The Reborn Novels & Stories

And so I stayed. Maybe it was the mate bond. Maybe guilt. But my soul refused to leave him. I thought that was it—forever stuck in limbo. Watching. Waiting. Then came the Blood Moon. Its crimson light wrapped around me like silk, igniting something ancient. Something sacred. My soul began to stitch itself back together. And then—I opened my eyes. My hands weren’t ghostly. My skin touched the sheets. I scrambled for my phone. The date. I had been reborn.

Who would have ever thought that he would come here alone and leave with so many counting on him for survival and success? Once back inside, the warmth of the packhouse. The chatter and action were heartwarming to Gregory. Life was full of happiness and hope. His mate helped settle everyone down after the rush to make the pups comfortable and ensure that they were well. Gregory got a good feeling from his guests and pack members. They’d not forget this yule for years to come. They had offered charity and hope too many, and the pups would have a chance at a bright future. Rebirth was a funny concept. Most think of giving birth to some creature. But its meaning was so much richer than that. It

I touched my face, and my eyes landed on the calendar. 2016? “Mum... are we not in 2026?” “2026? Are you crazy?” “You have an interview this morning, remember? I've made breakfast. Get dressed and come downstairs quickly, okay?” “Hmmm.” I flashed her a smile as I slumped onto the bed. I thought I died... What happened? My mind flashed back to that moon. Could it be the light? I remembered making a wish. Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?

The morning air was cold and biting against my skin. Around me, the city moved as if nothing had happened. I just couldn't understand the concept of being alive again. I feel pain, and I even bleed. So what does this mean? How am I still alive? I checked my phone, went online, and what I saw should have been fictional but it's not. I was indeed ‘ reborn’ or more like ‘ regress’ tears streamed down my face. “ Thank you, universe,” I said between sobs. If this was my second chance at life then I was going to need one man. Dimitri Volkov.

The system responded instantly a soft hum, a pulse of light. A voice, faint and synthetic, echoed through hidden speakers: “Welcome, Elena Vaughn.” I stumbled back. “No… no, that’s impossible.” The voice continued, calm and eerie: >“Authorization confirmed. Sequence incomplete. Awaiting command.” Tears blurred my vision. “What are you?” But part of me already knew. Project Rebirth. Not a machine. A resurrection. A system designed to preserve and restore human consciousness. And somehow, it recognized me. My knees nearly gave out. My death my second chance it wasn’t divine fate. It wasn’t luck.

“Did she die and come back to life? How exactly does it work?” When Devyn noticed I was watching him, he returned to feigning pretense. I almost rolled my eyes. “Being reborn is getting a second chance at life.” I had to break it down since Axel was, unfortunately, dumb. “Think of it as being drawn back to life before finalizing the death process. In other words, she missed death by the smallest possible chance.” “And how again did that happen?” Axel hadn’t been this intrigued by anything that didn’t have to do with him, his dick, or his pack. The longer I sat here, observing them, the more different they were from the feral Alphas I knew.

“Only five minutes. I’ll be back.” I watched him go, his tall frame cutting through the crowd. For the first time since my rebirth, something fluttered in me. Hope. Joy, even. Maybe, this new life wouldn't be bed at all. Maybe learning to love Nicholas wouldn’t even be hard. It'd taken me less than five minutes to realise how charming he was. In my past life, I'd been too in love with Grey to see it but now the scales have fallen off my eyes, Nicholas Bloodhound was really attractive.

REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.

What are rules of the game? Zaphyra- Each god or goddess choses a champion. The champions live normal lives until one is killed early. Then they meet their god or goddess, who give them a chance to be reborn. Each being gets reborn 3 times. Each life they are given one help by their god or goddess. Iris- Yeah, the help would have been nice before my last life.

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.