brandon. "Why didn't you take Phoebe on your vacation? Even if she's adopted, you can't be this biased." I smirked coldly. "We'll prepare a big surprise for her. Next week is Maisie's birthday, remember to…"