Luna's Reincarnation: Our Sisterly Bond

Luna's Reincarnation: Our Sisterly Bond

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“Luna…!” I sobbed, collapsing onto the cold, unforgiving pavement, barely avoiding the indifferent gaze of the crowd. “I...I desperately fought to hold her back. I begged her to remain by my side,” I wailed, my tears blurring the world around me. With every strike of my trembling hands against the unyielding ground, my heart shattered into a million irreparable fragments. *** When Luna was killed, Ginevra’s life turned upside down. Luna was her everything, not just a sister. The bond she shared with her was beyond the world’s imagination. When she tried to commit suicide, she found solace in the care of Emiliano who saved her from drowning. She later got married to him. Then Luna returned in the body of a familiar face. Her mind is set on revenge that will either brighten Ginevra’s future or ruin it completely.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Suicide

When Luna was killed, Ginevra’s life turned upside down. Luna was her everything, not just a sister. The bond she shared with her was beyond the world’s imagination. When she tried to commit suicide, she found solace in the care of Emiliano who saved her from drowning. She later got married to him.

Then Luna returned in the body of a familiar face. Her mind is set on revenge that will either brighten Ginevra’s future or ruin it completely.

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~Ginevra~

It was still early in the morning. The snow was vivid, drifting drops of cold water on my skin. I got goosebumps, on my arms and face. My legs were already benumbed as I stood over the cliff, staring mutely at the ocean and across the valley. My eyes were red and aching. Blinking became a hard task for me. The painful sensation in my red eyeballs was more than what the cold was causing me. I stood there, finding it hard to keep my gaze because of the snowdrops, and shutting my eyes because of the shooting pain. My arms were crossed firmly across my chest, I was trying to blanket myself from the freezing temperature. It seemed my heart was frozen too, I couldn’t feel it beat in my chest. Am I dead or pained? I wondered in my head. Just once and the question echoed repeatedly in my head.

My skin looked malnourished. I was frail and thin. My skin was losing its vitality. My once glowing flawless skin was now blemished with hyperpigmentation. I was shivering. I had a persistent knot in my stomach, my stomach growled, fluttered, and prompted a sharp pain. Was it hunger? I don’t remember the last time I ate food. It has been water upon the water. I felt a sharp, agitated sensation across my stomach and all organs in my anatomy. Yes, it was hunger, but that doesn’t matter right now. I just wanted to end it all; the pain, the frustration, and now the hunger. I was quivering from the aches. To me, they have to be an end to all that I was feeling. The next thing that came to my mind was to jump. Yes, I got to jump. They have to be a soul in my body that’s causing me to feel all these awful things happening to me. Ending it was certainly the solution.

I took two steps forward. Courage surged through me. I let go of my crossed arms. I swallowed hard even though it was painful. My throat was dry. I wanted to jump but I couldn’t bring myself to lift my feet off the snowy cliff. I leaned forward, fear crept back into me, and my courage shrank. The voice from inside was encouraging me not to jump while the outer voice urges me to jump. I inhaled the moist air which seems to be blocking my nose from breathing. I exhaled heavily and then closed my eyes. I allowed myself to walk freely forward, taking each step after a minute. Fate has it, I stumbled over a rock and I found myself flying in the air. I was honestly jumping. My eyes were still closed, I couldn’t help but scream in fear as the wind blew me away. The next contact on my skin was water. So cold, I shivered. I was in the ocean. My head was throbbing with severe pain. I had hit my head against a rock in the ocean. I wanted to open my eyes, yet failed as I discovered I was slowly drifting away to something like sleep. Was I going to sleep in the ocean or die? I was drowning. I heard the sound of bubbles forming in my mouth. I had drank a gallon of water already. I never learned how to swim. Was I going to swell up, then burst? How do people die by drowning? Those questions only popped up in my head with no answers. My arms were spread out. My feet were neither touching the underwater nor was my head popping out. I was hanging suspended in the middle of the ocean.

As I tried to apprehend my present situation and anticipate what was going to happen next, I felt something like a wall behind me. No, not a wall, the thing that came behind me had arms that got wrapped around my body. Water mermaids? I inwardly gasped. As I gradually drifted unconscious, my suspended body began moving up the ocean. The sun pierced through the water to my face. Indeed, I was dead and the angels are giving me a flight to heaven. Whatever it was, till I woke up. That was all I could remember.

***

After what seemed like ages, I was awake. I opened my eyes, blinking severally to clear my vision. My eyes darted around the awesome room. Yes, a room. The wall was painted with nautical blue and off-white. The bed I was laying on was soft, spacious, high on a plank of wood, and covered with white bedclothes while I was covered in a floral duvet. The vanity table was a distance away from the bed. There were beautiful artistic frames on the wall. One contained a painting with a blue ocean and a golden sun reflecting on it. The other was a forest painting, a phoenix was seated on one of the forest trees. The others were just paintings of ancient Greek women barely wearing anything. The one I kept my gaze on was the forest painting, particularly the phoenix. I have heard amazing stories about the century-old bird. A mythological bird said to be the only one of its kind, which lives for 500 years and then dies by burning to ashes on a pyre of its own making, ignited by the sun. It then arises anew from the ashes.

That was by the way, where was I? I sat up on the bed with my hand palpating my head. Why was my head spinning? I got a bandage strapped around my head. I was wounded. I got bruises on my left arm, and my right leg was strapped, too. My whole body was aching. Oh, my God! Why didn’t I notice? My dress has changed. I was wearing flared gown the last time. Now I was putting on a long sleeve button-down shirt with a pair of black bum shorts. I tried to get off the bed, but my leg hurts. I dropped my feet down on the tiled floor carefully. I forced myself up, supporting my body with my right palm resting against the headboard. I limped on one foot to the door. As my hand went on the door handle to open it, the doorknob turned, and the door creaked open, hitting my fragile body on the floor. I was now seated on the floor like a baby. My body aches, yet I couldn’t cry. A guy came in, crouching down to my level.

“Hey, you all right?” he asked, cupping my face in his hands, checking my bruised arm, my bandaged head, and everywhere. I sat confused, staring at him. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were awake,” he apologized.

I could see compassion in his dark, yet bright eyes. His dark hair was left to cascade around his shoulders, wavy short, and silky. His Roman nose was perfectly fixed just like mine, but more beautiful. His built, olive complexion body was stunning. He appeared immaculate. He had a strong jawline, prominent cheekbones, and full soft rosy lips. I would kiss them all day if he let me. I was busy gazing at him, I couldn’t look away. Was he the one that saved me? Obviously.

“Come on, I will help you,” he pulled me up, my right arm slid around his shoulders while his arm went around my waist as I limped along. He led me to the bed and sat me down on the edge.

“Are you fine now?” he queried concerned. His voice was melting my heart, so soft and gentle. From the way he just treated me, I could tell he was caring, loving, compassionate, and many more.

I shook my head. “My body hurts,” I forced my lips to utter.

“Don’t worry, I will get you pain-relievers,” he spoke softly. I nodded. “Just relax, okay? You will be fine,” he assured, laying me down gently on the bed. I ensconced myself comfortably. He gave me a reassuring smile and then went out. The way he walks, talks, and touches was just mesmerizing.

I waited some minutes before he finally came in, holding a tray containing some drug tablets, a glass of water, a cup of creamy tea, and some toasted bread slices. He placed it on the bed beside me as he sat down on a chair close to the bed. I forced myself to sit up with his assistance.

“You should eat and then take your drugs, okay?” he spoke out. I nodded.

Why am I nodding? I’m not someone to fumble with words, but today, I felt void of what to say. His aura was affecting me. Anyways, I got to eat, I can devour the meal at an instant if my throat permits me. I sipped the tea first, wow, tasty, but a bit hot. I put down the tea, taking a slice of the bread. I took a bite, another bite, then I cut almost half of the slice at once. Delicious. It was filled with eggs, I guess. I wasn’t aware table manners existed till I finished the five loaves of toasted bread in a minute. He was watching me, yet I didn’t mind. I was now licking off my fingers when I looked at him and our eyes met. I left my index finger in my mouth as I stared at him. I was now feeling awkward as I took my finger off my mouth and then looked away.

“Should I get you more?” he asked, drawing my attention back to him. I felt embarrassed. When did I become a glutton? I shook my head. I wasn’t full yet though, but I know what I’m going to be feeling next. Since I hadn’t eaten for what seems like ages, I will have stomach upset throughout today then maybe, normal tomorrow. I gulped down the now lukewarm tea. I took the pain relievers, too, maybe it might help with my anticipated stomach ache. He went out with the tray. I laid back on my bed, my mind flashing back to all the ugly moments I have been experiencing in my life for the past few weeks. I couldn’t cry, no more tears were left in my eyes. Before I dived deeper into the painful moments, I dozed off.

AUTHOR’S NOTE ❤️

Hello, beautiful readers. This story is going to be full of suspense and mystery. I hope you enjoy my work. I will try to update as often as I can. Don’t miss out.

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56 Chapters
Chapter 1: Suicide
When Luna was killed, Ginevra’s life turned upside down. Luna was her everything, not just a sister. The bond she shared with her was beyond the world’s imagination. When she tried to commit suicide, she found solace in the care of Emiliano who saved her from drowning. She later got married to him. Then Luna returned in the body of a familiar face. Her mind is set on revenge that will either brighten Ginevra’s future or ruin it completely.********************* ~Ginevra~ It was still early in the morning. The snow was vivid, drifting drops of cold water on my skin. I got goosebumps, on my arms and face. My legs were already benumbed as I stood over the cliff, staring mutely at the ocean and across the valley. My eyes were red and aching. Blinking became a hard task for me. The painful sensation in my red eyeballs was more than what the cold was causing me. I stood there, finding it hard to keep my gaze because of the snowdrops, and shutting my eyes because of the shooting pain. My a
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Chapter 2: The First Story
I was suddenly in the middle of the road, an expressway. I was wearing a black flared gown. I was practically doing nothing, just staring across the road, mournful, with no tears, just a blank heart. The atmosphere was hazy, leaving room for some spine-chilling sensation. The weather was cold, tickling my face and sinking deep into it. I tried to blanket myself from the cold. The environment was abandoned, with no vehicles, no people, only old, ramshackle flat buildings. I looked far into the foggy distance, I pierced my eyes through it, and I could see a person, a lady in an all-white dress. She was moving towards me, I only stared with myriads of unexpressed emotions. I felt my broken heart breaking free and lively. I smiled inwardly, my face now brimming. What kind of magic effect has the all-white dress lady had on me? As she moved closer, I could see her face faintly, I could tell she had a mixed sorrow and joy smile on. Her hair, was black, shiny, in beautiful waves, and falling
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Chapter 3: Campus Bullies
I was now in my second year at the university. I wasn’t a popular girl, but I got an enemy. He was a final-year student. His name was Miguel. I never did anything wrong to him, yet he became obsessed with bullying me in the name of love. Yes, he claimed to be in love with me and he wants me to develop the same feelings for him under pressure. I have never fallen in love, even if I will, it will never be with a tout like Miguel. He was a notorious criminal, yet never caught. My heart always forces itself out of my chest whenever I see him. His sight was that terrifying. I wanted as much to relate my ordeal with Luna, but I held back. I didn’t want her to get into trouble for my sake.One night, I sat on an armchair close to the window, staring into the deep blue sky and smiling at myself. The full moon alone brightened up the sky with twinkling stars saying hello. I lifted my hand to the sky, doodling to form a beautiful shape. I got a favorite star, I called it the crescent moon. I l
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Chapter 4: Murdering Miguel
When we reached home, I changed my wet dress and joined Luna in the kitchen to fix dinner. I started with the dishes while Luna cut the vegetables.“You shouldn’t allow yourself to be mistreated by anyone, especially not your college mates,” Luna said, glancing at me and then back to the veggies.“I couldn’t fight them, Luna, she got a team,” I said. I never learned to fight like Luna, possibly because I believe she will always defend me.“She got a team, you got your strength,” she said, focusing on me, and I looked at her. “It’s not about how many they were, it’s about you developing the courage and strength to defend yourself.”Luna turned back to the vegetables. I returned to washing the dishes.“How will I learn when you always take care of everything about me?” I muttered to myself.“You said?”“Nothing,” I denied, starting to rinse the dishes. She shook her head and went on to check the boiling spaghetti.The following day. I was on campus, seated on a long bench, and r
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Chapter 5: The Surprise
***My eyes were aching now. It was late into the witching hour. I have been yawning a thousand times with tears leaking out of my eyes. My savior seems to be fine. I looked at him. Our eyes locked in a gaze.“You will continue some other time, okay?” he smiled at me. I sleepily smiled back. “Let’s go inside,” he said. He helped me down the swing and we headed inside.The morning sun poured through my window, fixating its golden rays on my face. I opened my eyes, using my hand as a shield from the sunlight. I sat up on the bed, my arms grazing the ceiling as I yawned widely. I swung my feet to the floor and stood up. I entered the bathroom to freshen up. I was gradually regaining my skin’s radiance. My hair was now more lustrous, and the hyperpigmentation on my skin was now less visible. Ginevra will be beautiful again. I always reminded myself. As the lukewarm water fell on my body, I remembered Luna. The day I was drenched by Lizzy unde
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Chapter 6: Journaling about Luna
That night, I sat on the bed, fondling Phoenix’s fur. The creature has a special aura around it. From its black gleaming eyes to its innocent look, everything was simply special about it.“Phoenix?” I called. “Do you know why I named you Phoenix?” I asked and it made a meow sound. I bet it didn’t know. “I will tell you. I named you Phoenix because if by chance you ever leave me, you will come back for me. Phoenixes don’t die once, they will always be back,” I said sadly. Phoenix was listening to my emotional expression. It simply kept its gaze on me, looking maybe sad or concerned. I sighed. “You know, Phoenix, my sister left me. She never came to my rescue like she used to. With each passing day, I wish she could come back for my sake. Crescent moons do reappear, right? I still hope Luna emerges like a wildflower and come in search of me,” I poured out and sighed. Phoenix didn’t meow this time. It sounded like “aww!” I held it close to myself while still massaging its soothing fur.T
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Chapter 7: The First Kiss
After some minutes, Emiliano calmed himself down. He shouldn’t have overreacted. He thought. He went in search of Ginevra. He got his knuckles wrapped with a bandage. Blood was still visible on the wound. He entered Ginevra’s room, no one was there. He looked around the bathroom, the closet, and under the bed. Why? No one was there. “Go!” his own words echoed in his ears. Where could she have gone to? He shouted out her name severally. He descended downstairs. He shouldn’t have told her to go. Where has she gone to? Where does she know? Why did he send her out to danger? What if she tries drowning herself again? He won’t ever forgive himself. Emiliano’s thoughts jumbled. Where will he begin searching for her? She was not around the room. He went outside to the gazebo, he didn’t see her.I was seated on the ground, close to the flowers with Phoenix beside me. I was confused. Luna appeared on every page of the journal. Emiliano got furious because he saw me with the journal. What was i
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Chapter 8: Attempted Rape
At night, I was seated beside Emiliano on the couch. He wanted me to continue my story. Phoenix was beside us. I continued in flashback.***In the morning, the singing birds woke me up from sleep. I gathered my fragile self up. My eyes were aching. I couldn’t stare at daylight, it made my vision blurry. I had to squint from the woods. I just needed to leave the neighborhood. I reached a river, I saw a sailor who helped me to cross the river with my bags. I was going to my maternal grandmother’s house. After her demise many years ago, foreigners inhabited the house. We learned they returned to their hometown a few months ago and the house was now vacant. I trudged down the remaining miles, carrying bags all around my shoulders while pulling two suitcases. I almost resembled a camel carrying many loads. After a long trudge under the now scorching sun, I was faced with my grandma’s house. I let down all the loads from my body. I heaved a sigh of relief. I was tired, hungry,
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Chapter 9: Luna. His mother?
After the last word which came out like a whisper, my head rested against Emiliano’s shoulder. I was drifting gradually to sleep. My eyes closed, and my mind went blank as I dozed off.~Emiliano~I stared at the sleeping Ginevra. I didn’t want to disturb the sleeping baby by waking her up to go to bed. I simply stared at her. I wished she never leaves. After so many months, I finally found someone to relate freely to. Sienna. How can I forget? Sienna was a vivacious idol. Her beauty radiates. Her smile always captured my heart, making me wish never to lose sight of her. I vividly remembered that night we argued. She was deeply furious with me. I never knew a minor case could leave a scar on me for so long. Why didn’t I stop her that night? I was upset from an outing with my friends I could remember. I stayed out late, yet she waited for me. ***It was Valentine’s night. She wanted us to spend time together alone. What would I have done when my old college pals
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Chapter 10: Fear of Intimacy
After dinner, I went into my room. Phoenix was already sleeping on the couch. I took a cool shower and sat on a stool in front of the vanity table to apply my night cream. I was already in my nightgown. I flipped my hair aside as I applied the cream to my neck and way down my shoulders. I lifted my leg, applying the cream to my thigh and down my flawless leg to my foot. When I was done, I stood up. Turning to the bed, I drew in the air sharply. Emiliano was at the door. His arms were firmly crossing his chest while leaning against the wall and gazing at me. Why didn’t I notice him earlier? Did he appear like a ghost or what? Besides, why was he staring lustfully at me? He began walking toward me. I took a step back. I wanted to ask why he was in my room at this specific nighttime, but the words died in my mouth the moment he crossed the distance between us and stood right in front of me. He leaned forward and tilted his head to the crook of my neck. I let out a gasp. I clutched the ed
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