Jobless Reincarnation Elf Novels & Stories

The ghouls are still roaming around, trying to find a victim. They could not go outside to call for a doctor for the declaration of Delorah's death. The procedure will be done when the morning comes. On the other hand, Delorah's soul has already separated from her flesh. She can see her cold body, pale and her lips have already turned blue. Memories are flooding her mind as a soul. Ah...this is my nth time that I reincarnated. Why is it I always die? Her soul can remember her memories of her past rebirths. She's been from different worlds and times. She learned a lot of things but she always dies. It's like she's fated to die and live countless times. It is not in her memory why this is happ

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."

She whispered to her reflection: “If they want me… they’re not ready for what happens next.” Because Sheraphina wasn’t the same fragile girl she’d been before rebirth. She had survived death once. She wouldn’t bow to the shadows now.

He was even more intrigued when he learned that I could ride, something I knew his son and grandson didn't do because of their fear of horses. Of course, I rode like his father, according to him, and I was beginning to think that Sal may have regressed into some psychotic drama in which I was his long-gone father returned. Ah yes, reincarnazione. He did use that word the first time we met. It's time to play up that angle to my advantage.

On the third day after giving birth to my pup, my Alpha mate, Lucien, had his nursemaid, Lisa, make me a bowl of soup. But when I woke up, my pup, the moonstone necklace that symbolized my status as Luna, and the letters Lucien had sent me were all gone. I dragged my bloodied body to Moonshadow Pack, only to be thrown out. "Luna has already returned with the pup. Get lost, you bum! "Do you think you can bully Luna just because Alpha has lost his memory? Not a chance!" I ended up freezing to death in the wilderness. After I died, my soul watched as Lisa became the revered Luna, while my own son spent thirty years showing filial devotion to the shewolf who had murdered his mother. When

After the SAT results come out, the girl everyone knows as the school's scholarship case throws a lavish graduation party. That same night, I get a text alert saying my credit card has been maxed out. I go to confront her, but she's already in my boyfriend's arms, sobbing like she's the victim. "Just because I'm on financial aid, I'm not allowed to throw a party?" My boyfriend rushes to comfort her and turns on me instead. "Your family's loaded anyway. Spending a little on Lacey isn't going to kill you." Sure, my family has money, but I'm not a saint, and I don't see why I should be footing her bills. I refuse to back down. I call the police to make her pay me back, but my boyfriend re

I placed my hands in my lap, adjusting my dress to make sure it didn't slide up, as I was conscious that he might steal a glance of my panties. "I am a humanoid elf, which means—more like how werewolves are half humans and half wolves. I am half-elf and half-human. Unlike regular elves, I don't carve weapons either. My mixed heritage gives me a unique job. I don't have a surname, and we don't live with our families. Whenever a humanoid elf is born, we are sent to the groupies, where we grow up and learn everything. I also need years to live, so I buy them," he shared, his words filled with a sense of happiness and openness as he spoke to me.

His restraint held firm, letting space breathe between us. “I remember waking up on that private jet,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “The first day of this second life. I was terrified. I thought rebirth was my punishment - a chance to relive the pain so I could finally escape it. I planned everything. The contract. The revenge. The quiet exit with my freedom secured.” Another step forward, then. Still holding his gaze without looking away. “But maybe… maybe it wasn’t punishment. Maybe it was a second chance to find something real. Not just survival. Not just revenge. But this.”

I nodded at him while scrunching my face in mock disgust. “What about the company issue? I can find the person who started the rumor.” He walked toward me and handed me a big brown envelope. “Don't bother, shadow’s already on it.” Shadow like his name, has been working for me behind the shadows. I saved him and his only family, his grandma some years ago and when he decided to repay me by being my shadow. On the nation's database, he's a soldier who died in action but in reality, he's alive. Asides from myself and his dead grandmother, no one knows his real name of how he looks.

Beside their leather lounge seat stood an encrypted biometric terminal, its sleek screen displaying their real-time capital ledger and the secure network nodes of Vance Enterprise. At the center of the raised stage, a masked auctioneer stepped behind a bulletproof glass pedestal. He pressed a silver button on his podium, and a heavy black velvet cloth slowly retracted to reveal a sleek obsidian drive sealed within a vacuum-isolated glass case. "Lot 07," the auctioneer announced, his amplified voice echoing through the hidden speakers in the stone ceiling. "The original master architecture and quantum prototype for the Sterling Thermal Engine. Bidding opens at twenty million dollars." Before