Jobless Reincarnation Lilia Novels & Stories

Lilian winked furitively at him and the four Kaisen men pulled a long face at once . Chelsea however blinked stupidly at the happening , ex- excuse me what was happening ? Where are the tears? the drama? the screaming ? Did she got reincarnated in some alternate dimension ? Why was Lilian so different from the past? Author's note: please support my other book ' Mia Caedis and the tales of Infinitum nightmare ' .Thank you ♡

He didn't say anything about the tree. " Is it possible that True Luna, Selena is coming back to life? Or we are going to have another Luna." " Don't talk nonsense. True Luna appears every thousand years. Mom was true Luna who died accidentally. So there will be no more Luna." Belerick handed the phone and decided not to think about it. But what if it's true? What if he has to find her and marry her? He didn't want to face the same thing every day. It was a curse for him.

Every tear, every scream, every moment of darkness from her past life flowed into Shaina’s mind. When the link finally broke, Shaina gasped sharply. Her face turned deathly pale. She dropped back onto the bed, breathing hard, eyes wide with horror, grief, and disbelief. “We… we died…” Shaina whispered, voice shaking. “By Matthias’ hands… Oh by the goddess…” Tears poured down her cheeks as heavy sobs broke from her chest. Liliana looked at her with firm, steady eyes. “Mommy… what I showed you was my last life. I am reborn. This is my second chance.”

Lilian woke up the other day feeling tired as she absorb the unfamiliar memories. So her soul transmigrated in another world. This body’s name is Lian and she was bought to be a shared wife of Montenegro brothers. She died when she escaped last night because she slipped and bumped her head on some hard rock. But something’s wrong. The memory that she inherit only started at the slave market. Where is her memory before that?

She had no idea of the direction she took and her throat was becoming dry. Suddenly, a thought came to her mind, she turned back at the trail she had walked through and decided to find her way back to Mama Gunad's tunnel, back to her kingdom and she would apologize to her father for being the prodigal daughter that she is. With a full heart, Lilia turned around, and suddenly, she let out a loud cry as she fell into a deep long pit filled with nothing but stones. Lilia's eyes flicker around in panic as she gets up, she looks up but sees nothing, just darkness.

POV: Lila (primary), Saela (return without retreat), Kehra (unspoken ledger), Maximus (the still blade), Elora (inkless cartography), Vathil (rootform echo) Lila I was kneeling when I awoke, not in bed. Somewhere between sleep and offering. My back pressed to the old stone near the basin, my hands open, both palms dusted in pollen though no tree had bloomed overnight. For a moment, I didn’t remember placing myself here.

The realization hit me like a tidal wave—my true identity was Nadia, and the memories that resurfaced were a tapestry woven with love, betrayal, and tragedy. I remembered the joy of carrying Lucian's child, the anticipation of motherhood. The bitter taste of betrayal when Lyra schemed against me, poisoning not only my body but also the trust between friends. The pain of losing everything in the blink of an eye as I succumbed to a poison meant for another. Tears welled up in my eyes, each drop carrying the weight of a lifetime of heartache. Vance, sensing my turmoil, urged the others to give us a moment. He extended a comforting embrace, but as he pulled me close, a reflexive flinch escaped m

That ancient artifact spoken of in myth, said to alter destinies and raise the dead… Did it truly hold such unimaginable power? Her eyes drifted to her tightly clenched fingers. And then— A sudden, piercing thought cut through her heart like a blade. She, Alia, was revived through the Grail fragment, awakened in Livia’s body. And it was after that night that Livia had fallen into a coma. Was there… a price? A trade? An unavoidable exchange? Perhaps it was her resurrection—that unholy miracle—that pulled Livia into the abyss of sleep. The realization struck her like ice.

“The Goddess has granted us another life, but I fear we will start this journey only to have everything play out the same.” I froze, taken aback. She had not spoken since awakening to my second life, except for the present moment. "They won’t," I vowed, not just to her but to myself. Then, Sheena retreated once again, going back into silence. But that was okay. At least I could tell she had been born again with me this time. This time, things had to be different, and I was going to make sure of it. I would get the loan that Jay owed me back. His life.