Elizabeth Bloodflame Past Life Novels & Stories

I'm not taking the blame for it. Then, I smiled faintly and glanced at Emil. "In TV shows, a ploy like that could be used to set someone up and get rid of their own problems. Seeing that we've known each other for years, I'd advise you to investigate your lover." In my previous life, Sarah faked her death for many years and returned to the country in a blaze of glory. She had married an 84-year-old wealthy man abroad. Soon after, the wealthy man passed away, and she hooked up with his son.

Main Characters: Alexander - The 25-year-old handsome and independent guy who's a workaholic. He likes working and earning money. He had a past that turned him into a narcissist. He doesn't believe in love and has commitment issues. Ellie - The Novels narrator and 23-year-old protagonist who's studying and still dependent on her family. She has been brought up in a strict family with morals and ethics. She's a day-dreamer who keeps dreaming about her prince charming and finding her true love.

Renata. We were on our way back home when Emilio suddenly parked the jeep on the side of the road. The things I had just read in the Alpha's library were still reeling in my mind and I couldn't make sense of them. If judging by the robe I saw myself wearing in my memory then I may have been from the celestial realm in my past life. And from what I read, being on earth means I was stripped of my immortal status. I'm just making wild guesses right now but it's the only logical explanation as to why I can wield fire when I'm not a witch and how I came back to life when my heart was clearly ripped out of my chest.

This goes deeper, maybe into a past life, if such things are possible. I sit down. “Regina, do you think we had a previous life?” She pauses for a moment. “Maybe. It would explain why you are my person and I am your dragon. It might explain why we have multiple mates and why that green dragon with those sliver eyes clawed us and drove those horrible kids away. I just think we should take it day by day. We are in a good place with the Trio. We can trust them.” I think she is right. I need to just relax, but relaxation is something I have always struggled with.

"Apologize to Zacharias right now, or else I'm not going to marry you. I know your family's stronger than mine, but I still won't marry a snake!" The box had a beautiful cover, but the sharp edges cut my chin open. The people around us gasped, but none came forward. I touched my chin, and a sliver of red stained my palm. This woman was not the one I knew. Now, she looked more like the one I saw in my past life. The one who yelled at me because of Zacharias. My heart was growing colder for her. "I'm not apologizing for something I didn't do." "You're going to regret this." Rachel held Zacharias and left.

The energy in the room had shifted, and Elena could feel it. She clenched her fist, the memories of her past self still burning in her veins. The question that lingered in her mind was simple: Had she truly returned to this life, or was she living in someone else’s shadow? As the fog of confusion lifted, Elena's heart pounded in her chest, her mind reeling. It was as if a veil had been torn away, and the memories of her past life came rushing back in a torrent. She wasn’t Elena anymore. Not entirely. She was Esther—the woman who had once lived, loved, and died. The woman whose soul had been torn from the past and reincarnated into Elena’s body.

“We killed them for what they did to Jade in the beginning. The blessed spirit grid you two were in happened when and because you and Jade made physical contact I was able to read her blood through the contact. Jade’s Elven Branch is the Flamme. The Phoenix kind. What you saw was her kingdom being attacked. Her mother was the woman you saw and Jade was the bundle in her arms she was protecting.” Oh wow. I’m speechless. Are you telling me Jade is the missing Flamme Queen? “You know about that?” Ember asked me. I listen to the whispers of the wind. You will soon learn how resourceful I can be. “Sure. As my emotions got the best of me I killed the first two and recognized the bloodline of the

“The woman who came to you is not Liz. She is Angelica. Liz’s biological mother. A witch who has spent decades destroying lives. She murdered. She manipulated. She used Liz since before she was born.” Lumian tried to twist away, but I pressed harder. “She's fooling you,” I continued. “Just like she did me and everyone else.” His jaw tightened, but not with belief. With denial. “She is the reason Liz died,” I said. “She is the reason Liz has been tortured, hunted, cursed, torn apart—” Lumian scoffed. “So this is your story?” he said. I didn’t blink. “She is using you.” Lumian’s lip curled. “No one’s here.”

I stepped between them and demanded to know what had happened after my mother divided my soul. The First King finally admitted that Elara had taken the original First Flame and hidden it beyond the ancient kingdoms. She then placed the surviving portion of my soul into a new life, allowing me to be reborn as Selena Cross while the shadow woman remained behind to guard the memories. “But Eryndor found the trail,” he said.

Even if I didn't answer, my silence was enough for Damian to confirm his guess. "What else, Carla? How much do you know?" he asked. It hit me that he probably had no idea I had spent 40 years as a wandering soul. "What else?" I echoed. "I know you took Heidi to my grave and begged me not to haunt her. I'm not that evil; I didn't curse her with cancer, and I'm nothing like you two." Though it happened in my past life, just the mention of it made me shake with anger.