Devil Reincarnation Novels & Stories

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

Till he was just the breathing silhouette Sebastian had seen. Sebastian knows because he had felt the same. The day of Sarah’s death, he had felt a rage higher than a tower. He lost consciousness of every sense of morality that he had even pulled his gun scaring the kids that stood just where his daughter had left. He recalled the feeling of emptiness when he held lifeless Sarah on the ground, such that he had even wished a truce with the devil. If only it worked that way. So when Sebastian laid his eyes on the man, he knew exactly how he felt. A broken father.

“Too late. You already tried your luck with me.” I looked into his eyes—desperation, fear, and something pitifully like regret swimming beneath the surface. “You wanted to know why they call me the Mafia Devil,” I said, voice dr,opping to a whisper thick with menace. His nod was frantic. I smiled—a slow, cruel curve. “Do you get it now?” His eyes widened just before the cold barrel of my gun pressed against his temple. “I don’t do mercy,” I muttered. The shot echoed, final and unforgiving.

“Bryan was not merely resurrected. He was reforged. The Order of the Forgotten didn’t simply resurrect him — oh no — they turned him into something else. Something… worse." Selene, who had been silent, finally spoke. "A revenant." Dorian nodded. "Exactly." Ethan’s jaw tightened. “What the f is a revenant?” Selene’s expression was grim. “A revenant is more than a reanimated corpse. It’s an entity resurrected through dark sorcery, its old soul torn from it and an unnatural one substituted instead. They don’t merely exist — they devour.”

Yes, a normal person wouldn't react that way,’ she nodded finding the right word for him. ‘ Thinking of it again, it's more understandable why he's called a devil. Oh oh, I shouldn't underestimate him. He's dangerous ‘ She thought to herself, but her mind wandered to what had happened before they got to the office. His soothing words, his charming smile… ‘ What's wrong with you?,’ she quickly scolded herself inwardly, ‘ Which smile is charming, that was the smile of a devil, you better not fall for it. Lucifer was the most handsome in heaven ‘

"Don't worry, Angelo. I have more proof. Liliana gave me a 'little secret' to confirm the intel was real." He paused, his eyes turning dangerous. "She told me that to prove her love, she set the device's activation key to the date we first met. A secret only she would know." My blood ran cold. That was my private passcode, set to the anniversary of my mother's death! In my past life, Riccardo only learned that after he'd broken my family and tortured the truth from my lips! There’s no way he could know that now. Unless… I saw the smug smile on his face, and a horrifying realization slammed into me. He was reborn, too.

The night Emily Collins was murdered, she learned the truth. The family she spent ten years loving were the same people who killed her parents, stole her inheritance, and raised her like a servant in her own home. Then they sold her off to Ghost. A feared crime lord known for violence, power, and the countless women trapped inside his mansion through debt marriages. Emily tried to escape. They hunted her down and killed her for it. But Emily wakes up five hours before her death with all her memories intact. This time, she walks willingly into the devil's den as his bride. Inside the mansion, survival is brutal. The wives scheme, betray, and destroy each other for powe

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 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.

"A true mate? For Lucian? Now?" "But that is not the tragedy of it," Riheirk continued, his voice cracking with a profound, tragic pity. "She is not a new soul. When I looked into her eyes tonight, through the fog of her tears, I saw the exact same spirit that died in his human arms four hundred years ago. She is the reincarnation of his first love, Valarian. The woman whose death drove him to beg Cain for the dark kiss." A suffocating silence fell over the battlements, the sheer, operatic magnitude of the revelation pinning Valarian to the stone floor. The soul keeps every single receipt.