Novel & Cerita Jobless Reincarnation Zenith

The word echoed unpleasantly. “Chosen by what?” “By the world itself,” another council member said. “When balance tips too far, it corrects itself.” Drayan inhaled sharply. Malrik went completely still. “You are not a reincarnation,” the woman continued. “You are a continuation. The same soul, rewritten. Zenaida was the first iteration. You are the second.” My hands curled into fists. “So I don’t get a choice.” “You already made it,” she replied calmly. “When you married him again.”

Head Elder Vane stepped toward the edge of the execution dais, unrolling a long scroll in his withered hands. “Livia Hartwell.” Vane’s voice boomed. “Former Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. You stand accused of murdering Magnus Blackwood. You stand further accused of the theft of the Sacred Moon Relic, and high treason by conspiring with rogue wolves along the southern ridge.” His voice echoed across the square. A furious roar surged through the crowd. Men pounded their fists against their leather doublets while women spat onto the cobblestones. I lifted my head, tightening my jaw against the throbbing pain in my head. “I didn't poison Alpha Magnus.” I said. My voice was lower than Vane’s, but i

Let me destroy them both. My body hit the rocks. Pain. Darkness. But then... something else. A surge of power, ancient and wild, wrapping around my broken bones. Heat flooded through me, electric and alive. A voice whispered through the void, feminine and eternal: Your prayer is heard, daughter of the moon. You were never weak. You were never broken. You were dormant, waiting. Rise again. Awaken your true self. And take everything they tried to steal. Then everything went black...

I flinched at the sight of two other werewolves who walked out of the audience and stretched forth their hands. “After you—Luna” Thomas voiced, soothingly as I walked slowly and laid down on the rock. My eyes striking the designs of the ceiling and the chandelier which was hung up above. My heart raced as I saw Thom and Marcus bring out the hay and burnt them. All these happened while Jasper continue with his incantation. The smoke from the hay they burnt would go directly to the ceiling in a straight line and the spirit of the Luna would appear, but if it scatters along the line, and nothing appears or maybe an unknown face shows up from the smoke, then I’ll be screwed.

I muttered as the last strand of life left my body. ….. “The exact words were: Moon Goddess… whoever is listening, give me another chance. Please let me live differently. Let me protect her. Let me have my revenge,” I recounted to my wolf. “That's it,” she replied. “You specifically asked for three things, and the first was let me live differently. It is while living differently from how you did in your last life that you then get the chance to protect Lumina and get your revenge. Don't you think?” she said.

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not

These reincarnation are rare and not everyone believes it. When I finished explaining my stress, she let out a low whistle. “Wow, Christine, you’re juggling a lot. But this guy, Cade’s son… if he thinks he knows you, maybe he’s interested. Like, interested, interested in you. You could use that to your advantage, you know.” I frowned, my grip tightening on the phone. “Use it? What do you mean?”

After all, I had no dignity in our previous life. Since then, I had experienced death and had long since come to terms with reality. In my past life, I was obsessed with him and believed him to be the best. I was willing to die for him, but I ended up drowning alone, despite my selfless dedication. Now that I was reborn, I sought neither revenge nor love. I simply wanted to enjoy the rest of my life in peace. Thalyx still refused to let me be. He wanted me to love him and tolerate him loving someone else.

"Chase, this is your last chance to insult me. Once I make my comeback, I'll never let you stand anywhere near me again." In my previous life, I helped Evonne stage such a glorious comeback, yet she still found me disgusting and thought I was an insult to her. It was not just being anywhere near her, she didn't even give me a chance to exist. This time, without me, I would wait and see how she would ever rise again.