Incarnate Series Novels & Stories

Sethlzaar would face the incarnate when the time came and as it had been over a millennium ago, Ayla would bear witness to their contact. Dimma, however, would be an unwilling casualty to this war. It would have been better for her to have died at the hands of her people than to witness what was to come. Over the centuries the incarnate had come to be known by many names, and though Sethlzaar would face a being he would know as Arnun. To Valerik the man would always be the Incarnate. The being would always be fear. “What is wrong, Father?” Valerik’s gaze refocused on Dimma, and when he spoke, his words came out dry. “I am so sorry, daughter.”

I hold onto a bookshelf, my head spinning. "It's a lot to take in," Alice says. "I know." I wipe my brow with the back of my hand. Did I really just accept that I'm a non-human? I laugh, but the sound is hollow. How could I be so stupid? Alice touches my shoulder. "It's okay. I know it's a lot, but you'll get used to it." I'm not sure I want to. "There are more than werewolves, though," she adds. "There are witches, and vampires, and succubi—"

“What do you want to say that Dad doesn’t agree with?” “It is about Caspian Jyn,” Jasper didn’t hesitate to say. He faced me and looked straight into my eyes. “It is about his real identity and his involvement with the man who tried to kill you.” I frowned. “What do you mean? What does that have to do with Jyn’s identity?” “Asper…” Miracle took a deep breath. ”JFCC is not the major source of income for Jyn. It was only their front to hide the illegal transactions that his group has.”

she intones, “the true heart waits.” I’m the Convergence—bridge or ruin—and as the second relic’s pulse floods the wastes, Cassia’s fragile life, Taryn’s sacrifice, Renn’s redemption, and Maddox’s vengeance collide. The blade demands my heart, a new enemy rises, and with the Veil fracturing, I face a war I may not survive.

After the reincarnation, I always felt like I had lost some parts of my memory. However, Kelly's insulting words indirectly brought back my memories. In my past life, after my daughter and I were locked up in the house, I had begged Justin desperately. I reminded him we were his wife and child and asked him how he could bear to treat us in such a way. However, Justin retorted, "My wife and child? It's still yet to be determined if she's my daughter."

“Ricky, this is Valheiter, my spirit animal, a galaxy dragon. This is his human body. His original body is too big for the world to contain, so he stays in space.” Noel explained, before motioning Ricky and Valheiter to sit on the sofa. “Alright, let’s skip the greetings and proceed to the contract.” “Contract?” Ricky raised an eyebrow. “Yes, a spirit animal contract. After I go, I will leave Valheiter to accompany you. He will teach you about things, and when the time comes, he will bring you back to Ishtiya’.” “I see...” Ricky nodded understandingly. “Alright then.” Noel clapped his hands like some kind of teacher and told the both of them to shake their hands. “For the contract to be made

They were going to do things right for once. Krystal was happy as she ate her dinner back at the villa. To think that she had gotten that strong in just a week made her excited. According to the cultivation book Immortal mortal she needed some spirit stones or pills to aid her in her cultivation and since she couldn’t find any stones at the moment she needed to go with the pills. The only way to get the pills was to upgrade the system. Something that she was going to do once she was done with exams.

“And you have someone from the Oswyn bloodline?” Evarius pauses for a second and then says, “I know someone.” “Aren’t they the same ingredients as for the incarnation ritual?” Tasha had expected Evarius to be shocked or at least surprised, but instead, he laughs. “There is no such thing.” “What?” Tasha has no idea what he is talking about. “There is no such thing as the incarnation ritual.” “Of course there is! Carl wants to perform it, and other werewolves before him have wanted to perform it. Who is to say you are not working with him?”

Light surged upward. Runes flared fully for the first time in centuries. Plot Thirteen awakened. “You will work here,” Inferno said to me. “With Seraphine. With Eldric. You will recreate the bloodcraft.” Fear tried to rise. And failed. “I will,” I said. Not because I was unafraid. Because I was chosen. Far off, a bird chirped sharp and alert. And somewhere beyond the Haven’s borders, something old felt the awakening and turned its gaze toward Lake Tahoe. The war had not begun. But the foundation had.

Carl's voice was calm. The infernal spirit looked bewildered: "Reincarnate? I never wanted to reincarnate! I only want to follow Master and rebuild the Nether Realm! When that time comes, all mortals above, no matter who they are—even cultivators—will have to bow to us as emperors!" After hearing this, Carl still gave him a response, casually uttering three words: "Not interested." The infernal spirit froze in place, as did the entire Ghost City.