Reincarnated For Revenge Novels & Stories

You're making your plans obvious enough for us to see! Wendy fell to the ground and spat out blood. What little color she regained was lost, and she nearly blacked out again. The bodyguard snickered and dragged her into a room. I wanted to stop her, but Annabelle swung her bag with full force, slamming me to the floor. Furious, she roared, "So that's what happened! Both of you lied to me in my past life!" My heart jumped. The truth was out. Like me, Annabelle was reborn. No wonder she was so sure that I was lying, even before I could ask for her help back then.

But I never saw the bitterness brewing beneath it all. It wasn’t until the day I died that the truth hit me. The fire tore through my skin, but all I could feel was the burning need for revenge. A vengeance so deep, it threatened to consume everything in its path. I wasn’t just given a second chance to make things right with Sebastian. I was given a second chance to destroy those who destroyed me. I was reborn through flames. And I will lay waste to them all. I lay down again, but I couldn't sleep.

my anger boiling over. What was it that I saw in his eyes—pity? I couldn't bear the thought of losing anyone; my family meant everything to me. "You better not touch my family, or I swear I'll kill you," I warned him, ready to transform. But he countered, "You can't kill someone who is already dead, Drew. Can't you see? It's you speaking to yourself." I paused, processing his words. "You programmed me to remind you of what the witch foretold—that you wouldn't remember your past lives because your wife would grant you the gift of reincarnation. Now, I am here to fulfill that purpose, Drew, as I always have. Remember who we are and what transpired centuries ago," and with that, memories surged

Luna, who had been cleaning the stairs, Karen, who had been talking incessantly, and Drew, who had been frantically signaling Karen with his eyes, were all struck silent. "Who do you think is the real head of this household? If you're unwilling to perform the part you're paid for, then feel free to pack your things and move out of here." I used to be too nice to the household staff at home, which led them to take advantage of me when I was gravely ill in my past life. It was only after I had been reborn that I realized that there would always be people who would take advantage of you—no matter how kind you were to them.

I could see the gears turning in his mind, as if he was calculating the next move, trying to figure out how he fit into this puzzle of revenge I was laying out. He took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing slightly. “So, since you’ve made up your mind about this revenge thing,” he said, his voice calm, but I could sense the weight behind his words. “Do you have a plan to accomplish it, or are we flying blind here?” I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “I have a plan… sort of,” I admitted, biting my lip. “Before I was reborn, the Moon Goddess told me a few things. She gave me some guidance, a path to follow.”

I scrunched my face, trying to hold back my tears as I reminisced of all the things that I have done, as Sakamaki Yuu and as Lancelot Ral Constance. Just right after I reincarnated, I have been running around settling problems that the former Lancelot started. I did say that I want to live my life as I wanted, but seeing the servants and the people, in addition to my fussy attitude, I couldn’t just left them continue living like that.

“I began to surround myself with myself because the only people who love and believe in me are me. “ “I realised that I was stronger than I ever thought I could be. I was kind, I was loving, and I was worthy of being loved in return.” “My mind flashed to one more thing, getting reborn by the moon goddess isn’t just giving me a second chance.” “I was reborn so I can have my revenge on the people who made my life a living hell.” “And now!!!, I will be starting the revenge with you.” I thundered in rage. “And the revenge starts by giving you a painful and anguish death.”

I looked down at her and laughed. " Let me tell you a secret, Scarlett. There was a time when I died in your hands and you managed to get everything you wanted." " W-What?" She murmured in disbelief. " You were laughing at my dying self. Only difference is I was reincarnated to take my revenge." Her grip on my ankles tightens as she shouted," Don't fucking create stories on y..." " It's not a story. The difference is you can never get everything I've. Do you know why?" I asked, smacking off her hands from my feet.

The world tilted, the trees swaying as if the ground itself were rejecting me. Catastrophe hammered through my thoughts. Weeks of planning, of plotting my revenge, gone in a breath. I was biologically tethered to a death sentence I couldn’t bargain my way out of. I was being deleted from my own life, for the second time. But I was not ready to give up, the new me refused to be defeated again.”