Rebirth Gone Again Novels & Stories

In a kingdom ruled by a corrupt royal family, Asha Frostheart, the last of the *Frostkin*—an ancient and powerful werewolf bloodline—embarks on a perilous journey to reclaim her people’s lost legacy. With the ancient *Soulbone* magic shattered, she unites the scattered clans of the *Frostkin*, forging an alliance of outcasts, rebels, and oppressed warriors who have long been silenced under the crown’s rule. As the royal forces prepare to strike back, Asha must navigate betrayal, sacrifice, and the power of the land itself to dismantle the monarchy's grip on the kingdom. With the weight of her people’s past heavy on her shoulders, Asha faces a brutal decision: to destroy the very magic that has bound her ancestors to the land and secure freedom for the next generation, or risk losing everything in an unending war. Amidst fierce battles, shifting alliances, and the whispers of her ancestors, Asha's journey becomes a race against time—one that could either rebuild her people’s future or shatter it forever. *Frost's Rebirth* is an epic tale of power, sacrifice, and resilience, where the past and future collide in a fight for survival and freedom.

Before the couple died they swore that they would be born again to continue their love. King Aegaeus chose to live in the mortal world for the sake of the woman he loved.

Ashley is a successful, brave, young lady, beta of the Collin's family and Luna to the alpha of Oakstone. She plays the role of a very competent leader to her pack and as a helper to her alpha. However, she was backstabbed, framed and killed by her close friend, Luciana who knew her weakpoint and was jealous of her. She met her untimely death but death was only the beginning for Ashley. She woke up, reborn in another girl's body and in a strange land. But whose body was she inhabiting? Would she be as strong as the old Ashley? What would Lance do when he finds his lost Luna?

BLURB: "I was once poisoned by the sister I trusted the most, and my beloved partner held me in his arms without taking any action to save me. I believed that was the end of my story. The Moon Goddess, however, had other ideas. I woke up in a strange body fifteen years later, with no memory or name, just a glowing mark on my shoulder and a connection that drew me back to him. I was once again found by my mate, the Alpha who had let me down. I won't be the helpless Luna they can betray this time. I'm going to get up, exact my revenge, and retake the throne that is rightfully mine. Can I forgive the man who once allowed me to die?

On the day I remarry Jeremy Grant, the fake heiress, Jessica Decker, sets my foster mother ablaze, killing her on the spot. Right after calling the cops, I get knocked out by an unknown assailant. When I open my eyes again, I realize that Jeremy has ordered cosmetic surgery to be done on me. Since I'm sporting Jessica's face right now, that means I'm being used as a scapegoat for Jessica's crimes. Three years later, on the day I get released from prison, Jeremy's legal team is on standby the whole day. As soon as I show any signs of getting revenge, they won't hesitate to admit me into a mental hospital for the next three years. My son, Oliver Grant, even uses the money I've given to him in the past to build a 99-story safehouse for Jessica. In fact, she's hiding in the top floor. The name of that building is J Tower. Of course, the "J" is taken from Jessica. Everyone is terrified that I might hurt Jessica in any way. But I respond by vanishing from the face of the earth. Just like that, I disappear from everyone's lives. The next time we meet is when Jeremy and Oliver show up at my street food stall. I turn on the gas stove before smearing the grease all over my apron. Then, I cut open a pancake skillfully. At the same time, I say calmly, "It'll be an extra dollar for an egg. Two dollars will be charged if you want spicy sausage included." Jeremy gulps quietly, his voice coming out terse. "I'm allergic to eggs. Oliver can't endure any spicy food at all." A pause later, he adds, "Have you forgotten about our preferences?" There's no need for me to remember a single thing about them. All I need to remember is that I'll be able to save enough money to pay off the last installment of the burial plot next to my foster mom's plot if I can sell 33 more dishes.

Riya died betrayed by the two people she loved most—her mate and her sister. But fate had other plans. Reborn as Aurelia, the sickly Luna of the fearsome Lycan King, she wakes to a second chance at life. Only this time, she isn’t weak. This time, she won’t be the victim. With revenge burning in her heart and a new mate who despises her, Riya must decide: will she destroy those who betrayed her, or will she rise above her past and embrace a new future? But when she discovers that her new mate is cursed—and that her past mate may still hold a claim on her soul—Riya realizes that her second chance comes with a price. And she’s willing to pay in blood.

Melissa Jones, the so-called 'fake' heiress, lost her memory trying to save me. Her memory was stuck at the time she was 18, back when our lives had not yet been set right. Everyone told me to be the bigger person. In the new family portrait, I was the only one missing. My biological mother tried to comfort me, "Shirley, be reasonable. It's just a photo. We will make it up to you later." I applied for the vice president position year after year, only to be rejected five times in a row. Then, when Melissa said she wanted to learn the business, my brother, Maverick Jones, approved it immediately. Afterward, he turned to me and said, "You should give way to Melissa. You're the reason she lost her memory. I'm helping you make up for it." When I went into labor and needed my husband, Charles Smith, to sign the consent for a C-section, he was one floor above me, accompanying Melissa to a follow-up appointment. I called him seven times. He declined every call. In the end, my seven-month-old baby suffocated. Even in a wheelchair, I went to demand an explanation. However, outside the hospital room, I heard Melissa crying. "Back then, you all agreed I should pretend to have amnesia. I'll never randomly decline calls for Charles again. I just want to stay by your side for three more months." There was a moment of silence. Then, Charles and the others agreed. At that moment, I was not angry. I just felt something inside me turn completely empty. I turned around and accepted my adoptive parents' request to return to Nebula City. This time, I would give these people what they wanted.

Arielle scored the most lucrative deal of her career and decided to celebrate it with a two-week vacation touring another continent. In her plans to let loose for the first time in her life, she has a one-night stand with a fellow tourist. The next day she left him with a simple goodbye note thinking they would never see each other again. __ Thomas finally managed to squeeze a two-week vacation after five years of grueling his ass for his family business. His plans to relax take a detour when he meets a fascinating tourist enjoying herself alone. After they tangled in bed, she left him with the intention of never crossing paths again, which he is more than happy to oblige. Her non-clingy attitude increases his estimation of her. __ But fate has other plans as he turns out to be her employer for her biggest deal yet. They are both contracted to work together for the next six months. As the sparks fly, where would it lead them?

"Where's Donna? Is she asleep?" "My Don... Donna Seraphina has been gone for three days. She told me to give you this." Seraphina Reed. The day I found out I was pregnant, my Mafia husband, Lorenzo, declared in front of the city's elite that our marriage was nothing but my "calculated scheme." I waited anxiously and helplessly for his explanation, but only received a taunting message from his secretary, Victoria. "Your husband isn't coming home tonight. Do you know why?" "Because he's with me, handling some… private business." At that moment, loving him so deeply I would have given him everything, I felt like the world's biggest joke. It turned out everyone thought I married him for money. They bet I would break, they bet I would cry, I would kneel and beg for a scrap of his love. But I didn't. I simply went back to the room, took off my wedding ring, and sealed it in an envelope along with my pregnancy report. Then, I left the cage that had trapped me for ten years. Later, he went crazy looking for me. He turned over every port, locked down every airport, and mobilized the entire family's power. He offered up everything he had, just to beg for my love.

My wife, Jolene Stephens, and I both cheated. The difference was that she chose to betray me while I had been made to cheat. She got me blackout drunk the same night her affair with Leon Homes came to light. Then, she stripped me naked and left me in a hotel room with a stranger. She posed my unconscious body in degrading positions and took photos to create evidence of my "affair." Both our cheating photos were exposed consecutively, and the public outrage against her little lover was offset. A huge wave of nausea rolled over me, making me dry-heave over the sink. My body was covered in red marks. The thought of what the stranger had done to me drove me to fits of terror. My wife watched as I scrubbed my skin until it split and bled before saying quietly, "I didn't have a choice. Leon's from a conservative family. It would destroy him if word got out that he was a homewrecker." The internet tore me apart overnight. My grandfather, Bruce Tillman, the only kin I had left, suffered a heart attack after seeing the news and was rushed into the emergency room. I had to protect her just to protect myself. So, I repeated the lie she needed me to tell under a wall of flashing cameras and microphones. "Neither of us cheated. Ms. Stephens and I had already separated long ago."