Dr Gregory House Reincarnated Novels & Stories

“It is time for a new beginning for our people. You two are the first to merge. It will be as the program truly wanted for the result. At least the start of it.” “But,” Greg said as he looked around, and the picture around him faded away. “I have so many questions.” “And possibly one day you will have some of those answers. I am not supposed to interfere. She needs you. She will continue too. You also need her. Never forget that. Your human side is delicate, but our side will show you the way when you need it. You will see.” Tok said as he also began to fade away. Greg opened his eyes to find her still asleep on his chest. The light had faded away from the day through the window.

"Greg is really not himself right now. He doesn't remember anyone or anything he had done in this life before the accident. Greg has amnesia. As diagnosed by the doctor." The two females gasped out aloud. "W-what?" Laura whispered. "The doctor said he had hit his head so hard and it had gotten severely injured. And there's only a seventy-thirty percent chance that he might regain his memory again if triggered." The two ladies were dumbstruck as they glanced at each other and then at the floor. "And that's why I said that we all need to be easy on him because none of this is his fault." Theo said gently.

"Are you being serious? Is that what you care about right at the moment?" He shakes his head. "Whatever happened with Gwyneth is not important either." My lips part. "Gwyneth. That was her name." He bites his lips in regret. As usual, he hadn't expected such vital information to be let out so easily. "November." He tries to touch me. "Do not move any closer." I pant. "I cannot believe you." "That is all in the past, Didn't you say that this was a new beginning?" "Well, that was when I realized that this has been repeating for over senturies. You kill me, and then, you reincarnate me. Then you kill me again, and then reincarnate me as someone else." I grind my teeth. "You are sick, Sin."

And I could still feel the shock that I had felt when I had closed my eyes, died, and reopened them again just moments later, only to find myself being thrust into the past. Three months prior to my death. The Moon Goddess had sent me back to the beginning of my pregnancy. Back to the moment before everything had shattered once before. Part of me still wondered if it had all been a dream; or perhaps some kind of mental episode brought about by my diet pills, my brain fooling me into thinking that something had happened when it hadn’t. Perhaps I had simply passed out that night and imagined all of those three months, including my own death. But I knew that wasn’t true, because events had happ

How will I survive? I was shocked for a moment, then realized Evonne had been reincarnated too. Oh, that was fantastic. I thought ending our grudge this way was me going too easy on her. But since her past life was miserable and there was no room for her to make a comeback in this life, I decided to just let her continue to live the rest of her days in pain and struggle. "You deserve this, Evonne." I hung up the call and immediately tossed my phone away. Just hearing her voice made me feel utterly disgusted.

Neon said and I smiled. I couldn’t just learn about my biological parents today and also learned about their death without trying to find out what happened, the whole life I have lived was nothing but a lie. My parents being a lab subjects and yet, the person behind the blood transformation is out there living freely, that’s something I can’t condone. I took a cab that took me back to the house and luckily, Gregory wasn’t back home. I finished changing my dress and I came back outside when the door suddenly opened and Gregory entered the house.

Because I haven't stopped wondering why his health suddenly deteriorated so badly. “Dr. Greg, you have to help me. Please. We need to work on this tirelessly. If Ridgeway’s drug is hurting people, then we have to fix what went wrong in my original work. We have to make it right.” Dr. Greg studied me for a long moment, then nodded firmly. “Alright. Come with me.” --- He led me down another hallway until we stepped into the main lab. Greystone’s lab wasn’t shiny like Valmont’s, but it had soul. The benches were cluttered with actual work—open notebooks, labeled vials, microscopes mid-adjustment. Machines hummed quietly in the background, and a faint smell of ethanol and latex gloves filled the

“So when you tell me my mind is protecting itself from something, you should know what it’s been protecting itself from. And it isn’t a name.” Gregory looked at me. I had expected something. Not much, not a collapse or an outpouring, I’d learned enough about who he was now to know those weren’t available. But something. A flinch. A tightening around the eyes. The small involuntary responses of a father hearing that his daughter was hurt. He looked at me with those familiar eyes. And said, “The memory is still there.” I stared at him. “Underneath everything else that happened,” he continued, “there is a name. A voice you heard. I know this because I know what happened in that house and I know

Then “No, I've finally gone insane.” Her gaze dropped to her hands. Thinner. Different. Not hers. [Previous identity: Kaira McCauley confirmed deceased.] [Current identity: Alina Crosswell.] Her heartbeat slammed against her chest. “…You’re telling me” she paused trying to grasp something “this must be a prank” [Soul transfer successful.] The system cuts in. The room felt colder. “I took over her body?” [Condition met: Simultaneous fatal incidents.]

I tsked in annoyance as I followed Kyle downstairs. Enough about Gregory. I made a full recovery from my Personality Break, well sort of. Deep in the nights when no one was around, I tethered dangerously on the verge of falling back into the headspace. I missed Greg and wanted him like how I did when I was stuck in the headspace. I didn’t tell anyone, of course I didn’t.