The Second Chance Book Novels & Stories

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Before I could finish speaking, a commotion broke out by the hospital's entrance. I turned around and saw a large group of people, each looking grim as they readily made their way over. A woman with striking features and a bold demeanor was at the lead. My heart sank upon realizing that it was Annie. I wasn't sure if it was a butterfly effect of my reincarnation, but Annie arrived at the hospital much earlier this time than she did in my past life. I wasn't even ready with my plan yet. Just as I was about to leave to make preparations, Annie noticed us. She raised her brows before storming over.

I scrolled down, my fingers tracing the familiar posts, a silent echo of our shared past. My thumb brushed against the like button, accidentally tapping it. My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly removed the like, my breath catching in my chest. The connection, though fleeting, was undeniable. "Whew, that was close!" I breathed, a wave of relief washing over me. I shut down my phone, the screen a stark reminder of my near miss. My body ached for rest, so I crawled into bed and drifted off to sleep. The room was plunged into darkness when I finally opened my eyes. A wave of relief washed over me, and I was feeling much better. A return to work tomorrow seemed possible. Suddenly, a sharp rap o

I see that tiny body, wrapped in life, moving its little arms as if already fighting from the very first second. "She… she's…" My voice fails completely. "Perfect," Manu whispers, exhausted. And then another contraction grips her, burning through her, tearing through the air around us. "Second baby is coming," the doctor alerts, with experienced serenity. "Manu, almost there. Very close. Breathe deeply. That's it." She does. She obeys even while trembling, even while crying, even while it seems like every fiber of her body is about to break. And I… I just love her more for it.

Ashley lost her mind after her miscarriage and was sent to an asylum. The Garners didn't just rise from the ashes with the ten billion-dollar investment from my father, they even rose to new heights. Naturally, my family benefited greatly as well. I suddenly understood that it was okay to make mistakes. All one had to do was choose again.

My body was a machine at that point, just running on pure instinct and will, and I wasn't stopping until both of my babies were out and safe. The second one came harder. He fought his way into the world like he was already prepared for battle, and when he finally emerged, the relief nearly knocked me unconscious. "Another boy," the doctor announced, and there was real concern in their voice now. "Freya, the second one's breathing is… we need to monitor closely. There might be a condition we need to watch out for." They took him from me before I could really see him or even hold him, and something inside me screamed. Every survival instinct I had wanted me to fight, grab my baby back, and pro

I hope you will keep reading, as the next book will follow Isiah and his forbidden mate. Also remember I have another book on here - His Magic Luna. I hope you all enjoyed the journey as much as I did writing it. Thank you again! You are the reason I write, and keep writing! Xoxo Natacha_H

My tone was dry and all I wanted right now was water or at least something to quench the thirst. A face appeared above mine. "Emery," he said my name like he was trying to get my full attention. "This is your choice." His eyes which were gold, glittered at me like stars from a night sky. "To have a second shot at life only in a different point of view." I didn't need to be asked twice. In a stable but weak voice I replied, "Yes."

“I’m here to decide what I can live with.” Lady Serephine’s hand slid from her belly to the edge of her gown, fingers smoothing fabric as if Elowen’s words were merely noise. “Decide,” she echoed softly. “But remember, Lady Elowen. Second wives don’t get to rewrite the story. They only get to accept the ending.”

A familiar pain surged through me as I opened my eyes, and a blinding white light hung overhead. “Look at our son, Tanya—look how adorable he is,” my husband, Damien Slater, said as he cradled a baby at the edge of the hospital bed, his smile warm and bright. I glanced around the room, then at Damien’s youthful face, and the realization hit me: I had been reborn. This was the very day I had given birth in my previous life—the same day my own child had been killed by this monster!