Novel & Cerita Reincarnated Into Marvel Fanfiction

I followed her into despair, jumping to end it all. When my soul hovered above my lifeless body, I saw someone I never expected. It was Andrew. He came running toward my corpse, tears streaming down his face, begging the doctors to save me. But my head was nearly shattered, so how could they possibly bring me back? My soul screamed madly at him, wanting him to stay away from my body as the very sight of him disgusted me. If I could, I would have slapped him silly. But I was powerless. What I didn't expect, however, was to be reborn.

The same question--louder this time--gnawed at him; What if she is Ravenna, but reincarnated? Reincarnation is an old myth, he knew. But the resemblance was uncanny. So uncanny. What were the odds that she would be their second chance mate after many centuries of her death? The only downside was-- she was a werewolf. Could she perhaps harness the same powers Ravenna possessed? "Just so you know," Alycia said, "this conversation is not over. I'm only letting it slide for the meantime because I put myself into this mess." "You do not have to worry about all that."

Then helped move Celine's large bag to the long sofa located in the right corner of the room. "In a little while, we'll be home. Father is taking care of the hospital administration." Lucifer said, telling Celine. Celine just confirmed those words. She tilted his head upwards, staring at the plain white patterned roof of the room. "It's only been a few days, I've been longing to be Olivia. Oh my God, when will I return to my true body?" Too bad, those words were only spoken in Olivia's mind. She couldn't get another word out to tell the world that she wasn't Celine. She, Olivia. Yes, Olivia.

You know, before I leaped off that building, I felt like I had reached a dead-end… It was like there was no future ahead without him… only pain… Funnily enough, I realized just how stupid I was seconds before I landed on the ground! ‘I was such a moron…! Why did I have to degrade myself so much for that b*stard?! If reincarnation truly exists, then I hope that I’ll never fall for such scum again…! Either way, I’m just hoping to discharge as soon as possible so that I can travel around again. Who knows, I could find another young and handsome man to claim!’

“Oh, lovely girl, it’s more than possible. After all, you are Azazel’s fated soul mate.” He releases my arms but remains in front of me with a penetrating stare. “You see...” He continues to talk as he raises his hand and caresses his index finger down my cheek. “…what you’ve thought were dreams are actually memories of your past lives, and I’ve killed you in all of them. Of course, you have to be such a pest and reincarnate every few hundred years. It’s a bloody nuisance. And to add insult to injury, your new reincarnation is of a powerful Siren.” He finishes with an accusing glare.

The last time she checked is she's the one on top of him then now she's being under him! Why would God let me reborn to be this man's wife? I'm a badass CEO in my previous life but now I'm a mate of this tyrant and heartless Alpha? How could this happen!

Jaden asked, a bit confused. Rowena wondered how she was going to tell him. She didn't know how to do it or where to start from. "You are a wizard. I'm not sure, but I'm very sure you're ..um...reincarnated." She gave a pause, waiting for his reply. At first, Jaden looked shocked, but in a second he burst into a loud mocking laughter. "Reincarnated, you say?" It was really funny for him. He couldn't contain his laughter.

"So the slaves are having a revolt, tell me this isn't a civil war!" The men glanced at each other. "Well?" Phuture asked. "You fighting for slavery or not?!" The man answered. "This is The Civil War." Phuture rolled her eyes, she said. "Damn it... this is some bullshit!" My family... gone... and I'm stuck in some civil war alone with none of my family members. Reincarnated as a slave. What the hell is my purpose here? "How did you kill Celie?" Phuture asked. "What did you do to her?"

All of the bright colors were uneasy on the eyes, and they made my head hurt even more. Still, I went to the bed and closed my eyes, processing everything that was happening. One moment, my mom was telling me to die, and the next second, I felt like I actually did. However, instead of spawning in the afterlife, I was in my book—the one that had been the subject of my curses. Was the universe taking revenge on me for making the main characters suffer so much before they could achieve a happy ending? Or did my readers succeed in their black magic and successfully transform me to become the most cruel character in my story?

Then “No, I've finally gone insane.” Her gaze dropped to her hands. Thinner. Different. Not hers. [Previous identity: Kaira McCauley confirmed deceased.] [Current identity: Alina Crosswell.] Her heartbeat slammed against her chest. “…You’re telling me” she paused trying to grasp something “this must be a prank” [Soul transfer successful.] The system cuts in. The room felt colder. “I took over her body?” [Condition met: Simultaneous fatal incidents.]