Twice Born Novel Novels & Stories

The gem would create a unique being. Not born. Made. My mouth felt dry. My chest felt tight. “Wait,” I said, my voice cracking before I could stop it. “The sac… is that the thing I was born from or what.” Every eye turned to me. I pushed myself up slightly, ignoring the way weakness still tugged at my limbs. “Because I was born by a man,” I continued, the words tasting unreal even now. “That alone was already crazy enough to live with. And my dada told my twin and I growing up that he was experimented on. If his body was altered to carry that thing so I could exist.”

But inside, something had already changed. I realized this wasn’t a second chance to start over. It was a second chance to finish something. To return every bit of pain Rosie and Malcolm had given me. To make sure they felt it, slowly, completely, until there was nothing left for them to hold on to. And at the same time, it was a chance to fix what could still be saved. Anna. Billy. Gracie. Rebecca. Mary. I would give them a life so good that no one would ever be able to hurt them again. I would make sure they never had to look back at a place like Murkwood and feel small.

Felix didn't take Chester and Nancy with him. It looked like he was giving them a chance, but that was nothing short of terrifying. Chester and Nancy were fired by the bank. Nancy's dream of rising to glory as a financial tycoon in the past life was shattered at that very moment. Once she was fired from the bank, no other bank would ever hire her again. She had to say goodbye to the finance industry. Felix acted fast. Three days after getting fired, Chester disappeared. The next time I heard about him, both his hands were gone.

She could only rely on her instincts. Normally, when giving birth to twins, the first one was supposed to be more painful. However, when Timothy was born, Agatha hadn't felt any pain at all. But when it was Irvin's turn, she had been in so much pain that she had felt as though she was dying. Irvin had caused her so much pain. He hadn't even spared Agatha, even though she was his mother. She had recalled the shaman saying the evil twin would be a menace. Hence, she concluded Irvin had to be the prophesied one and had him swapped for a baby girl.

Now that we were reborn, how could you be so shameless as to tell me that I was making a fuss, as if it was something insignificant? I underestimated how terrible this man could be. "Let's not see each other again." I slipped away from his confines, and as he tried to follow behind me, I turned back to glare at him, my eyes filled with overwhelming madness. "Or else, I'm not sure how I can stop myself from killing you to avenge my baby." I had no complaints about becoming disabled for him, because that was my choice. But my baby was innocent! "Go ahead." Horace wasn't scared in the slightest, instead taking another step toward me.

That seemed counterproductive when I needed every advantage I could get. "Tell me about the Twice-Born," I said suddenly. "Everything you know. Maybe understanding more about what I am will help me understand what I need to give up." Beatrice set down the book she had been examining and moved to sit across from me. "The Twice-Born are legendary. In all the centuries I have lived, I have only heard of three others existing. They are souls who have died and been brought back by divine intervention, not through dark magic, but by the direct will of a deity."

On the cover was the word, “Bitten” Raven opened the book and felt a surge of power. The pages looked empty at first but a flash of light lit up behind every word as they appeared. This book had been enchanted. “This is from your father’s library. It contains the tale of the child born of the Bitten and the Born.”

The same night her parents brought her home again, she killed them with a kitchen knife and then jumped into the river. "And Sadie… After she ran out of the station that day, she got into a car accident. She lost both her legs. She'll be in a wheelchair for the rest of her life. "On top of what happened at the lounge, her parents couldn't afford the medical bills and disappeared. No one knows where she is now. "As for Daphne, she wanted to take a leave, but her parents forced her to stay in school. They sent her back yesterday." The officer who had grown close to me spoke while scrolling through the campus forum and handed me her phone. The screen was filled with insults, mockery, and photos

Something that looked suspiciously like hope. Anaïs closed her eyes, breathed it in, and for the first time in years, she did not brace for loss. She opened them again to the dawn, to the child’s small hand pressed against the glass, to Cassian’s steady presence at her side. Not the end of the storm. But the beginning of whatever came after. The embers glowed. The horizon widened. And life, stubborn and unyielding, went on. "They had lived through fire, and what remained was not ruin, but the proof that love endures.”

… Dear Readers, Thank you so much for being along on the ride with Rick and Bella. Your feedback, your opinions, and your participation have been everything to me. I hope you'll keep track of their lives in Book Two, The Cursed Heir, as Edsel and Veronica become the main characters. How will they deal with the ups and downs in their lives, and can they convert Alfred's anger into love for his half-brother, Alpha King Rick? And what about Veronica's curse—is there a way to break it? Tune in to find out!