Fantasy Reborn Dolls Novels & Stories

In any case, most of them were born to royalties, as the royalties in her world directly descended from deities. In case of Yhi, the kingdom of light, their ancestor deity was Zorya. However, since the founding of the kingdom, Zorya, the goddess of light only ever appeared once as a Returner to Ancestry. It had been thousands and thousands of years since. That was why her bloodline had regressed. “Do you have a lot of those in your world?” Evie shook her head. “They are even rarer than transcendents. The only returner to ancestry that I know of is Kresnik, the Flame Emperor of Heaven. He is the most frequent returner in history.”

Hearing Wanda’s confession, the soul in the lantern started to talk. “What do you want from me?” Smiling, Wanda let the insanity gleam in her eyes. “Oh, I want many things. Your body is a very good fertiliser for my flowers and trees. It’s the best we’ve seen in a century, so I’m afraid I can’t give that back. However, I have something even better for you. I have a doll that you might have heard about when you signed up for the NNN Challenge. That new android love doll is a modern voodoo doll meant to stimulate sexual arousal in our tentacle workers for better work efficiency. However, I want to make one without any curses for you.”

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

Felix was so shocked that he was speechless. Rebirth Sect had 50 Malevolent Phantoms? What was this? If he hadn't just tortured Mylo's spirit and seen the truth with his own eyes, he would've thought she was lying. Upon seeing his reaction, Mylo quickly added, "It's true! There are really 50 Malevolent Phantoms in Rebirth Sect—five A-tiers, 15 B-tiers, and 30 C-tiers. It's all true!"

(Radian) “Well…we need the monsters…not because it was a toys that can be sold…but rather we need them for something else..”. Doll of Hatred, like Radian have said, it a lowly Tier 1 monsters, not really a threat to any mercenaries, Adventurer and definitely not to any of Aeternum soldiers. Like their name, Doll of Hatred is nothing more than a mere toys and dolls, it was just that they were made by a vengeful spirits monsters. Doll of Hatred was known to inhibits a numbers of forest areas in the Great Southern Wasteland.

“I like an Ace in my deck of cards. You are something special. I will keep you." “But you have to promise never to tell anyone what you know. Do we have a deal or not?" Seeing the excitement in its eyes, I was tempted to push my luck a little. “I will do it if you throw in a gadget," I said nervously. My fingers crossed. The doll's smile widened. It pulled out a heart shaped pink vile. “How about I give you a love portion?" it asked rhetorically. “With just one of these, you can turn three of your companions into your love slaves."

"I came back to visit my hometown, but I was ambushed along the way. On top of that, you had always said in your past life that after we got married, we would spend our honeymoon in Costa Solara. That's why I came back." Hearing this, I realized he had been reborn as well. Lucio studied my expression carefully before saying, "Have you been reborn as well? Otherwise, how could you have written Bella's name on the invitation back then?" I didn't answer him directly. Instead, I said coldly, "There is no need to dwell on the past. What's over is over. Take care of your health." As I turned to leave, Lucio called out after me, "What do you mean, 'no need to dwell on it'? After all this time, do y

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

I went on, "But Sophie, doesn't the waist of this dress seem a little tight? Looks like you've been eating well lately." I glanced pointedly at her lower abdomen. Her face stiffened. She instinctively covered her stomach, panic flickering in her eyes. My hand slid downward. My fingers hooked the edge of the gown's hem, where my initials—"CJ"—were embroidered. Since the heart of the man who gave this dress was already gone, the dress itself was indeed useless. With a sharp tug, I ripped off the expensive lace embroidered with my name. Sophie screamed and staggered back two steps, clutching her chest, tears brimming in her eyes.

"She raised Anthony so beautifully. You are lucky to have her as a mother-in-law." "I am," Valerie agreed. One of the other women leaned in slightly. "We were also saying, and this is a compliment so please take it as one, that your friend Ren has such a presence online. We follow her page. She has the most wonderful aesthetic. Very sophisticated. Very elevated." She smiled. "You two are quite different, aren't you?" "We are," Valerie said pleasantly.