Twice In A Lifetime Series Novels & Stories

I didn't. "For what it's worth," he said, quiet, close now, "I don't think this happens twice. Whatever this actually is between us — I've been trying to find the right words for it for months, and I keep landing on the same thing. Once in a lifetime. That's what this is. That's what you are." I felt the words land somewhere I hadn't fully guarded in a long time. "Once in a lifetime," I repeated, testing the shape of it, finding that it fit exactly as well as he'd made it sound. "Yeah. I think that's right."

Celeste’s jaw flexed almost imperceptibly, but her eyes remained trained on Katie. Katie exhaled slowly, her words deliberate now. “Her twin sister. Missing for eighteen years. That was who Celine built Nexus around. If the worst ever happened, there would still be a Hayes to claim what was rightfully theirs.” Katie’s fingers brushed the edge of the folder. “We searched,” she said softly. “For years. We investigated, quietly, carefully, because Celine didn’t want to draw attention. But there was never a lead. And then her death.” Katie’s eyes lifted, sharp now. “And then you.”

Oh, I wish. Before 12 hours had even passed, all these sensational clickbait were deleted. Shawn started another livestream, and this time he had a divorce certificate with him. The edges of his eyes were red. When he looked at the camera, there was deep love in his gaze. "I know you can see me, Yvonne. Cecelia and I are nothing to each other now. Come home, please. Let's get remarried."

“You’ve been inside her this whole time?” “No,” the voice said, amused. “But she was built for this. You were all busy trying to revive her, and never thought to ask why she was the only one who survived Phase II.” That made everyone stop. Anais felt her stomach drop. “Phase II… was supposed to kill everyone.” Dahlia stepped forward, tense. “Except it didn’t. Maris lived.” “Because she was the test,” the voice replied through her. “The first successful merge. The beginning of Phase III.”

Intentionally. A sequence. A timeline. Emma watched as it unfolded. --- The Truth Begins A research facility. Not broken. Not destroyed. Operational. But hidden. Emma standing in the center. Surrounded by glass pods. Inside them— Children. Not infants now. Not fully grown. Something in between. Developing. Evolving. The voice spoke again. “You did not give birth once.” Emma staggered back. The corridor adjusted beneath her feet. Stable. Unchanging. “You repeated the process.”

DARIAN The wolves in the media were bound to sink their teeth in sooner or later. But even I hadn’t predicted the headline that dominated every screen this morning, after demanding the source be cut short. “ZARIA MENDEZ: THE WIDOW-IN-WAITING.” “ZARIA MENDEZ’S SECRET PAST ENGAGEMENT TO ROMAN WOLFE REVEALED.” “LOVE TRIANGLE OR BETRAYAL? THE WOMAN WHO MARRIED ONE BROTHER AFTER LOSING ANOTHER.”

“You will either marry Caspian or Arnold. Our shipping business needs the protection of the Falcone family.” Suddenly, a familiar voice rang clearly in my mind. ‘This time, I’ll make sure I choose the perfect husband first.’ I snapped my head toward my sister, Leia. She was gracefully smoothing her skirt, a sweet, flawless smile on her face. However, what I had just heard… Was that her inner voice? ‘In my last life, I married that violent lunatic Caspian and lived in fear every single day. This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead.’

I pulled out my phone to snap a cute pic of them, but then—breaking news. Cassie had tracked Luke down. Scissors in hand, demanding he marry her. He said no. They fought on the stairs. Both fell. Cassie died instantly—stabbed by her own blade. Luke survived, but barely. Now he's in a vegetative state. The headline sent a chill through me. They destroyed each other. Me? I was swimming in love—and more money than I could ever spend. I'd never been happier.

She replaced it with a skylight and held me while counting stars with me until dawn. When I couldn't eat, she starved herself alongside me. With her by my side, I slowly recovered after a year. Little by little, I learned to trust her. The day we decided to be together, she stood there with reddened eyes and promised she would never betray me for the rest of her life. But I never expected… that the "lifetime" she had promised me would be so short. Not even a year later, her promise had already expired. When I finally came back to my senses, I wiped the grime from my face and forced myself upright against the pavement.

In my previous life, during the twentieth year of my marriage to Avery, my parents went hiking and supposedly slipped and fell to their deaths. Back then, I kept telling the police I didn't believe it had been an accident. My father, Daniel Bennett, was a veteran, and my mother, Karen Bennett, had spent years performing in a military band. Neither of them was the type to be careless. Still, Avery and our daughter, Emma, kept trying to convince me otherwise. They said my parents were getting older. It wasn't unusual for someone their age to get dizzy or lose their footing. They even withdrew the case with the police on my behalf and had my parents cremated right away.