Emily Carter Egypt Reincarnation Novels & Stories

Zelia lightly tap the Emperor's cheek making him glance at her, "Is something hurting you? Should I call the physician right now?" She shook her head, "No need for the physician, my body just need to adjust..." She stopped from talking when she realize something. 'What the hell is going on? Why is this body acting just like my original body? This feeling of adjustment and weird feeling for this body... This body is mine! I would know right away because I'm the owner of this body... did I really got reincarnated? But I really did die back then when I accidentally pull the trigger of the gun, so how? What's happening? Why am I here? This is not heaven or hell... where am I? Did I teleport or w

She said and her smile spread into a full-blown grin when she saw how invested I was in what she was revealing to me. " Sharlynn? She's not a goddess though?" I said and she laughed, " of course she is! Sharlynn is the reincarnation of the goddess Dike who is known as the goddess of moral order and fair judgment that's why her magical powers are nearly unlimited. I mean, she can bring back one from the dead!" She said and I got up from the couch and started to pace up and down as I tried to process this information. " Okay... Uhh... So if there's salvation for only one family how do we make sure our family is saved?" I eventually asked and she clapped her hands excitedly and said, " I though

Each syllable precise—a guillotine drop. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know” “It’s Just The Franks are arriving tomorrow morning for his wake.” I blurted the words, a desperate stab in the dark. “Are you Doc by any chance?” “Yeah.” Relief, cold and sharp, flooded me. This was him. “I’m Emma Carter, Elijah sent me”

After getting dressed, I headed downstairs and upon seeing me, Lansford simply flashed a small smile before we left. “By the way, what is a passport?” I asked him when we were in his car to break the looming silence over us. “It’s an identification card you use to travel the world,” he calmly replied with his gaze fixed on the road. After what happened this morning, he seemed to have changed his approach towards me. Was I because he knew that I was not being honest with him? If I tell him the truth, would he believe me? And even if he does believe my words, would he keep it a secret? Heaving a sigh, I leaned my head on the window and just watched other cars pass by us. I just could not bring

Bronn Emily Carter... the woman who lingered in my thoughts long after we last saw each other. Her natural scent, plump lips with a touch of mayonnaise, dark coffee-colored hair, tiny waist, and even the curve of her breast beneath a thick top—all of her simplicity haunted my mind like a persistent virus. Perhaps I was a werewolf in a past life.

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not

I said softly as I placed my hand on Carter's who looked up at me and when I gave him a light nod, he moved aside but close enough to keep a watchful eye. The guards released their hold on Temmy who then slowly walked to Xavier. She placed her hand on his forehead, muttering inaudibly and after a while, she looked up. "Well, what did you find out?" Carter asked impatiently. "There's a fifty percent chance that he can come back to life, but..," She paused and lowered her head. "But what?" It was my turn to showcase my own impatience. Temmy turned to me, staring deep into my eyes, "I'll need the help of a powerful witch but since none of them would be willing to help me, it's only you who can,

She swore to get the man she wanted," Kendrick looked at me as he finished his narrat I guess that's where he will stop for today. But then my mind was filled with a thousand more questions. He only told me about the origin of their story, what happened after t "Is that all?" I as "Yes. With time, you will know every other thing," he answe "Am I a reincarnation of Safina?" I asked my question nonetheles I understood what he said but what I don't understand is why Emily got her memories way earlier before me

“I swear, I will deal with her.” “She’s just like her mother!” Mrs. Carter shouted. “If you saw how she even warned me to stay away from her,” she said, breathing heavily, “Does she think I will let her go after disgracing me? Never!” “I’ll deal with her until she regrets her life and wishes she joined her foolish mother in the grave!” Mrs. Carter kept ranting and cursing. But Evelyn was no longer listening. Her mind was racing. Emily had changed. She was no longer the weak, quiet girl they used to push around. Something had happened while she was away. Something big.

she whispered, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and curiosity. Clyde's eyes met hers, his face etched with darkness. “Carrington found them, Emma. Despite their efforts to protect you, he tracked them down, driven by his insatiable desire for power. He sought to abduct you, to control the legacy within your veins.”