I Was Reincarnated

Lumiére Colton, a 120-year-old vampire, is the High Lord responsible for ensuring the continuation of the vampire race by producing an heir. However, he is not ready to be bound to any one person and refuses to choose a wife. He meets Raven Blackwell, a human with a rare ability to see and touch him and is immune to his powers. Raven's scent reminds him of his long-deceased lover, complicating his feelings towards her. Despite his attempts to avoid her, fate continues to bring them together as they become embroiled in a dangerous plot involving vampire politics. As Lumiére discovers that Raven is a night Watcher, the same species that hunts vampires down, and also the reincarnation of his past lover, he begins to remember vivid memories that have been wiped from his mind. To fulfill his duty to the vampire race, Lumiére must also marry a first-class born vampire to create a pure-blood heir. As he grapples with the conflicting demands of his heart and his duty, Lumiére must navigate treacherous waters to protect his people and find true love.

I woke up to the morning sun shining dimly into my room, directly into my face. The feeling of a rough hand resting lightly on my stomach, I turn over and my eyes widen with shock. How the hell did my Chief end up in my bed? What did I do last night? I tried my hardest to remember what all went down at the mandatory command picnic… I remember going out to a bar outside of base. I remember dancing, after running into a friend from my previous command, that left a year after I got there, because she got transferred to a new command. I remember her buying me shots, to celebrate our reunion and working together again. But then everything went blank….

Two years ago, as a graduate of Werewolf Medical School, I volunteered to go to the most remote and poorest pack, as it had always been my dream to help werewolf patients in need. I heard from my teacher that the werewolves in the Rogue Pack were the poorest and that their living conditions were the worst. Most of the werewolves there were old and weak, so I volunteered to go to that pack as soon as I graduated. After I arrived, I helped them build an infirmary and even set up a blood station. Every year, I led them in voluntary blood donations. But one time—right after I had taken a short break following a blood donation—they turned on me. They slandered me, calling me a selfish and heartless healer. Worse still, they accused me of faking illness, claiming I was lying comfortably in bed while patients were dying—refusing to lift a finger to save them. Not only that, they stormed into the infirmary, seized all my herbs and equipment, and completely trashed the place I had built for them with my own hands. Recalling the days I had spent day and night healing them—only to see my infirmary destroyed and my dream shattered—I let out a bitter smile. I picked up the phone and called the dean of my home pack. "I'm ready to return," I said. "I want to serve the patients in our own pack." Then, without a trace of regret, I left that place behind. However, after I gave up, the whole pack regretted it and begged me to return.

I was the stand-in who looked most like my husband's first love. He put me through countless plastic surgeries, both major and minor ones, until I became her exact likeness. But then, she came back from the dead. All it took was her saying, "I don't like anyone looking like me," and he sent me right back to the operating table once more. I begged him, telling him that my body couldn't handle it anymore. Alas, he only looked at me with irritation. "Seeing that cheap imitation of her face just disgusts me," he sneered. "No matter how close you come, you'll never be her." In the end, I died on that operating table. Yet, he went mad, trying desperately to recall what I once looked like.

In order to protect my father, I was tortured for ten hours, but my father was busy celebrating his adopted daughter’s eighteenth birthday. With my dying breath, I called my father and said, “Dad, it’s my birthday today. Could you wish me a happy birthday?” “You crazy monster! You got your mother killed in order to celebrate your birthday! How could you still ask me to celebrate your birthday? You should just die!” With that said, he hung up. The next day, my corpse was placed in different flower pots and put in front of a police station. My father was in charge of inspecting my corpse, and he could immediately tell that the murderer did this for revenge. What they did to me was cruel and made a mockery of the police’s authority. But he did not manage to tell that the deceased was the daughter he hated.

Tyler died tragically in her first life. A worthless human wife horribly abused by her human husband no matter how hard she tried for him. She hoped her days to get better, only to meet the worst fate a married woman could ever imagine. Her life was lost, but she was given a second chance. She was back as a seventeen-year-old Tyler, before she had done the bad choices that had sent her to a life so miserable. Then she met him...

Ravi Alfred Wilbur.... An alpha but neglected. He dies but is given a second chance by fate. Will he still be the same person they abused or does he have other plans? A mixture of a werewolf alpha and a warlock. He will be a force they can't reckon with. If you are choosing sides, choose wisely... A story of second chances, love and revenge.

"Marry me. I would rather spend one lifetime with you – than face all the ages of this world without you," said a green-eyed, six-year-old boy before her. "Liam, why do you want to marry me?" Scarlett asked the young boy. "I want someone to be there for me," Liam answered. "To put me to bed, bring me to school, and someone to play with when daddy is away. I want someone to make me and my daddy smile. I want someone to love me and love my daddy, too.” The boy sighed and added, "I want my daddy to be happy too.” Liam gazed up at Scarlett and asked, "Miss Scarlett, will you give me a brother and a sister too?” "Wait. Wait. It sounded more to me like… you want me to marry your daddy," Scarlett said, bemused. The boy's eyes sparkled. He replied, "Why, Miss Scarlett, I like your proposal. I'll go tell Daddy.” Scarlett, “???” *** Scarlett Barnes was abandoned by her parents and shamed by her childhood friend and lover. Being labeled as the bitter ex, she yearned for her well-deserved revenge. What better way to have it than to be in the arms of another man, one that genuinely loved her? Her future love life and happiness were supposed to be her vengeance, but after a year, her surprise marriage proposal came from a six-year-old boy. Was this her chance at happiness? Scarlett soon found out that the boy's father was a smoking hot billionaire heir to the Wright Diamond Corporation in Braeton City, Kaleb Wright. Just when she thought the boy had won her heart, will she… fall for his daddy too? *** Book 5 of the Wright Family Series. This story can be read as a standalone. Search Author_LiLhyz on IG & FB.

She, Keira Hell Jane Delfox, who loves trouble and flirting, died and suddenly woke up in an unfamiliar place and saw unfamiliar faces. Keira suddenly became Ace Alex Glacies, the known gay prince of Ice Kingdom. A dream come true, she said. But, will it last eternity? As the former Ace was being bullied at their school that teaches magic, will Keira be able to forgive them? Or not? Does Keice--- pronounced as Kiss--- a lady with boyish and a bit demonic personality, be accepted? Will they finally love the current Ace who was Keira inside? ~ This is work of fiction. Warning: You may encounter Typographical and Grammatical errors. This story is not perdect.

Amanda Jackson, the daughter of a rich tycoon finds herself in hot soup on the day that is supposed to be her engagement day. She is happy because her childhood sweetheart and lover will be back and she thinks they will live happily ever after. Little did she know the schemes and traps waiting for her to fall into. But God gives her another chance as she reincarnate and swear to make those who made her suffer pay.....