The Reborn Choice Novelas e Histórias

“What did Marcus break on my sixteenth birthday?” “Your music box. The one Dad brought back from the city. He tried to glue it back together and made it worse.” Liana’s throat tightened. The answers were correct. “Last question. What did I tell you the night before the apocalypse started in my previous life?” Sophia hesitated. “I… I don’t know what you mean by previous life.” Of course she wouldn’t. Liana had never told anyone about the rebirth except through her actions. “Never mind. The first two answers are enough for now.”

Duncan couldn't deny that her revelation had stirred something in him. But he no longer felt the obsessive attachment he'd carried toward Brianna in his previous life, nor the intense love and resentment that had once consumed him. All he wanted now was to live his own life on his own terms.

Hearing my wishes God smiles God "You are clever, for wishing your memories to be intact, many people forget such a crucial aspect and have been reincarnated without there memory" "Now I will ask you how do you want to be reincarnated? do you want to start as a baby or do you want me to create a body for you and send you there? if you choose the second option you can choose any one starter pokemon you want for the start of your journey" Of course, Lauren choose the second option as any reasonable person will do the same

[“But he was stupid enough to resurrect me, and that is how we ended up being the gate to the afterlife.” “The gate.” “Yes. Being reborn has a grave price to pay. Being reborn is an abomination. It is never to happen. You were never meant to exist, November. There was supposed to be just me, Faye. And my bloodline was supposed to end with me when I died. But Sin's love for me was too much for him to handle. He couldn't live without me. So, he paid a price to cause my rebirth.”]... “What price?”

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

If we returned, we also had the choice of changing. We could return to our old species, or we could opt to change completely. It was probably one of the biggest decisions of our lives and many of the spirits were happy to return to the same species. I had a lot of questions though. Would we have the same families? We would have to be reborn, which meant anything could happen! Would we end up with the same mate? It was just too much for me and I opted to stay beyond the veil.

“It gets weirder the more I investigate it, so I had people go to the US. Reborn first appeared six years ago. It’s said that she only stayed there for half a year and then magically disappeared. She showed up again on Europe’s stock market two years ago. Her methods were similar to before, but she backed out after earning ten billion dollars. She popped up in a few places around the world in these few years, and her movements are irregular.” Chester squinted his eyes and crossed his arms. “Has anyone seen the real Reborn?”

(THE REAPER THAT IS NAME ARIUS) “DEATH, REBIRTH, OR REINCARNATION, WHICH ONE WILL YOU CHOOSE?” “Tsk!” clicking his tongue in dismay, as he woke up from that same old dream and where his world spun into the different side and turns into 360 degrees around.

Jensen was confused, and Evie smiled bitterly. “They did not inherit anything because they are the original gods from heaven,” she said. “Returners to ancestry are those deities who entered the cycle of birth. They were born to mortals but they retained their memories and powers as deities.” In her world, when a returner to ancestry was born, as soon as she or he became old enough, he or she would become the ruler of the land automatically. In any case, most of them were born to royalties, as the royalties in her world directly descended from deities.

Smoke swirled… and in the center of the scorched ground, something flickered into existence. A scroll. Made of some ancient, glowing parchment, it hovered inches above the earth—its text unreadable, written in a language that looked alive. But three words pulsed brightly in the center: "Reborn. Queen. Chosen." Elaina’s lips trembled. “What… is happening to me?”