Elizabeth Rose Bloodflame Past Life Novels & Stories

In my past life, my elder sister—Emma Rothschild—was jealous of me and caused me to die a tragic death. After being reborn, she wanted to marry someone else in this life instead. Unfortunately for her, she didn't know that I had also been reborn. Additionally, the "perfect" husband she had set her sights on was Aleron Glintwood, the scumbag I'd married in my past life. "We've already accepted the dragon clan's gifts! If you change your mind now, our family's reputation will be completely ruined!" said our father, Gareth Rothschild.

And it's worth mentioning that it felt so real, that I was really there when all those things happened. What happened to this pretty head of mine? And that woman in my dream… I'm sure who she is. Nobody else looked so the same as if her face is a copycat of my own. Elizabeth. Only her. But in my dream, she wasn't around those Von Rellis. She had a family, she had her own sect. But that was impossible. Her mother Elena Ross killed herself young and her father was also said to be killed by enemies. I have no idea who took care of her but I know for sure that she had no family.

Even though I could see that she had fully recovered, there was something a bit odd about Esmay but I couldn't figure it out, she seemed different and felt different somehow, like she had been broken inside. For a slight minute I felt sorry for her thinking about what they might have done to her, as a woman I felt for her but then I remembered that she betrayed and I got annoyed all over again. "Elena I know what I did to you is unforgivable but I thought that I was helping you, no one has ever survived the blade of the Phoenix but somehow I knew that you would. You see the blade is fused with the blood of a fire bird, the Phoenix and legend says that only a Phoenix can rise from the ashes a

Yohan asked. “We’re sure enough that not many people know her by her face, that’s her biggest asset and advantage. So people don’t really know that she died… if she died.” Theo pointed out. “She was already dead for a few minutes, it’s damn near impossible they could have revived her. Was it a bad idea I sent her corpse back?” “If she did, do you think she’s trying to get back at us for doing what we did?” Oswald asked, needing a few more drinks to loosen up.

Ten thousand years have passed, and the other half of Isabella's soul has probably been reincarnated. And Elizabeth, most likely, is the reincarnation of the other half of Isabella's soul. This explains why Elizabeth and Isabella look exactly alike, and she can breathe under water. I was trembling with excitement at the possibilities I had come up with. But I can't speak now. Blood kept pouring out of my mouth and nose. How foolish I was! The person I missed the most had been there for me for a long time, and I kept hurting her. I could feel my life running out. I wasn't afraid of dying, I was just sorry I wouldn't be able to see her again.

I had to live! There wasn't much time left, so I shouted at Serena at once, "Stop begging him to save me! Get out of here!" I would never forget the moment Raiden poured gasoline on me in my previous life. His eyes gleamed with insanity. There wasn't a hint of love when he looked at me, only boundless hatred. As he lit me on fire, he didn't care about my cries and screams, much less the baby I carried. Only then did I realize he had blamed me for Celia's death all those years. He hated me deeply…

Not something Eclipsa would choose but I'm guessing choices are limited in wherever they are. "I love you guys. Please tell them when you see them. I love you all so fucking much. It hurts." "I'm sure it does. But you'll be fine. Anastasia, you need to finish this. The alpha won't believe you, so you've been gathering proof. It's in the roses. Check the roses. Okay?" I pulled back, and her thumb brushed over my eyes. "You've always been different from us. We're here with you, Ana. You can get to us whenever. I'm not sure how. There's something different about where we are. We're dead, but also trapped somewhere bad. But I know we're with you."

“You turned peace into penance.” “I wanted to survive.” “You wanted to feel forgiven. And now your daughter burns because you couldn’t carry what you were born to be.” Elara clenched her fists. “She’s not my daughter.” The echo laughed. “She’s more than you are now.” The old flameblade—shattered when she gave up the prophecy—now hovered mid air inside the underworld’s core. Reforged. Waiting. But when she touched it, it didn’t ignite. Instead, it bled. Blood soaked the hilt, staining her hands.

From what I can tell, her other bloodline might possibly be under Elizabeth’s bloodline— because, for a vampire, she’s beautiful. “A vampire…huh. Whose bloodline were you under…?” I said to Sherry. “Eh? You are familiar with the vampire race…?” “I read history, more or less.” “My family bloodline is under Lord Ambrogio, Lord Gaius, and Lady Elizabeth.” Hearing those unbelievable words, I shook my head for a moment to clear my thoughts. “Say that again?” I ask to confirm once more. “Okay… Lord Ambrogio, Lord Gaius and Lady Elizabeth.”

And I don’t think I will ever stop thinking about it unless I would know the whole truth. “She had practiced sorcery. It was her ability. She made that necklace and hid herself that even the best tracker I have couldn’t track her. I searched different places for years but never found her. Until I learned that she already died as well as the human she married. I mourned for her but at the same time, I was so mad, I wanted to kill their child. But I guess Elizabeth had known that it was possible I would do that, she hid the child in a place I was never able to track. But then the world was changing and I was able to meet more gifted subordinates. I then learned about you. I didn’t have any int