The Second Chance Book Novels & Stories

Julian and I still hadn't talked about anything, and I wasn't sure if I should share our secret with anyone. As we worked, Tisha snuck bites of a granola bar, hiding the evidence in her pocket whenever the librarian walked by. The library's no-food policy was strict, but Tisha always managed to find a way around it. I smiled to myself, grateful for Tisha's companionship. She was always there for me, no matter what. I was deeply engrossed in arranging books on the shelves when my phone suddenly rang loudly, shattering the silence of the library. We both jumped, startled.

Josh Kenneth Marco. The only person who never came after me for my money but he treated me for who I was. The only person who knew me inside out but you had to take him away too. You bargained my life with the chair and I was stupid enough to think I could get him back but I forgot he wasn’t a thing but a living person who had his own life too. I got the chairman ship but I lost the love of my life. And I will not let my child suffer for their whole life over some stupid decision made by me. That’s why it was him.

"Three years. You have three years to take your revenge then you will work for me.youll have to do a few things in-between but not much" "What? like a reaper? Harvest souls and all that shit....... Emmmm No thank you just send me on my way thank you." Michael shot back. "NO not like a reaper you silly bastard are you stupid you'll be alive in a new body you're not qualified for that job. FUCK. I'm offering you revenge on the people who killed you. A Second Chance at life but when the time comes in three years you do as I say and if the job is done right. You can go live out the rest of your life. Il even let you live till 100 if you want."

I steel myself for what’s to come. “I have no intention of rejecting you. You are a gift, a second chance mate for me. I don’t turn away gifts from the Moon Goddess,” he says. His fingers then move to Masuzyo’s mark on my neck. “I’m assuming, based on your mark, that I’m your second chance mate too?”

The way my blow landed sat heavy in his eyes, like I’d ripped the ground from under him. The best part. His scream hoarse and furious, his throat straining so hard it looked ready to split. Even after they dragged him out, the echo stayed in my head. Up until now, I’ve savored every second of it. There’s a quiet kind of power in knowing you’ve been given a second chance. Not a miracle. Not luck. A deliberate, rare opportunity to rewrite your story word for word, choice for choice. And I intend to enjoy every moment of it.

I got a second chance, mate, and a second chance at love. It was finally complete and perfect. Whole. Complete. Finally, fully, ours. **THE END OF BOOK 4: A SECOND CHANCE**

“Thank you, Tina. For giving me a chance again. For not giving up on me.” Second chance.When the two walked out of the greenhouse to celebrate their newfound relationship, Maya’s hand went to her stomach as the two words reverberated in her being. Eric had messed up but still found his happiness in the end. What if she could have her second chance, too, without messing it up? What if she could build a new life with Luke and this growing being inside her?

I sent, though I couldn’t promise I’d be as fully sane as I previously had been… before Emmerson came back into my life, and I regained my memory. I couldn’t promise that I’d be fine after all this passes; I could only try. I dropped my phone and picked up the novel I’d been reading… it was titled “Back to Us.” I’d never been a second-chance romance girlie until now… that I have found myself in its spiral. But really… is there such a thing as second chances? Does life really give second chances? Or are these books simply written to give people false hope? But then… I couldn’t deny they gave me hope, in the littlest of ways.

Please check out my other books: Give Me A Second Chance & For Her Thanks to everyone who was with me from the beginning to the end by voting and commenting🙏 Please Leave your kind reviews. With love, Anisha.