The Reborn Choice Novels & Stories

You know I would never betray you. "I don't want to hurt you," Daniel said, shaking. Kael's patience was growing slim. "Enough! We need to make a choice now. Daniel, you have till tomorrow to decide. Join us, or face the consequences." "Daniel!" Sophia wailed in despair. "Don't do this! You're better than this. We can stop them together!" Kael narrowed his eyes and stepped closer to Daniel. "What's it going to be?

Perhaps almost as smart as Colviss. “My right hand is a Reborn,” Retholis said after a moment. “And she was telling me some of it, yes. That you’re all genetically designed constructs that never actually existed before. Not as living beings, in any case. Colviss described that each of you are something akin to highly detailed sketches of the ideal drogar. Something like that, anyway.” “Mhm, pretty close,” Orsethii replied. “Another, smarter Reborn told me what we’re about. Honestly took me a while to wrap my head around the idea…

The world didn’t stop for us…..not when Viper fell, not when the towers bearing our family names trembled under the weight of their sins. But for the first time, Damien and I had stopped chasing shadows. We weren’t reacting to war anymore. We were building something new. Rebirth didn’t happen overnight. It happened in boardrooms, behind locked doors, with late-night negotiations and whispered plans over black coffee and white wine. It happened in the small choices…..the name on a document, the color of a logo, the decision to retire a legacy that once felt invincible.

Project Rebirth was never designed to create immortality. It was designed to test whether consciousness could survive death without losing the ability to choose. Rose whispered. And Ascension? The older Ethan looked toward the countdown. Ascension is the final test. A cold feeling moved through Ethan. What happens when it reaches zero? Every consciousness connected to the network will be given the same choice. What choice? The choice to remain. Forever. Jason frowned. That sounds like immortality. It is not. The older Ethan's expression hardened. It is imprisonment if the choice is removed.

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

"Roxy, you did great. I'll take our daughter for her checkup later." Jensen Highmore's voice rang gently beside me as he held our baby in his arms, his expression soft and tender. A sudden chill ran through me as I jolted awake to the realization—I had been reborn. There was no time to think about how or why. I quickly spoke up to stop him. "No need. I'll take her myself. Didn't you say you had to work overtime? You don't have to stay here."

This place… This was the banquet. The mandatory gathering, that all Alphas were required to attend once in a year. My throat went dry. I swallowed hard, my ears ringing as memories surged forward, aligning themselves with horrifying clarity. If I was calculating it correctly, this was five years before the day I was betrayed. My breathing slowed as the realization settled, heavy and undeniable. I had been reborn. I forced my hands to remain still at my sides, even as my pulse raced. The moon goddess… She really answered me.

As the jet took off, piercing through the storm clouds on its way toward Scotland, Gabriel finally began to speak. His voice came through the cabin intercom cold, flat, and devoid of any emotion. “Mavric, do you truly believe your father was some kind of hero trying to protect you?” Gabriel began, launching straight into a psychological assault. Julian Thorne created the Rebirth Programme not to save the world. He built it simply because he could never accept the reality of Catherine’s death. He intended to use Liora’s biometric data to implant Catherine’s memories into a new vessel.

Then I closed everything and made coffee. The property with the well was still out there on its rise. Marcus was still circling. Selene was still adjusting to the silence where my attention used to be. Lila was still alive. And for the first time since the rebirth, the money in the account was starting to look like a tool instead of a question. The position had moved in my favor sooner than expected. I intended to let it keep moving.

The realisation of what was happening hit me with full force; I had actually been REBORN. The reality was still so confusing that it was hard to grasp. After being burnt by the fire set up by Sophie and Logan, I got reborn, four years before my death. I was reborn four years before everything began to happen. I wasn't crippled, I wasn't vulnerable, I wasn't weak. Sophie’s perplexed expression only deepened as she watched me gaze around like a lost bride. I needed confirmation that this wasn’t some twisted dream. In a frantic gesture, I pinched her hand hard, bracing myself for any sign of illusion. But the sharp pain that followed was all too real.