Reincarnated As A Lotus Flower Novels & Stories

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.

Maybe the dead bodies I saw lying lifeless there were beginning to haunt me. I pressed myself deeper into the farthest corner of the bed, as if that would somehow make me invisible. But nothing could hide me from the images I carried. They followed me like shadows stitched to my skin. I couldn’t tell which was worse. The fact that my body was dumped like rotting meat among dozens of others or the fact that I don't know how I got myself into this ‘reborn’ thing. “Why me, moon goddess,” I muttered to myself in ire, that I could barely hear myself.

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

I gasped noting a small lotus flower that seemed to be new and was distinctively located on his clavicle and I smiled running my fingertips over it. "It looks new too." My brows turned up knowingly. "It is, my love. I got it two days ago." I hummed softly with a small tilt of my lips then craned my neck to meet his unforgivingly gorgeous brown eyes. "And it's my favorite so far," he kissed my forehead, "it's a symbol of enlightenment, self-regeneration and rebirth. But most importantly, purity." He smiled and I quirked a brow giggling as Nadei's hands tickled my hip.

I wanted it to stop. “So do you now understand?” The change was so sudden that I barely noticed. One minute we were watching Lance burning and the next we were now in the forest where we met The Moon Goddess. She looked at us with her Twilight eyes, the pain in them was undescribable. “I am sorry my children that I wasn’t there for you.” “It’s fine but we have questions. You reincarnated us so that we could have a second chance right?” The Moon Goddess nodded her head slowly. “Who brought back Delilah.” Carlin looked at me, I gave an apologetic look.

But as I looked closer, I realized that they were all filled with the same type of flower - the white lotus. I felt a sudden jolt of recognition, and my mind was flooded with memories from my past. I remembered a little girl who had given me a white lotus flower, and how it had made me feel special and loved. I had forgotten about that memory, but now it was coming back to me in vivid detail. As I touched the petals of the flower, I felt a sense of nostalgia wash over me. Why was this flower suddenly appearing in my life again? And what did it have to do with Sophia?

Rather, he thought that they were myths and old legends that some madmen had said. " The belief in reincarnation was based on the soul’s transferring from one body to another earthly body in order for this soul to appear, and reach the point of nirvana, meaning dissolving into the universal soul. Then man saves himself from spinning in the cycle of succession of generations and roles, and what accompanies them from the various and different experiences that man suffers that increase his awareness. And do not leave him in the stages of his life, until he reaches perfection and understands the higher realities, and purifies himself from the vices and evils of this world, and becomes worthy to

Owen replied and the two guys quickly look at him with curious eyes "But, it will be a little bit difficult" he add immediately not to put their hopes high "I don't care about how difficult it could be, just tell me the solution" Douglas beckons "Well is not that difficult, it can be possible if we find what we need. There is a black lotus that grows once in a century, it is so powerful and can do anything, like bringing a dead person back to life and many other things. It is rare to find and only one of it grows in a century"

“Do you think that she’s unworthy of the Crystal Lotus?” The Crystal Lotus was a rare flower that could only be bloomed by a pure person who wasn’t swayed by the desires of flesh while still indulging in pleasure. London was the perfect host for it because even if the streamer did not know it, she was an asexual lady who did not naturally get turned on. However, her body was very good at receiving pleasure after the nourishment from the tentacle milk, making her the perfect breeding ground for this special flower.

The spreading black pigment on her skin receded and black smoke was oozing from the cut on his cheek. The smoke that came out gathered and coagulated into a black lotus flower. The flower zipped and disappeared before everyone's sight, "got you," everyone heard from within the jungle. Verra soon emerged with the Lotus trapped inside a mana glass bottle covered in runes. The lotus was inside, changing from solid to gas form while attempting to break out of the jar. "What is it?" Delphine asked.