The Reborn Novels & Stories

" After my rebirth, the first thing I did was install a microscopic, independent cabin camera to preserve evidence. "What? An interior camera?" Brenda's face flushed with pure shock. She whipped her head around, glaring at me with raw hatred. "You set this up! You planted that camera on purpose!" I shrugged. "If you hadn't taken my car to drive drunk, my camera wouldn't have caught anything. You reap what you sow, Brenda." Losing her mind, Brenda lunged forward to strike me. One of the officers caught her arm and yanked her back. "This isn't a place for you to throw a tantrum. If you've got something to say, you can say it in the interrogation room."

"‌Y⁠ou fell. I saw you fall fro​m the c‌l‍if‌f." "I‍ did⁠ fall, Viv‌i⁠an,⁠" Mauric⁠e said. His voice​ sounded like t⁠wo stones grindin​g togethe⁠r. "But the w⁠at‌er d⁠idn't want me. Just like i‌t didn't want you. We a‌re the​ 'Reborn,' rem⁠ember? We are the ones who refused to leave th‍e party."

Leah asked, with curiosity sparkling in her eyes. Gwen looked at all of them and chuckled, seeing them look so curious before muttering a single word. "Revival." Samantha and Giselle gasped while some looked confused. "Isn't it the same as Samantha and Wanda?" Zee asked, making Samantha shake her head. "I can help the soul of someone who is dead to reincarnate, and it's different from revival. I can give a new life to the soul of a dead being." Samantha huffed and glared at her stupid mate.

he whispered, a flicker of something—hope, disbelief, fear—crossing his face. The masked figure in the broadcast turned slightly, their gaze piercing through the screen as if daring anyone to challenge their rise. Ezekiel's chest tightened, and for the first time in weeks, his heart raced. Though he knew it was impossible, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the figure’s presence was all too familiar. Back at the compound, the masked successor descended the grand staircase, her voice calm yet commanding. “The underworld has followed chaos for far too long,” she announced. “Now, it will follow me.”

"And Mr. Webber's role in this prophecy?" I looked at Caleb. Asking silent permission. Receiving confident approval. "Caleb Webber is Miguel Reyes returned," I said clearly. "Reincarnated by the goddess. Reformed in new body. Given second chance to complete what death interrupted. He is my first love returned. My past brought forward. My loss transformed into reunion." Gasps rippled through the chamber. Shock. Disbelief. Wonder. Even those who'd suspected, who'd researched, who'd prepared, were stunned by direct confirmation.

My throat tightened as I shook my head. “You’re lying.” I said. “I’m not.” She stepped closer, her hand reaching out like she wanted to touch me but feared I would pull away. “When my spirit was taken out of my new body, I felt it, I knew you had been reborn as well. I too was given another chance. I was reborn into this body. I became Heaven.” Her words tumbled through me like waves crashing against rocks. Reborn. My mother—reborn? My chest heaved. “No… my mother is dead. I buried her in my heart. You can’t…” My voice broke.

Maybe this was my second chance, some divine gift that allowed me to see my parents again, to speak with them one last time before moving on. But then, ehy is Sabrina here? She wasn’t supposed to be in the afterlife, was she? Sabrina was alive—she was there the whole time, wasn't she? This doesn't seem like the afterlife. And if all that just happened wasn’t a dream, then there could only be one explanation. I was reborn. I was back, four years ago, on the day of my 18th birthday. The day I first shifted. Three days before my parents’ death.

But in the quiet peace of a love reborn. --- The Kingdom Reborn: The hills surrounding the sanctuary rippled with green as the first flowers of the season stretched toward the sun. What had once been a place of confinement and fear had blossomed into a refuge, a radiant cradle of healing. The sanctuary had been renamed by the people themselves: House of Light and Mercy.

Freezes. Then slowly looks up at me. “You,” he breathes. “You’ve got to be kidding me. Why are you everywhere? In person, online… even in my dreams?” Everything clicks. “Tell me the dream,” I say quietly. He hesitates. “Wait… does that mean you’ve been reborn too?” The word settles between us. Reborn. Impossible. Yet the only thing that makes sense. “I don’t know,” I whisper. But I do. It hits me all at once.

“Kara? Kara? Why is he the one talking on your behalf? Did you loose your tongue from taking the pill to prevent you from getting pregnant?” “Dad. You knew?” My heart broke all over again. Before my rebirth, the only wrong he was guilty of was turniya blind eye whenever I was treated harshly and treating Serena and I very differently. “So what if I knew? Your mother was only trying to help. Don't hold it against her and come home. Stop this childish nonsense at once.” “If a girl gets married, she stays with her husband. My case isn't going be any different.” “Married? Who married you off? I'm still alive and I haven't given my blessings yet.”