Reincarnation Novels & Stories

She asked. "Of course you are…. But when that happened, the spirits were kind enough to give each and every one of us a chance to be reborn again into the real world. That is, when you become pregnant. What I'm trying to explain here to you, you're our reincarnation and soul holder. But as soon as you give birth to us, you won't be our reincarnation anymore, but rather, your children will. And don't worry, if we're reborn as your children, we won't get our previous memories. That's the deal the spirits made with us".

It was very ticklish, I couldn’t suppress my giggle. “Well. First off I would want to know if anybody in our past lives got reincarnated too,” I said while jumping over a fallen log. “But what is there? We loved each other in our past lives and have been finding each other. We should do that again.” I was merely speculating, there had to be more to this story, especially when you considered Elias and what he had done to the both of us. Also more mysterious was how this reincarnation cycle had started. I had never heard of such feats of magic.

Shoran said. “Do you think that I will ever feel that way? That Ramos will become just a faded memory?” Adara asked. “That’s what imprinting does, Adara. It shows you the path and it takes all your pain away. You emerge as a new person, you emerge as a wolf, because you can’t fully imprint while you’re still human, they go hand in hand. Even tonight when you shift for the first time, you’ll start to feel it. You’ll feel stronger and wiser, the past won’t matter as much as the future. When you finally imprint, it’s the most amazing feeling in the world. That’s why we call it your resurrection.”

“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?”

She quickly grabbed it, like there would be the answer to all her questions. And it was there. Katherine was looking at the date on the screen. It was the 14th of April, which meant it was the day before her whole life went downhill, leading to a painful death in the river's waters, the one she loved so much in her childhood. ~ We travelled in time?~ It sounded so stupid. She couldn't believe she was actually considering it. ~ I think we were reborn. The moon Goddess brought us back to life, offering us a second chance. ~ Lucy said quietly.

He was even more intrigued when he learned that I could ride, something I knew his son and grandson didn't do because of their fear of horses. Of course, I rode like his father, according to him, and I was beginning to think that Sal may have regressed into some psychotic drama in which I was his long-gone father returned. Ah yes, reincarnazione. He did use that word the first time we met. It's time to play up that angle to my advantage.

Leo could tell this hadn’t been discussed between them beforehand. “It is technically very simple,” Nocturne began his explanation. “When someone dies here, I or one of my servants collects their soul, the soul goes to the judgement hall to be judged. Their memories are scanned through and their soul’s fate is decided. The evil go to hell to be tortured and the innocent go to paradise with Celeste. After one year in hell or paradise, their soul goes into the reincarnation cycle. The soul’s memories are wiped in the process.” “So everyone here has technically lived a different life before?” Leo whispered

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.

“A cycle of death and reincarnation?” Adrian nodded. “It says you’ve been through this before. Many times, actually. You’re the guardian, Annalise. You’ve been reborn over and over, only to be killed again before you can fully realize your power. Each time, the balance between the realms is disrupted. If you don’t stop it this time, it’ll keep happening. The prophecy suggests there’s a special ritual that can restore your full powers.”

Echoes of my footsteps bounced off stone, and I moved to the center table where tomes lay open, runes etched on covers pulsing soft. I unrolled the first scroll delicate, parchment crackling under fingers as faded ink revealed tales of past lives, detailing cycles of love and death between Ophelia and Darius, names changing but faces the same—mine and Isabella's. Battles raged in illustrations, blood inked red, curses scrawled in ancient script confirming the loop. One passage hit hard: "To shatter the eternal bind, one soul must perish eternal, breaking the reincarnation wheel."