Reincarnation Books Fiction Novels & Stories

To evaluate this beauty, she can only use one word "excellent" It didn't seem too bad, with this lively face, compared to her previous stiff appearance, it was truly a new land. Scarlet is very satisfied with her current body, but… Has she been reincarnated? Reincarnated in her previous life? Scarlet's head ached, and a large number of strange memories rushed into her mind, each image running through her head like a movie.

Now tell me what do you want] "Just a few skill. 1st Appraisall. 2nd Creation Magic but i can only create non living thing. 3rd Elemental Magic. 4th Auto Dismantle only work when i touch a dead body except human and lastly an Inventory." Hearing the thing i want her eyes bulged up, she was shocked by my choosen skill. She then said. [Those skill.. It can't be counted as cheat you know?[ I think it depend how we use it. So do you approve it" [Ok then, i approve. Sign up] With a smile i then sign the contract. And then there a light engulfing me. [Contract of Reincarnation. By the name of me, Goddess that govern life and death. I approve thy:

With a happy smile on her face, she began browsing through several novels she used to love and finally picked one up. “Wow, it feels like going back to the time when I first started writing stories,” Ayleen said, recalling those fond memories. Ayleen read the back cover of one of the books and held it as if it were a treasure she cherished dearly. As she was engrossed in examining the book, which was still wrapped in plastic, she heard someone say from behind her, “Want to buy that book?” The book Ayleen was holding immediately slipped from her hands, making a sound that wasn’t too loud but was enough to make several customers in the bookstore turn to look at her.

I lived it. I flipped frantically to the center of the book to find this prophecy, but my fingers hit a sharp, jagged edge. The page had been ripped out. It was a clean, intentional cut. On the tiny sliver of paper left in the binding, I could just barely make out a few words in a dark, ink-stained script: “...the human mate would be the only one to stop the reincarnation of The Myth.” My blood ran cold. Why would a "fiction" book be censored so violently?

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.

I still can't wrap my head around how she looks and talks like my Anna, I never thought such would be possible, although I once heard a story of something similar that happened to a werewolf who lost his mate but I never thought it was real or that it would ever happen to me. Staring at the embarrassed blush on her rosy cheeks brought back so many locked-up memories, so many painfully sweet memories, memories I never thought I would ever get to relive again. It's a bittersweet feeling because I don't know if she's truly my reincarnated Anna if at all that bullshit is real. I don't want to hurt her and hurt myself with such hopes but I also can't see myself calling everything bluff and never

In my past life, because I was sick, I was stuck in the house almost literally every day. I only went out for fresh air, or for doctor appointments, or something more serious. So all I did was read. I read so much, and I loved that. It was my only way of escaping the terrible hand that I had been dealt by life. It was the only way I could live another life, far away from my problems and pain. “Would you happen to know where I could find books on reincarnation?” I asked the maid, and her face reddened. She looked embarrassed. “I’m sorry but I don’t. I really wish I did though, She apologized. “But I could get you help from one of the other helpers. That sounds good?”

I cried as blood gushed out from my mouth in return with the spear being dragged out from me too. I held onto the reincarnation coin, hoping that its magic would help me this time. "No!" I heard Aiden's voice screaming. Before hearing a fight happening around me. I turned to see the royal rogues fall dead as my sight began to darken, with my body being raised from the ground, nothing hurts more than knowing that I couldn't even give my child a taste of this world. "May the power of the reincarnation coin, grant you a second life." I heard Aiden's voice say to me.

Kisa walked over and stared at it. There was a very old red wine on the countertop. There was a rack with two wine glasses beside the wine bottle. And, there were some handcrafted decorations and books on the counter. She looked at the books and found out that they were just collections of essays. She could not find anything odd after going through them. However, she thought that two of the books looked a little familiar. She could vaguely remember her mother reading books like those. Kisa put the books back in place and opened the drawer.

We had both been born here, so unless either of us had fake memories or reincarnation was a thing, I couldn’t see how that was possible. Rem let out another hum of thought before he looked back down to me, his hand finding the back of my head and softly stroking it, almost affectionately. I hadn’t quite explained the story Elder Roz had told me, but Rem could get the basic idea from my thoughts. After a moment he said, “reincarnation doesn’t happen too often, and usually depends on the God or spirits involved, but it does and has happened before. Maybe that’s why this is all familiar, or maybe not. I know we’ll be fine, it’s just unsettling a little.”