Novel & Cerita The Joy Of Creation: Reborn Chica

Luna's POV “You have to live a life that isn't yours, for the moon goddess has granted you a second chance. There will be turmoils, and there will be troubles. But they are all tests.” “Luna!” Someone screamed in my head, and I frowned, with my eyes still closed. The voice in my head seemed like a dream. I remembered talking to someone that seemed like a light. She was pretty, with white hair. She spoke about a second chance.

I avoided Marcus and went to the study. When I unlocked my phone, I found exactly what I expected—Mirabelle was livestreaming. In my previous life, she had done the same thing, sharing her "day in the life of a rich family's housekeeper" online. She even claimed she was going to follow the lady of the house and challenge herself to reverse aging in thirty days, going from 40 back to 20. At the time, her viewers were in stitches, flooding the chat with comments. "Ma'am, you'd have to be remade from scratch. If you can go back to 20 in 30 days, I can go back to kindergarten!"

In my last life, I chose to marry Julian, the man I’d adored for years. He betrayed me and tormented me until my dying day. Reborn, I found myself back at the moment the Don asked for my choice. Without hesitation, I pointed to Damien, the man rumored to be a sickly cripple. "The choice has been made." I walked out of Don Alistair’s study, the heavy oak door clicking shut behind me. The candlelight in the hallway flickered, casting eerie shadows on the walls.

Shakily I reach out my hand to her neck and breath out a slow breath, trying to gather myself and the courage to touch my mate. Her skin sends a pulse of energy through my body and instantly I feel some of my usual strength return. A gasp escapes my throat and I snap my hand back from her like I’ve just received and electric shock. What has happened to my mate? Ophelia stops chanting and turns her head up to look at me. Her eyes swim with tears but her lips are pulled up in a smile. ‘Channon, it is a miracle. Keeva is the moon Goddess’s daughter, reborn on this earth and fated to be your mate. You are the chosen ones.’

“Rebella, since it’s a tribulation, we have to go through it. You have to be ambitious, determined, and strong-willed to survive. Under the Heavenly Tribulation, you can only survive if you aren’t afraid of falling. We will all be your support.” When Rebella heard that, her eyes reddened. “Master, I won’t disappoint you. I will repay everything I owe you by continuing to live.” Then, she turned around. The Genesis Divine Light activated. Her entire body exuded golden light. “Rebella, good luck!” Adair shouted, “We will be with you!” Xatia also shouted, “Rebella, good luck.” Xitlaly said, “We will assist you in going through the tribulation.”

She staggered to the foot of the bed and fell to her knees. “She… She died?” Dmitry looked her in the eyes. “She transcended. She died… yes. But she is being recreated. As Goddess. As Mother. As fire that burns even within darkness.” Carla brought her hands to her mouth, tears streaming down. “She was just a girl…” “No,” Dmitry corrected. “She was everything. We just took too long to realize it.” Alexei walked over to her and helped her up, carefully. “It will take time, but she will return. And when she does… the whole world will feel it.”

"Mom, I want to marry the vampire! I don't care about lots!" As I opened my eyes, I could still feel the pain of being bitten and torn apart. When I heard Sophie Anderson's spoiled voice, I quickly realized I had been reborn. But why did Sophie make a different choice this time? Sophie was adopted and a fake heiress. In my last life, she had immediately picked the werewolf with six-pack abs and handsome features. She even cried and begged to marry him.

In my past life, Mom and Dad force me to jump into a freezing lake to fish out the necklace Ramona Stone, their adopted daughter, dropped. I end up running a 104-degree Fahrenheit fever, lying in bed barely conscious, while my whole family flies off to Solara for a vacation just to cheer Ramona up. I call Mom, trembling and barely holding on, only to be met with impatience. "Ramona is finally in a better mood, Harper. Do you really have to be so inconsiderate? You should just take some medicine yourself." I have no choice but to drag my weak body downstairs to look for medicine. I accidentally fall down the stairs and lose my life. I open my eyes and find myself back on the first day of

A scream just like the girls came from the other side of the door before the sound of several bolts unlocked it and the newest Creation staggered forwards. The body of this one was burnt so badly that the twisted, raw flesh underneath could be seen. The fingers of this Creation were dripping with reddish black blood that mixed with the disease starting to drip from the palms. The tips of bones across the melted face were visible, as well every vertebra in the spine when it turned towards Cosmo. “Tab!” the girl sobbed and ran to the Creation to wrap her arms around it “Taaab!” The Creation lifted its arms to wrap them around her. It looked like it was a gesture of recognition until it snapped

Each step forward was a step into destiny. Not as a girl once broken. Not as someone hiding in someone else’s shadow. But as a Luna. Loved. Chosen. Reborn.