Devil Reincarnated Novels & Stories

Devyn crossed his arms, averting his gaze from us as he pretended not to listen to our conversation, which was entirely impossible given his ears could discern even the distant tweets of birds a mile away in the forest. I could hear them. Axel was not an “Before we get to that…” Axel declared, grabbing enough of Devyn’s attention to direct his gaze back to us. “...the whole rebirth process, I need you to explain it.” He wanted to know more about his mate, and I wanted to as well. It was only natural curiosity, and as much as Devyn would love to deny it, he was sitting down here because he wanted to, not due to my constant nagging. “Is she like… a living corpse?” I had no idea why he whispere

I blamed you for what happened, for the life I lost. Camille gasped after hearing that. She grabbed a buzzer to get a doctor as it was clear something terrible was happening to Katherine, but her hand stopped in the middle of the move when she heard another word. - I was reborn.- Alpha whispered. Those words were challenging but also so refreshing. - The Moon Goddess brought me back, giving me the chance to fix my mistakes. And I was doing good, knowing your moves, I could prevent them. Camille was watching her with the wide-open eyes. Was this possible? Was Katherine brought back to life?

“Because I’m not scared of you. You were supposed to be dead. Lucas doesn’t need you anymore.” Rachel smirked. “But I’m not dead. I was reborn. And I heard you were too. When I came back, I made up my mind, I’m taking my man back. My husband. So pack up, sweetheart. You’re leaving us alone.” Before I could answer, the door opened again. This time, I hoped and prayed, it was Lucas, ready to stop this madness. But it wasn’t. A small boy stepped inside. He looked about five, with the same eyes, the same hair, the same expression as Lucas.

Her little body was shaking. The man's eyes looked at each person in the room. Old people. Young people. Everyone who came to say goodbye to Brock. His men stood behind him. They were big and mean looking. One of them had tattoos on his face. Teardrops under his eyes. "Dead men's debts don't disappear," Scarface said. He was cleaning his fingernails with a knife now. The sound of the blade clicking open and shut made people jump. "They pass to family."

"Why bring me here? Why not let me rest? I'm supposed to be dead... buried six feet under the cold fucking earth, forgotten in some godforsaken cemetery. That's what was supposed to happen. This? This is not supposed to happen. No, no, no..." Nyx nodded. "Indeed. You were supposed to be dead. Your story should have ended there, buried in the darkness. But fate has its own plans, Carmen. You've been given another chance, though not without its trials and challenges." Carmen let out a bitter laugh, her voice dripping with mockery as she dropped her hands and glared at Nyx. "A second chance?" she spat. "Is that what you call this? Being ripped from my death and thrown into some twisted world wh

“I serve the Vendetta family, as I always have. And now, it seems you’ve been brought under our care.” Vendetta family? Is this a joke? “This has to be a dream,” I muttered, shaking my head. “None of this makes sense. Mansion? Territory? What am I back in the 15th century?” “If it helps, I can assure you this is very real,” Livioski replied smoothly like he could read my mind. “How are you feeling this morning? Did you sleep well?” Damn. He’s so fucking weird. If this is a dream, it’s the weirdest one I’ve ever had. But deep down, I’m starting to think it’s not.

“It is also not the reason you walked in here and felt familiarity, nor the reason you walked into that room and wept till you passed out.” “How did you…?” He coughed and beat his chest. Then finally he drew a breath and calmed down. “Somewhere along the line, somewhere in between your parents’ death, your second chance mating with Devon and your discover of what happened years ago during the war, the trajectory of everything changed. You became not just an embodiment of a blessing and a curse, you became a reincarnation of the moon goddess.” Kiara immediately lost her footing and stumbled backwards till she dropped on the seat.

I ask as I look down at the floor in front of my father's desk. My father falls silent. I slowly look up at him to see him staring intensely at me. "What are you talking about son?" He asks seriously. "Layla was pregnant when she died. The deal I made with the devil was fulfilled upon her death. Our unborn child died with her and its lifeforce was absorbed into her body giving her a second chance at life. As soon as the devil and I made our deal I became the devil. That was the devil's plan from the beginning." I reply.

"He thought that being the devil would be the most tormenting to master?" "That's right," Zin said. Lucifer turned him into a devil, not as powerful as he was, but someone with the same responsibilities that he has. Someone who won't be able to rest easy without hearing every gruesome thought there is from the humans that he hates He wasn't able to gain a chance to be reincarnated even after he changed, and he won't be able to get the chance to meet someone that he desperately wanted to meet. It was the only option he thought would work." "Did it work?"

Damon could practically imagine Draven grinning as involuntarily a smile created on his lips as line went off. “Let’s see what we’ve got here.” Damon mumbled to himself as he took a sharp right turn to outskirts of Zhoutis. **** “A reincarnation spell? I’ve never heard of such magic, My Lord.” Lucifer heard Alaric’s confused voice through the other side of the phone. “Dig deeper, Alaric. There has to be something related to this. Once you find something, I’m one call away.” Lucifer said as he smashed the warrior’s head into the wall as blood splattered across his clothes.