Heavenly Demon Reborn Novels & Stories

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.

Cruella said out loud and China's eyes widened. “How dare you?!” She yelled but Cruella didn't flinch or even show any sign of being intimidated. If it was then, she would've been trembling but not anymore. That weak and useless girl is dead. She died in that fire and this reborn Cruella won't take shit from anyone. “If I were you, I would break up with her. She doesn't deserve the title of Luna. Even a weak Gamma could do a better job.” Cruella said and for a split second, she saw his lips move to the side before returning to its normal position. He almost smiled.

A ) Man B ) Dragon C ) Demon D ) Angel "Poor demon, the days you have lived are gone!" "Tricks of hell have fallen out of your ribbon, you have been casted from thy throne of glory, what next awaits you in uncreation." Long lost dreams, but the visions of hell lie not, what is seen in the depths of the world remains still, even at death, let it be known ...." Who narrated these words in the first chapter of Time Is Reborn? A ) The narrator B ) Eira

It was said that Satan imparted all his knowledge to Belzebub, from combat skills to the acts that epitomized true evil on Earth. The schism between Belzebub and his brothers began when news arrived that he had been attacked by a group of Reincarnates – a special breed of humans who were reborn, often given a second chance to right the wrongs of their past lives or to fulfill a specific purpose on Earth. Despite not being as formidable as Transcendants like Elijah and Moses, Reincarnates were a demon's worst nightmare. The severity of the attack stemmed from the fact that Samson, the mightiest man to have ever lived, led the assault. The Reincarnates succeeded in destroying Belzebub's host b

Anyway, this idiot was the one who turned me into a demon after failing my wish and latched onto me and I guess we became friends. “Goodness gracious you look like a grumbling little elf on Santa’s factory. Too busy to get laid?” “Damn right. I’m too lonely to be functioning.” I said, turning my attention back to my paper works. “How are things back in underworld?” “Eh, peachy. Just a bit blurry about heir’s thingy.” The demon drawled out and crossed his legs. “Beelzebub is looking for you. Again. He’s saying how you should be on the council’s meeting along with the higher demons since you’re the reincarnation of Crocell.”

The strongest magical power in their clan was so vulnerable. In the blink of an eye, the huge Heaven Demon Dharma was destroyed. The Second Heavenly Demon returned to his previous appearance, but he looked no longer young. After losing a lot of vitality, he became old. His grey hair was sparse, his body was hunched, and he gasped violently. His face was full of wrinkles like dried orange peel. His body was swaying as if he could not stand still. "Go to hell!" The Devil Saber in Ding Hao's left hand shook.

The holy radiance descended and swiftly enveloped Rebella and the female powerhouses of the Timaeus Sect. Looking at the scene, Thea sat in a lotus position on a rotating white sacred lotus among the crowd behind Rebella. It rose gently into the air, and she extended an orchid-shaped finger, radiating a holy light. “Thea, you’ve actually comprehended the Genesis Heavenly Path Power. Yet, you use it to help the demon from the Dark World. You’ve gone against all that is right.” Trapped in the holy light, Rebella shouted in anger.

“I will find you.” I looked up at the moon, its light cutting through the clouds like a blade. “You hear me, Damon?” I whispered into the night. “You can take his body, hide him in shadows, drown the bond in your filth, but you can’t keep him from me. Not again.” Because if there was one thing Damon had forgotten, it was that I wasn’t the same woman he killed in the last life. I was reborn. And this time, I wasn’t his victim. I was his reckoning.

The vault went black. A tear in the world yawned open above the ritual circle. Heat rushed in first; dry, hungry, sulfurous. Then a voice, low and mocking, like coal scraped against bone. "You summoned me. Now pay your debt, little firebird." The demon’s form coalesced from smoke and embers, eyes glowing like twin furnaces. Horns curled like obsidian crowns atop his brow. Muscles rippled beneath ash-coated skin as he stepped from the rift.

He wasn’t just speaking metaphorically. He knows the past life. The way he said again wasn’t hypothetical. He knew. He remembered me dying.. My hands trembled as I stared at him. “You… you know?” I whispered. He froze. His eyes widened slightly. For a moment, he looked like someone who had been exposed, stripped of every secret. The wind howled between us. The ocean crashed below. The world felt unreal. “I…” he swallowed hard. My voice shook. “You’re also reborn, aren’t you?”