Twice Born Novel Novelas e Histórias

That was how hybrids came into existence with vampires marrying witches so as to increase their population. After years of peace, the first ever vampire werewolf hybrid was born. No one believed it was possible but it happened and that child was declared the strongest amongst all supernaturals. That child was prince Arthur, born of an Alpha wolf and an elite vampire. He left the palace as a kid to learn how to use his abilities and since then no one had heard from him, until this very moment. *** “Fine, what news?” Sheila asked and Elsa smiled brightly. “Prince Arthur is back! The royal counsel had announced it early this morning!” She gushed and Margery chuckled.

The two of them 'fell in love' and my mother remarried the second time. Cathedra tried to break herself free from Diane's hold but she was unshakeable. Diane continued with her narration as though Cathedra's interruption didn't even take place. "'Just like Cinderella, with genders reversed', she would muse to me every time. And just like Cinderella's story, my mother died one day, leaving me alone with my stepfather. Alone for him to do whatever he wanted. Alone for him to do whatever he pleased with me. "And so I killed him. I killed him in the most gruesome way I could ever think of that time. Did a prince save me? No, unlike that helpless Cinderella, I didn't wait for someone to save me.

“Almost there.” Outside, the skyline had begun to darken unnaturally. The priestesses' chants grew more frantic. They were trying to contain it but I could feel their wards breaking, coming apart at the seams. I knew from the start that their chants and runes and herbs wouldn't be able to withstand the power. Because this wasn’t just a birth. It was a moment that would forever go down in history. The birth of twins born of the moonborn—celestial beings. I didn’t know what would happen when the twins took their first breath, only that the world itself seemed to be waiting for it.

In a daze, I make my way to a quiet corner of the campus, beneath the skeletal branches of what used to be an oak tree before acid rain killed most of the vegetation in the district. With trembling fingers, I open the book. It's a journal, the pages filled with my mother's neat, precise handwriting. I flip to the entry Professor Winters mentioned—the day I was born. May 15, 2214 She's perfect. Ten fingers, ten toes, and already showing signs. J is worried it's too soon, that we won't be able to hide it, but I've seen how the others do it. We can keep her safe. We must. The humans would never understand, not yet. Their fear runs too deep, their prejudice too ingrained. But she will be differe

I was late morning when Tristan entered the room pulling my head of the book, I looked at him in slight amazement. “We have the conference call in twenty minutes.” He greeted stepping into the room as I looked up. “What?” He asked and I held up the book. “Tristan, this book.” I stated not really knowing how to explain it. “It’s a novel, just a story that I found in the library, but it’s based on a family of werewolves, the two daughters, twins, were born with a special gift, they could produce fire and ice.” I uttered and watched as his brows rose. “They later became joint alphas of the their pack. Do you think this could be the story of the alpha twins that we were looking for?”

I suddenly opened my eyes. The call was from Rick. "Rick, have you got the wrong number?" "No, Mindy..." Rick sobbed. "I remember everything..." "I regret my decision. After you jumped off the building, Mom and Dad told me everything..." I was shocked. "What do you mean?" "On 25th August, in the fire..." 25th August was the day that I jumped off a building in my previous life. Rick kept on crying on the other end of the line.

“I was left, abandoned and forced to leave because of you. Now you're apologising? Would that make up for twenty years?” Zane sighed. “I'm still shocked you were born twins. Seeing you is like seeing Roxanne with blue eyes and mommy issues. But you can't blame either of us. We weren't informed. It's mom's mistake not ours.” I glared at Roxanne, “Born of shadows, the child was torn. A breath denied, her soul reborn. Blessings of old, now turned to ash. A cursed resurrection, a haunting’s flash. Does it make sense to you, now?”

She replied with the same forced grace she wore on her face. The kiss came next. She was soft, still so damn soft and for a second, a memory flickered, I remembered it. But would rather keep it buried. That man was gone. The boy who used to pull her into empty corridors just to hear her laugh? Dead and buried with Roman. “You hesitated,” I murmured, my lips still touching hers. “Don’t let it happen again.” The officiant pronounced us husband and wife. Perfect. Another illusion wrapped in applause.

It made her future easier. When she opened her eyes in this body, she had been too confused to understand anything. The pregnancy alone had been a huge shock, especially for her, who after so many years of surviving never had much of an idea about being intimate with others. Of course, back on Earth, things got out of control, and that book had been another way of pushing the right narrative. Having more than one partner was normal, pregnancy was bad and drove people insane, and you needed to stick close to strong people if you wanted to survive.

For the first time, his voice carried a trace of fear. Looking at him, my smile grew cold, and I repeated myself. "Let me get this straight. You went to all that trouble—going so far as to murder your own flesh and blood—just to snatch away... the widowed sister-in-law you failed to get your hands on in your previous life?" "You were reborn as well?" Realization dawned on him, and he sucked in a sharp breath. "Yes, I was reborn! In my past life, I thought you were the one who saved me when we were kids; that's the reason I chose you.