Assassin Gets Reincarnated Novels & Stories

The horrific sight of my newborn turning to dust. The phantom pain still burned in my bones. The chaos of the hall swallowed me. I snapped back to reality. I was reborn. I was back at the exact moment our Progenitor, Lucius Nightshade, was about to be fatally hit. I touched my heavy, pregnant belly. I ruthlessly shoved down the mate bond humming in my blood. The assassin was about to detonate a vest full of silver explosives. I didn't hesitate. I shoved the blinded Lucius hard behind a massive obsidian pillar.

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

I took the blade from him and buried the silver blade in his stomach, but then I felt the other assassins surrounding me. I knew what came next; I had played this game before, but this time I was the prey, not the predator, and I knew how the story usually ends for the prey, even if one is as dangerous as I am. Another tried to grab me. I quickly ripped one of his hands off me and swiftly somersaulted to the far end, another charged at me and then ripped off the head of the next assassin who charged at me, watching his lifeless body fall to the ground. I was surrounded, but I was not going to beg like a rat; instead, I would die like a soldier, taking as many as I can to the after life.

I was going to make him suffer so that death would be an easier option out, but even then, he wouldn't reach the alluring hands of the angel of death. Reapers are born of rebirth. They become something completely worse when they come back to life, left without humanity and the intense desire to hunt and survive. But I wasn't stupid. Over the years, I'd taken my time to study how they worked and guess what, I figured it all out. Your humanity leaves you when you die and you come back as a completely different person. What if I took the part of me that is Shannon? The good parts and leave it in my talisman, so it'll come back to me every time I use magic. Brilliant idea, right? Let’s see if it

"The curse won't let me. Not anymore... I might fall into a coma again, but I won't die." "Or maybe it will kill you so that you can be reincarnated so that it can start all over again." Gáta retorted. "Look., As I said, I don't need to talk in riddles with you. I haven't been able to identify whether you’ve been reincarnated several times or whether you are a supernatural creature."

He acted like a wolf protecting his clan. There are already eyes everywhere Keisha goes after the incident inside the hotel. The men who failed to protect them were well… one can already imagine what happened to them. They might've failed to protect them, or they betrayed them and let the assassins inside. Either way, the same mistake wouldn't happen twice because they're now dead. "Speaking of… How's the assassin and his brother?" He suddenly remembered the two assassins he saved who vowed to keep their loyalty to him from now on. They were hurt pretty badly because of Eros' torture but are now recovering.

“I have no special reason, really. I got interested in becoming a guard because they said you can travel far and wide anywhere the higher-ups assigned you to. That’s why I’m here.” I nodded understandingly. Back when I was Sakamaki Yuu, that travelling word never came across my mind right after I lost my legs. I thought I wouldn’t be able to travel for life, but thankfully, I reincarnated into this world. Maybe God wanted me to fulfill my dreams? Well, in all honesty, my dreams were fulfilled instantly when the door was knocked and Prince Asher appeared out of the blue. “Come with me. We have no time to waste.”

Our forehead pressed together as a lone tear slipped from his eye. "Alas..... That didn't happen... But I swear I'm never letting those repeat again... I will never let you go... I wanted to tell you that I know... That you're not the only one but I couldn't... Because there were gaps between both our version... I was waiting till I know it all... That's it princess... I didn't want to break your trust... " I kept quiet for a moment... I need some time to process it all... But one thing didn't set right with me... Why was he reborn? On my birthday, just like me... I died.... Not him, right...?

"No, that’s not possible. I grew up here. I was a kid here. I remember going to school, growing up, living a normal human life." "Because that’s what happened after you entered the human world," Ishaan explained patiently. "When you left Kal’Raksha, something happened to you. Your body reset. You were reborn here as a child. But twice, you came back to Kal’Raksha as Ayaan—for breeding season. And both times, you conceived." Ashwin felt the world tilt. "I—" He swallowed hard. His memories were a blur of scattered dreams and fragmented emotions, but now, piece by piece, they started falling into place.