My Blasted Reincarnated Life Novels & Stories

I felt my body go ice cold. I had become the old man’s plaything. He said that if he was not poor, he would not have purchased me who had already given birth. He told me to give birth to a daughter so he would have someone to fool around with when she got older. I was drenched in cold sweat. I knew that if he did not die, my life would be a living hell. My fingernails that used to flip musical scores were all broken.

"You... You know..." "Of course, I do." I stood up and looked down at her. "The Life-Drain System, right? Possess a cat, latch onto someone, and drain their life to extend your own." Josy broke down completely. She began slamming her head against the cage bars, over and over, the iron rattling with each impact. "How could you know? How could you possibly know?" "Because I was reborn too," I said softly. "In my last life, you drained every drop of life I had. You left me to wither and die in my sickbed, and you killed my child."

I know where I'm at when I open my eyes. Death is already waiting for me, a wary look in his eyes. "Oh good. You're back to normal." he says relieved, and I'm confused before I remembered that I tried to dance with him. "Yeah, I wanted to apologize for that. I think that had something to do with the fact that the wolf that bit me is addicted to Fae fruit." I explained, and Death nodded. "Yeah, I figured. Mason's lifeline is a mess. It's coming undone slowly but quickly. If I didn't know better, he's dead but that addiction is making his corpse walk around in the living." Death replied.

She already has a tree that she was going to use as the center of the array. After checking everything out she finally came up with a name and decided to name her sect Triumph sect and she saw herself as a victor. She was someone who cheated death a lot of times, even when she was poisoned to death she was given a second chance in life and got reincarnated in another person’s body.

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."

"You're dead. Well, literally. You died in a car accident once, and then reincarnated as Kara Rey in this life. Very interesting. Took us a long time to find you. We're so glad you survived...not really, but you know, the more there is of you to use!" Blag! The door hinges were giving way. "You can come with me peacefully, or be torn limb from limb by that lot on the other side. Either way, we'll still have use for you." What was this madman saying? Kara thought. She didn't willingly try to reincarnate into a new person. It was a life that was given to her. Would she die again? Another gruesome death to add to her list? Blag! The door clattered to the ground, and the mindless puppets attacke

A feeble grin strained his lips and hot, brimming tears pricked at my eyes. “Dad,” I gasped, my grip around his hand tightening almost as if I could force all of my strength into him. “You’re awake. You’re here.” My voice trembled, reflecting an awkward half-relief and the absurd, crushing gravity of everything I’d labored to alter in this reincarnated life. I’d lost him — and Mom — three days after my eighteenth birthday in my previous life. But here he was, alive, breathing, because I’d reincarnated back from death to rewrite my destiny.

SOFIA Sometimes I think I offended a witch in my past life, and I was cursed to reincarnate over and over again just to suffer, over and over again. I’ve been bullied for not being able to shift, been treated like shit by my community, my parents sold me off because they didn’t know what else to do with me, I’m married to one of my bullies, and his exes have hexed me, and now I’m looking left and right, vigilant, wondering what demonic thing they’ve cooked up from this hex.

"Mommy, you're my mommy. I heard Dad and Mom say it, you're my mommy. I never want to be separated from you again." Kisa's heart pounded as she trembled, tenderly caressing his head. It seemed that Blake was the child who had supposedly 'died' years ago. In reality, he had not died; Jensen had been raising him all along. Blake revealed that Andrew and Ada were with Davian, and he had willingly returned to his foster father's side.

The clan servants in charge of him were astonished by his intelligence and hard work, but no one suspected his condition as someone who has reincarnated, all the servants thought he was a clever child who lacked love and eventually he was buried in the world of his books to avoid feeling lonely. Even though he had some fragments of memories, they couldn't influence Golden to the point of becoming his previous life's extension like famous people with memories of their past lives that appeared on the books Golden had read. Golden was only Golden, he couldn't be considered a dead man in the body of a kid, so even if Golden was more mature and hardworking than other kids, he was still a kid, and