Damn Reincarnation Wiki Novels & Stories

Quickly, she scrambled up the pile of rubble blocking her path. Just as she reached the top, her human nose picked up the scent of her Alpha and mate, Jason. Even though he had rejected her as soon as the mate bond surfaced on her 18th birthday, his unique smell of peppermint tea and cedarwood still made her blood sing and pulse race.

Lincoln asked inaudibly. The vampire woman stood close to the door and said "You don't even know the ' her ' you are referring to" She smiled at Lincoln before turning serious "I am a reincarnated soul of Yiorgos, the last descendant from the family of the dragon keepers.....Reincarnation can either be good or....tragic " Lincoln frowned as he looked at her deeply. "Just be hopeful the reincarnation met for you is something to talk about in a positive light" She pushed open the door and walked out of the house.

"I can share later. You don't care about Adam Smith?" "Really cares. I was expecting Adam Smith as my husband. For Zayn and Brittany Brown, I have a lot of finesse, " replies Nadhea stroking her sore cheek. The alpha power within Nadhea was playful and immeasurable at this time. "Dan Smith's face was frightened looking at you. Don't tell me the boys know who I really am," Nadhea continued, finishing the coffee deliciously. Nadhea's alpha soul sends the basic guiding memory that Alpha and omega children can recognize ancestral and reincarnated souls. Even the presence of Nadhea living their lives since the beginning of their conscious.

“The Horsemen? Like in the legends? The Horsemen of the Apocalypse?!” Oh, Goddess! That exists? “Yes, every few millennia, we reincarnate as different supernatural creatures, coming into our true power when our human vessels reach the age of eighteen. It’s a cycle we’ve been bound to since the beginning,” he explains, his voice a mix of resignation and pride. I try to wrap my head around the enormity of what he’s saying. The form I saw… was Ruin’s true form; a Horseman. “So, you’re... immortal?”

The word echoed unpleasantly. “Chosen by what?” “By the world itself,” another council member said. “When balance tips too far, it corrects itself.” Drayan inhaled sharply. Malrik went completely still. “You are not a reincarnation,” the woman continued. “You are a continuation. The same soul, rewritten. Zenaida was the first iteration. You are the second.” My hands curled into fists. “So I don’t get a choice.” “You already made it,” she replied calmly. “When you married him again.”

Fortunately, the wound had disappeared. "Grandpa, what just happened?" Arya Santanu turned to the old man. "Most likely you are the incarnation of the prince Nuswapala who died in the cave. Incarnation is different from reincarnation. Incarnation is the complete process of rebirth. This is where the soul from the past comes back to life in a new body, in a new opportunity and can decide which body it wants to be in. If my guess is correct, then the prophecy that has been predicted for a hundred years will come true." The old man was worried. "What do you mean, what prophecy, and who am I?" Arya Santanu was confused.

Even those who'd suspected, who'd researched, who'd prepared, were stunned by direct confirmation. "That's impossible," an elder protested. "Reincarnation. Soul return. Those are legends. Mythology. Not documented reality." "They're documented extensively," Caleb said, standing. "Eastern Territory archives contain detailed records. Historical accounts spanning centuries. Soul return happens. Rarely. Under specific conditions. When the goddess deems purpose incomplete. When love transcends death. When destiny requires continuation beyond single lifetime. I am proof. Living proof. Undeniable proof." "Prove it then. Demonstrate something only Miguel Reyes would know. Something impossible for ra

Zenaida parted her lips and said, “You’ve comprehended the Five Great Paths. Reincarnation is one of them. If we weren’t enemies, we could’ve been friends that studied the Reincarnation Path together. “You were born in the wrong age, and I can’t bear to see such a talented person like you simply die here. So, I’m going to make you reincarnate.” Zenaida’s voice resounded, and a mysterious power enveloped the surroundings. James felt his body fall apart, and his soul began to dissipate. Zenaida spoke to him. “I’ll send you to a different age. Remember not to offend Mount Heavenly Path in your next life.” Then, she called upon her Reincarnation Power. James’ body gradually began to come apart,

She moped the kitchen sparkling clean and went to tell her Mum to rest for the day but her mouth dropped from what she saw. In her eyes, her Mum was drowning herself in the pool but to Mrs Jain, It was just a cooling process for her, due to her reincarnation. The reincarnation process was hell itself because all of the things she was doing were out of her own will. The Vampire's Rooh inside of her was making her go crazy or insane or both.

“For his case, he must make his daughter forget about him like he never existed to save her” “How!? Chelsea must not die!” “Bad news is, it doesn’t apply to you. Your case was different. You reincarnated on the same year, the same day you died which is very strange. I never encountered cases like yours before but I have read it from our book, that kind of case” “What is it? Tell me! Tell me please!”