Yu-gi-oh Reboot Novels & Stories

Leo growled, his eyes flaring with a sovereign resolve. The triple circuit completed. Mother. Father. Son. I slammed my obsidian hand into the server's liquid-mercury cooling tank. The Shared Heat through the link spiked into a blinding, white-hot roar. I saw the world as a network of failing hearts, and I saw the Rebirth Protocol as the noose. "LIQUIDATE!" I roared. The tower groaned. A tectonic shriek ripped through the bedrock of the city. The Second Prime shrieked—a high-frequency sound of a god being deleted by a mother's bankruptcy. The gold light in my arm turned white.

- Mother was losing her patience. She started to see the bright side of this whole plan. Previous victories were quite impressive, and Mother was already plotting how to change it into her success. She would never allow the warriors to present it as their victory. All the glory should go to her. And now Mother had to face such a disappointment. - Which pack you attacked? - The Red Moon Pack. - Megan replied quickly. Mother focused on the name as it sounded familiar. After that, she knew the reason. It was the same place where Camille tried to seduce the Alpha. This place had to be cursed.

Maybe he was the one on the carriage I saw before I passed out. “I’m sorry but after I was poisoned not too long ago, I don’t remember much.” I said. It was true though. After the poisoning, the real Sayori died and I was reborn as her. Yukio stood up from the bed and spoke to his servant. After a while, he came back to talk to me.

"I've said it before—our family has nothing to do with you. That was true then, and it's even more true now. Oh, and the moving service cost a hundred bucks. Make sure you pay me back." Her glare could've melted steel. I could feel the pure hatred radiating off her. This was the moment in my past life when everything spiraled. When I refused to let Drick move in, he'd snapped, stabbing me repeatedly with a knife. I didn't survive long enough for the ambulance to arrive. But this time, the script was mine. When Drick grabbed the knife on the table and lunged at me, I sidestepped. The blade sliced into Wanda's arm instead.

"I watched the entire screen recording, and honestly? Luna AI wasn't leading Madison into signing anything. Instead, she was the one who tricked Luna AI into it. She basically sweet-talked and gaslit an AI into promising her a payout." "Luna AI came home like, 'Mom, I'm back. And I kind of owe 160 million dollars to a bunch of people. Can you help me pay it back?' And Nexara was like, 'I have no child as disgraceful as you.'" "Mercury's in retrograde for Nexara. The cards don't lie—the company's luck is rotten in June, and July's looking just as bad. Hit me up for a reading if you want to know more. DM for details."

‎Aria’s POV ‎I sat in the living room, my hands clenched tightly on my lap, my mind tangled in worry and confusion. I had been calling Adrian over and over, but ever since our last conversation, his phone had gone silent. No replies. No missed calls returned. ‎And Kael had not returned either. ‎He had said he was going out. To where, I had no idea. ‎Revenge was taking longer than I expected. When I was reborn, I believed it would be swift. Clean. Satisfying. Instead, it stretched on, heavy and exhausting, like a wound that refused to heal.

When I opened my eyes again, I went back to two days before my son died. After my rebirth, the first thing I did was dispatch my most trusted Gamma guard unit. I ordered them to protect my son Ethan around the clock in rotating shifts. I hoped this would avoid the dangers from my past life and change my son's tragic ending. But two days later, the patrol team still brought back my son's body. Ethan lay ice-cold in my arms.

"No. I'm making the right choice for once. Magnificence dies tomorrow. Brock loses everything. And you lose your investment. That's justice." "Justice." Shaw laughed. It was a cold, dead sound. "You naive little girl. You think this is about justice? This is about power. About who has it and who doesn't. And you just made an enemy of someone who has a lot of it." "I survived Brock. I survived Salvatore. I'll survive you too." I hung up. My hands were shaking. I'd just declared war on Gregory Shaw. A man who destroyed people professionally. A man with unlimited resources and no conscience.

I anxiously tried to stop them, but Jared suddenly snatched Larry's baton and smashed it on me, knocking me to the ground. He was seething with rage. "No wonder…it's the same in the past—you two are in this together, trying to deceive me!" I was shocked to realize that Jared was also reborn. No wonder he had insisted that I was lying on the phone despite not asking for his help this time. But as blood poured out from my body, my head began to spin, and I could barely speak. All I could do was lie there, struggling weakly. Jared took in a deep breath and clamped his hand tightly on my wrist. "Do you know what the consequences of hurting the daughter of the Spencer family are?

Just like how the clearest skies followed the darkest storms, life, too, always found its balance. On the eve of my wedding to Richard, Austin appeared again. He intercepted me during my evening walk, standing firmly in my path. "Long time no see, Maeve." He looked noticeably thinner, his eyes clouded with exhaustion. "There are a few things I feel I need to confess to you. After some time of thinking, I realized I only ever wanted you, whether it was in the past or the future. "I did some digging. Richard is the heir to a renewable tech empire, isn't he? Your family's forcing you into a marriage of convenience with him, and I understand you well enough to know that you're reluctant to do th