Unscramble Reborn Novels & Stories

Alpha reborn. The storm they tried and failed to destroy.

Carved into the earth with precision, deep and glowing faintly, was a sigil neither of them recognized—interwoven with Lyra’s name. And beside it, burned into a blackened tree: “The Rebirth Begins.”

We both died in the crash. I never imagined that death would bring me back. And watching her now—clutching her own child, smug and gloating—I understood instantly. She had been reborn too. Even with my husband shouting at her, she showed not a hint of fear. She had always been adored by our parents, and with her husband spoiling her too, she grew up willful and unchecked. Maybe it was the rebirth—or the presence of her child—that gave her even more confidence. She scoffed.

The light funneled downward in a blinding column, slamming directly into Rebel’s chest. A voice filled the clearing. Ancient. Feminine. Absolute. It vibrated through bone and soul alike, leaving no room for doubt. “BORN OF MOON AND MAGIC. CHILD OF TWO CROWNS. THE FIRST HYBRID. THE BRINGER OF BALANCE. THE TRUE HEIR.” Rebel threw her head back as power surged through her—violent, divine, overwhelming. Green flames erupted along her fur. Silver lightning split the earth beneath her paws. The sky cracked open with a deafening thunderclap.

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

Orange light bled across the skyline in thin strips, and the streets below were still quiet, still unhurried, the whole city existing in that brief window before the day remembered its urgency. Valerie had no such luxury. She had 365 days. Maybe less. She opened her phone and created a new note, private, password locked, titled simply: RR. Rewrite. Reclaim. Ruin. She had not decided which word fit best yet. Perhaps all three. She began typing. Poultry, location, startup cost, supplier contacts. Feed mill collaboration window: eight months. Inheritance, do not sign. Do not sign anything. Secure legal advice quietly. Anthony's weakness: ego, fear of his father's disapproval, obsession with app

It was something both of us weren’t expecting but we accepted it since it was a blessing. I learned that there was a reason I was reborn as Sayori. Just like what Empress Yukina said, maybe our lives in the future weren’t meant for us to live. Maybe it was a trial for what we should really be living in. Everything we experienced in the future was to prepare us for this moment. We aren’t sure if we were the only ones who were reborn but if there was something certain, it was that we were meant to stay here. Every moment we are happy here is a moment worth cherishing.

He gently massaged her back and asked worriedly: “Perhaps you still got sick after the fever the day before yesterday. Please say anything Lady Catherine.” Catherine still couldn't stop crying, she was even more like a scared deer, using all her strength to squeeze her beloved uncle Harry. He is alive. Very good. Everything has come back after life, and she has been reborn as she had wished. Dear God. Thank you for everything

“Hey Jasmine,where are you? I have been trying to reach you.“ Maybe I am insane.I took the phone from my hearing and discovered I was holding an old phone I once used before Warren gifted me a new phone. This can't be true,I ended the phone call and went directly to my phone calendar to check what date it is today and my eyes widened to see I am back in time,today is the second of February 2020. What the hell is happening? Was I reborn or something? I remembered when I was pushed down the cliff,I made a wish to be given a chance to right the wrong but I never knew it would be granted. Thank you Lord for this opportunity,I promised you I will not let it go to waste,I am going to make sure I g

“The throat ache, like I said, came from the drowning. The dreams and backflashes you must have had, all of them are part of it. As painful as it was, and I’m honestly sorry for that, it had to happen for you to fully be reborn.” I’m sure at this point, my eyes are ready to bulge out of my sockets. “Reborn?” I question with a gasp escaping my lips. In my mind, it felt like those weren’t just visions, but that there was much more time that had passed. Everything felt different and shifted. But never ever would I have thought about it as being reborn. More like a vision maybe.