Reincarnated As Napoleon Novels & Stories

He looked like a fairytale prince, like the man I once trusted with my soul. Like he hadn’t ripped it out of my chest. My knees buckled, My father held me upright, whispering something I couldn’t hear over the pounding in my ears. And then everything began to make sense. The Moon Goddess answered me. She heard my prayer, she sent me back to take my revenge. I had just been reborn six years back, to my wedding day with Darren. To the very day I married the man who would kill me and his unborn child. To the moment I made the biggest mistake of my life.

By month twelve, I was devastating. “You could stay,” Silas said on the last day, his eyes drinking in my transformation. “Forget about them. Build a new life here with me.” I looked at my reflection—no longer Clara Wren, the fat, rejected failure. Now I was Liora Rivers, a goddess among mortals. My Hazel eyes sparkled with power, my body was perfection itself, and my smile could bring men to their knees. “No,” I said, turning away from the mirror. “I didn’t sacrifice my life to hide in the woods. I did it to make them remember what they threw away.”

"The First Queen didn't just fight them. It was a ritual." ​The realization hit me with the force of a physical blow. Astra wasn't just a spirit lending me power. She wasn't an ancestor. ​I was her. Reincarnated. ​And the god of the vampires was coming to finish the war we had started five millennia ago.

In this life, I didn't choose Jasper—so that hatchling would never exist. And yet, a selfish part of me still clung to a sliver of hope. Since both Rosalie and I were reincarnated, could my hatchling also come back to me? Charles patted my head. "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you. There's no rush for a hatchling. What matters most is your health!" … To help me recover, Charles offered to bring me to the sacred grounds of the zilant clan. The Sacred Valley was a dream-like place, filled with mountains of precious jewels that glimmered in colorful rays under the sunlight.

The Scarlet Fang Pack. Except… they weren’t alive. Nathaniel's growl echoed like thunder through the link. “No mercy. Not for the dead.” Puppets. Reanimated corpses of warriors we once knew, twisted by soul-binding. I recognized their faces—men and women I’d met at alliance meetings, warriors who’d fallen in the first uprising. They had not just been resurrected. They had been violated. Tears stung my eyes, but I did not falter.

Naples burned in the distance. Behind me, the empire rebuilt itself—one soldier, one oath, one scream at a time. I lit a cigar, inhaled the fire. “Ave Phoenix,” I whispered to the wind. Long live the reign. Long live the fire. Because the old kings are dead… …and I am the god that replaced them.

"Mom, I want to marry the vampire! I don't care about lots!" As I opened my eyes, I could still feel the pain of being bitten and torn apart. When I heard Sophie Anderson's spoiled voice, I quickly realized I had been reborn. But why did Sophie make a different choice this time? Sophie was adopted and a fake heiress. In my last life, she had immediately picked the werewolf with six-pack abs and handsome features. She even cried and begged to marry him.

“Ok, I know you are Selene, but I feel like it's best we act like strangers if we really want to scale through this.” “What do you mean?” She questioned immediately that I had dropped the last word. I understood she was still confused, and I was racking my head on how to put my words together to make more sense this time, but they weren't coming forth. “How do you know I am Selene with this face and body? I was reborn to be Alpha Kieran’s Luna, and everything about it all hasn't been my personality or who I was. Adapting here has been quite difficult, and to think that this same Alpha Kieran is responsible for my death before I was reborn makes me hate him even more, but…”

"It isn't something particularly circulated, even more so since he lost so horribly before dying. His son, the peaceful king, was a politician of renown, he completely changed the dry and clumsy political system of Lustburg, who at that time was still a fledgling kingdom who was surrounded by enemies. As for Venus, she developed many types of sweets such as ice cream, chocolate and so. This boosted incredibly our economy." Cold sweat gathered on Sol back. 'Were all the previous kings and queens originally from my world?' One or two times could be called a coincidence, but 9 times? That was pushing it. He shivered at the thought of his future son being in reality the reincarnation of some 40

“The Horsemen? Like in the legends? The Horsemen of the Apocalypse?!” Oh, Goddess! That exists? “Yes, every few millennia, we reincarnate as different supernatural creatures, coming into our true power when our human vessels reach the age of eighteen. It’s a cycle we’ve been bound to since the beginning,” he explains, his voice a mix of resignation and pride. I try to wrap my head around the enormity of what he’s saying. The form I saw… was Ruin’s true form; a Horseman. “So, you’re... immortal?”