The Reborn Choice Novels & Stories

"Nadia, which one do you like? I've already trained them all for you. I lost my parents when I was young, and Grandpa raised me all by himself. All these years, he only had one wish: to see our family grow and thrive. My high-fertility genes made me the perfect candidate to make that happen. So, Grandpa brought in seven jacked jocks to get close to me. Athletes had the best stamina, especially when it came to that sort of thing, and these seven were handpicked from the best of the best. Every single one was a total animal, perfect for breeding. In my past life, I thought the same thing. Back then, I chose my favorite among them: Kyle Grant, the oldest. However, after the wedding, he showed h

he says but then I try backing a bit even though I'm scared of falling off “Bitch get back here already, I know you already know what we need you for so get your ass Here already” she says I don't even realize when she changed back and she is stark naked “So you actually planned to use me as a sacrifice, for what exactly?” I ask shouting at them “The pack can't carry children because we need pure blood to cleanse it of the curse, so that's where you come in, I need to carry his babies so YOU ARE MY SACRIFICE “ She says coming closer and I step back unconsciously

He opened his mouth but no sound came out for several seconds. "You… you were also reborn?" "You were reborn too, that's why you chose Damon in this life instead of me." He suddenly started laughing. “I should have realized it earlier, I should have known something was different about you this time.” “But it doesn’t matter now, it doesn’t matter at all.” “If we can be reborn once, then we can be reborn again and again, and next time I definitely won’t give you any chance to choose Damon.” “Next time I’ll make sure everything goes exactly the way it’s supposed to go.”

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."

The Mafia boss took no prisoners. He wasn't born into the Mafia, but he took over when he killed the old Don with his bare hands, all because they kidnapped Spice for the Crimson Club. The Crimson Club was a place that would whore out women in private, but in the public's eyes, it was a place where men or women could enjoy the company of pretty women or gorgeous men. Chris straightened it out the same night he took over because the Don had no family or successors, so everyone decided that he would take over. The Crimson Club became clean, but if people wanted consensual entertainment, he provided it.

The judge announced, "The rebirth trial has ended. Now, the court will proceed with the retribution trial." "What? We only applied for the rebirth trial, not the retribution trial. Is this a mistake?" Dad's and Mom's smiles froze instantly as they stared at the judge in confusion. I chuckled softly. "What, you get to apply for the rebirth trial, but I'm not allowed to apply for the retribution trial?" Live chat comments scrolled quickly across the screen.

When my heart had stopped, I thought I would go straight to heaven. Instead, I met Death. He scooped my soul from the darkness. He looked at me with pity in his eyes. "Child, you have suffered too much," he said. "I will give you a choice. True death, or a new life?" I chose life without hesitation. I wanted to live again, looking just as I had before. The first thing I did after my rebirth was return to the palace. My father thought he was seeing a ghost. His eyes were raw and swollen from grief.

He muttered hoarsely, "This can't be. Meg wouldn't do something like this…" But the solid proof—complete with familiar profile pictures—left him with no room for denial. He jerked his head up, his eyes filled with agony and regret, unable to believe that the sister he had always doted on could be so vicious. He wondered if Evelina would still be alive if he hadn't been reborn, if she had managed to take the Moonviolet serum like she did in her last life. Maia's gaze was icy as she pulled a voice recorder from her pocket and pressed play with deliberate force.

She whispered to her reflection: “If they want me… they’re not ready for what happens next.” Because Sheraphina wasn’t the same fragile girl she’d been before rebirth. She had survived death once. She wouldn’t bow to the shadows now.

*]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-WEB:0f404184-c9f8-4789-9249-35fb63302b19-214" data-testid="conversation-turn-422" data-scroll-anchor="true" data-turn="assistant"> In the Age of Rebirth, the gods awaken one after another, and the Nine Realms are reshuffled.