The Life She Was Given Novels & Stories

Her entire life crashed in a second, because for 19 years, she believed in something that wasn’t real, didn’t exist. She wasn’t real, because it was all a lie. Yes, she was the daughter of an Alpha, but he was dead, just like her rogue mother, her real mother, not the people inside, which she thought they were. She didn’t even have a brother! That was a lie too. Every single minute, every second of her existence was a big, fat lie, which she won’t forgive. They should tell her a long time ago. Maybe she could accept it, and deal with it...no.

All changed when life decided to give her a wrong turn. In her last life, she was a kind-hearted person who always helps people despite how less capable she was, it was like it was already in her to help people but that was used against her. She was raped and dumped in the yard to die. The cruelty she face and agonizing pain from the people she had helped. With her last breath, she wished she could wake up and take back her revenge on all of them who molested her and left her for dead. She was gonna go after all of them even their families and pull out their ball sockets from each of them.

"Eleanor, you don't need to apologize. She's not worth it." "It's kind of you to show sympathy, but with her background? She's nowhere near Felix's league. Even if you hadn't stepped in, he'd never have chosen someone like her." "Exactly. She grew up in the slums. Her parents didn't even have proper jobs. I still remember—her mother was sick all the time, and her father was a gambling addict drowning in debt. He almost sold her off back then." "With a background like that, it's shameful."

Perhaps they might never even forget in this lifetime. I sat there until dawn. At that moment, my phone buzzed twice, and the screen lit up with a headline. "Wedding photos for the heiress of the Gallis revealed! She's the light in his darkness!" My fingers hovered over the notification. I barely had the strength even to tap the screen. While I was lost in thought, the doorbell suddenly rang. I walked over and looked through the peephole. Sofia?

“You ruined your own daughters life, all she wanted was a family, even if you couldn’t care for her, did you have to go as far as trying to poison her? She was a child danmit!” “My body is my choice, I gave birth to her.” She slapped her hand across her chest, she looked tattered, no matter her much she tried to look put together, she was far from that, she was miserable. “Me! I gave her life and I decide if I want to take it back or not.”

She can't end her life. Life is precious and the only thing she owned even in her previous life. Elise is enduring everything because she thinks that her life is precious just to give it up. She keeps saying that she shouldn't have to endure difficulty if she is just going to give up her own life. It is the only luxury Elise can afford to have, her only obsession, the life that only belongs to her.

With no one to help her, she ended up in the city's red-light district. One day, I saw a news report. A prostitute had been beaten so badly that her hands were broken, left to freeze to death in the street. That woman was Sofia. The sun shone brightly on our wedding day. I wore the gown Silas had crafted for me. My left hand had only four fingers, but he had designed a lace glove that turned the imperfection into a striking, unique detail. When the priest asked if he would take me as his wife, Silas, who had once been lost in the world, met my gaze with unwavering devotion. "I do. With my life and all that I am, I will keep you safe forever."

Everyone is given by the God of Life a total of 10 Lifetimes and once they use up all the lifetimes, they will then start their journey into Godliness, and start as a wandering soul. “I'm right, I am dead” she spoke as her head drooped and the usual glistening eyes turned dull, fully blending in with her current identity as a dead, lifeless, soul. She felt bad, but then she understood. She glanced at the woman in yellow lipstick, her face looked pretty decent, short bob hair, white long-sleeved shirt with three buttons open at the top. Her shirt was tucked inside a yellow pencil skirt and on her shoulder is an animal printed scarf. She heard that this woman is called Paisley.

The more you pester me, the more disgusted I feel," I shouted angrily, cutting off his pretentious sentimentality. He froze completely, as if he couldn't accept the truth. His mouth opened but no words came out. I continued, "You kept saying that we had no money, yet you turned around and gave Heidi 200 thousand dollars. I worked hard to earn money, yet you secretly squandered it lavishly on her. You kept saying you had no money, but you were only poor when it came to me. "In the past life, all I had for you was disappointment and pain. In this life, I have no hopes for you anymore. Don't ever bother me again."

She'd built him up in her mind for so long that now looking at him pinned to the wall like a slug was a bit of a letdown. She'd had so much to say, but now, there was nothing, no words she wanted to give him, no satisfaction in knowing that he'd plagued her life. And then she realized that he hadn't. He'd taken something from her, sure, but she'd gained so much more. She'd overcome while he remained the same. She'd grown, found love and family, whilst he'd ended up here, in this shameful demise.