Reincarnate Novels & Stories

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

Liam teased, joining us. “Are you sure you're not reincarnated?” He asked further, probing his chest playfully. “What is reincapacinated?” He asked curiously. “It's a way someone comes back to life after dying. And it's called reincarnation.” Liam answered with a chuckle.

Amelia gazed at the Reincarnation Token before her, her fingertips trembling slightly as she slowly reached out her hand. The moment her soul's fingertips touched the Reincarnation Token, a gentle spiritual energy surged into her soul essence, merging seamlessly with her own aura, without the slightest rejection. She held the Reincarnation Token firmly in her palm. Its cool touch calmed her chaotic mind, and her once dim eyes instantly became clear and sharp. The spiritual light around her grew steady and resolute again, with no trace of her earlier panic.

Harriet coughed up a soft chuckle, giving a confident laugh at the demon that eased a few of Phuture's nerves. "I can tell ya been worried baby." Harriet spoke softly to Phuture, she continued. "The key is confidence... .be confident in your strength, brains, finesse, and elegance. You're a natural rather inside your true vessel, reincarnated, or transmigrated. You are a piece of God... allow me to show you how."

Just darkness. And then I woke up. Not to smoke or ashes, but to silk sheets and candlelight. My body was whole. My breath steady. When I raised my hands, they were smaller, unscarred, untouched by fire. A mirror stood across the room, and the face staring back at me was mine… yet younger. Softer. Alive. I looked fifteen again I had been given another chance. And this time, I would not burn alone.

She lifted one and held it in her palm, the flame flickering without burning her. “You’ve lived before, Evelynn,” she said. “The fire doesn’t find the new. It finds the lost. The ones who’ve burned in another life.” Evelynn’s breath caught. “Reincarnation?” “Something like that,” the woman murmured. “The fire runs in cycles. And in you, it burns again.” She offered Evelynn the flame. “Touch it. And see.” Aiden stepped forward. “You don’t have to—” But Evelynn was already reaching.

My eyes snapped open. My breathing was uneven, chest rising and falling rapidly. This wasn’t a dream. This was a past life. My hands trembled as I stared at the pendant again. I had died. And I was here again. Reborn. In the same world. With the same people. With Aurelia still alive. A slow, dangerous smile curved my lips. “So that’s how it is,” I muttered. Fate gave me another chance. Not to repeat mistakes. Not to watch from the sidelines.

He had learned a lot in the space of a few breaths. He knew, just like Anna and Peter that their father had a unique skill. This was the skill called Perpetual Rebirth. This skill allowed the user to be reborn in the body of another, no matter how madly mutilated they were before they died. The downside was that you couldn’t personally select what body you would inherit. So you could end up as an old man, or as a newborn. It was even possible to find yourself back in the womb! Luckily it was quite picky too. Perpetual rebirth only picked targets with great strength and impressive talent. So even if you ended up in the body of an old man, it will be an old man with a great amount of talent. T

He told them. Everyone’s eyes widened and they gulped down their saliva, feeling their hearts clenched tight inside their chests. “’Give up… reincarnating…’” they muttered under their breaths as a bead of sweat trickled down their face. Reyan stared at them. Reincarnating is living a new life after some time. To be able to give up this life… What is Yan thinking? He thought and frowned as he looked at Yan who was standing behind Gie. Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind as he looked at the two. It is only now that he has noticed.

He opens his eyes into the game where he is a piece to His chessboard and company as turning back does not exist anymore, now that he accepted and throws everything into the game of life and death. “To protect and be the holder they expect me to be and where I needed to be. This path is the only way to fulfill that promise, right?” Somewhat brainwash, yet is still holding that desire as the only driving force of his life right now. To the seems like an endless dark tunnel that he walks with. He finally comes out as he finds himself into the room and the world of his plan. “Death Reincarnate.” He whispers, naming the world and the book where the lies, darkness,