Reincarnated As Napoleon Novels & Stories

His eyes have long closed down, his body turning cold as his warm blood soaked into my clothes and painted by skin. 'He's dead, Kathrine. Stop it.' My wolf purred in pain, dragging me out of a madness' spell. The pain of our mate dying weighed on my chest. But more than that I was delighted because like Israel Babbiani there was no greedy mate alive to take advantage of my helplessness. No asshole could threaten me now. I was free and reincarnated as a person I had always wanted to be— confident and brave. I was the writer of my own fate now. So would Beverly be.

I scrolled to read and in minutes, the article was gone. Grandma's behind the disappearance of the article. I smirked and dialed a number. “It's me. An article just came out and it's disappeared, republish it but redirect the IP address overseas so it doesn't disappear again. I want it done in an hour.” I disconnected the line and tugged the phone back in my pocket. Jason walked in with the items and handed them over to Nate. He lit the sage on fire and placed it in a plate, placing it in such a way that the smoke from the sage was directly towards Kara.

On the third day after giving birth to my pup, my Alpha mate, Lucien, had his nursemaid, Lisa, make me a bowl of soup. But when I woke up, my pup, the moonstone necklace that symbolized my status as Luna, and the letters Lucien had sent me were all gone. I dragged my bloodied body to Moonshadow Pack, only to be thrown out. "Luna has already returned with the pup. Get lost, you bum! "Do you think you can bully Luna just because Alpha has lost his memory? Not a chance!" I ended up freezing to death in the wilderness. After I died, my soul watched as Lisa became the revered Luna, while my own son spent thirty years showing filial devotion to the shewolf who had murdered his mother. When

I demanded, my voice shaking. Lucien was the one who answered. He reached out and touched my face with cold fingers, his expression painfully tender. "You died as Selene. Betrayed and murdered by your mates. But souls like yours don't stay dead. A thousand years later, you were reborn. Different body, different name, but the same magic. The same soul. And in that life, you were mine." The room spun. "That's not possible. I don't remember any life except this one and fragments of Selene's."

“has never reincarnated before. For her to say she is your wolf, it means her soul has reincarnated in you for the very first time. Do you understand what that means?” Stephanie’s head jerked up, her brows furrowed in confusion. “What does it mean?” she asked cautiously, her voice quieter now. “It means,” Seraphina continued, her words laced with a mixture of reverence and urgency, “that you were born for greatness. You were born to save this realm from the impending war that is coming. A war that will wipe out the supernatural realm if it is not stopped. And you, Stephanie, are the only one who can stop it.”

“Hazel, do not pretend this is about principle. You simply refuse to yield.” “And if I refuse?” I asked. He leaned closer, lowering his voice, as though offering me a secret kindness rather than an insult. “In your last life, you wanted nothing more than to bear my child. You never did. If you agree to my terms now, I will grant you what you failed to have before—a child of your own.” For a split second, the world seemed to tilt. Had he been reborn as well? The certainty in his eyes confirmed it. He knew I had once loved him enough to bleed for him.

The people I saved were now the ones holding the scythe. For exactly 1.8 seconds, the Queen of Rebirth simply vaporized. The ice around my soul didn't just crack; it shattered into a freezing slurry of betrayal. I saw Marek’s hand fisting a high-frequency blade, his muscles twitching under the Apostles’ override. He was in pain. I could feel it through the link—the sensation of a soul being rewritten like a corrupted file. I birthed a King to give them freedom, and they’re using that freedom to build a ladder to his throat.

It is indeed too early to tell her, I'm the same Rina, she has known all her life but I have changed so much, I mean, for the better. After I died that fateful night, I was resurrected by the breath of life. The king himself gave it to me and now I've become a new person. Those bruises and scars are gone; both my eyes, hair color, everything about me has changed for the better. Yes, I reincarnated! Alpha Asher took me to the neighborhood pack and kept me in secret until I finally got myself and today, I will become his lawful wedded Luna. Please don't call me a man thief, he asked me to marry him and of course, I said yes!

"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.

“It’s because you haven’t reciprocated his love for you. The second you fall head first, they’ll summon you. I’m here to stop that from happening.” Today could not get any crazier than it already was. I was reincarnated. I was reborn. In my previous life, I fell in love with a god. I fell in love with Aspro. Was it possible that I’d fall in love with him and face the same fate all over again? “How? Will you kill me?” He pinched my cheek as if I was a six year old. “Of course not. I have other means of keeping you from falling in love with my brother.”