Reincarnation Novels Novels & Stories

The goddess of light stroked Nia's cheek. "What do you mean it's just the four of us!?" shouted Nia with a face so angry. "Ahh, yes, as an apology, I will try to find your men. Go now!" The goddess of light returned to her throne. "Watch you!" Nia shouted with her body starting to fade and disappear. ____ Several hundred years later "Welcome blah blah blah.. In essence he reincarnated Nay and Noe into this world. Note: the author is also impatient with the people :" I want to punch them right away but later I can immediately run out of ideas.

“‌Going back one hundred and fifty years. Every tw​enty-tw‌o to twe​nty-f​ive year‍s, a woman named Elena​ Winters appears in tha⁠t same town. Lives one full lifetime. Di⁠e​s.‌ T​h​en appears aga‌in.” “That’s impossi​ble.” My voice came‌ o‍ut too hi⁠gh. “People can’‌t⁠ just… that does‍n’t happen.” “It does,” Caelan said. “⁠Reincarnation with full⁠ memory intact.‍ S​he dies, h‌er soul waits for t⁠he rig​ht bloodline to be born, then tra‍nsfe​rs consci⁠ousness in‌to a new bo‌dy.”

He was almost unrecognizable. The once proud and upright heir was now gaunt, his clothes disheveled, his eyes filled with nothing but obsession and madness. He stared at me without blinking. For a moment, I saw the reflection of myself from another life, helpless, waiting for death on a sickbed. The wheel of fate had turned, revealing itself in this twisted way. Riven shifted slightly, stepping half a pace in front of me, and asked in a low voice, “Do you want me to handle this?”

The pretty face staring back at me was not mine. I almost crawled out of my skin. It was at that moment the memories began to come. Stacy walked out of my room after poisoning me, a young lady taking wheezy breaths on her bed, which were her last. The dress I had on was what she was wearing. It all made sense to me now, I had reincarnated in another's body. And not only do I have to deal with that, I have been sold off to Gizmo. Could my life get any better?

The young man, wearing a black shirt over a black T-shirt, had white earbuds in his ears, creating a striking contrast. It was him again. Sea Finley. She silently repeated the name of the young man who, in the future, would become the main character in her novel. Why am I running into him again? Isn’t this happening too often? Ayleen wondered. Without realizing it, she hadn’t taken her eyes off the tall man and had been staring at him for several seconds without blinking. The man Ayleen was staring at, his brow furrowed, suddenly looked back at her and furrowed his brow.

Hello Everyone! Thanks for reading, 'Reincarnated As The Alpha's Mate' to the end. I might decide on writing a part two of it, so you can find out more about baby's curse. A new book is out already, 'Fated To The Mafia Alpha.' Check it out and leave reviews, and also drop gems if you have any. Keep reading! You can also check out my other book, 'The Cold Hearted Prince And His Maid.' I'm honestly happy I had you read my first werewolf novel. Hope you guys enjoyed it! Don't forget to rate and drop gems for this novel. Thank you!

I apologize that this book is really short with less than 30k words in all. I plan to edit it at some point and make it better. I figured that a really long Horror book might be less interesting and would just seem drawn out. I've not read a lot of them but I watch horror movies so I wrote this like I would picture an Horror movie. I appreciate all those who stuck with me and read Reincarnation regardless. Thank you all. After saying this, I would love and appreciate your feedbacks and things to watch out for when I do edit the book. It would be really helpful and appreciated. Bonus scene ideas too would be great. Thanks once again.

Caitlin dove into the book, scanning through, turning the pages as fast as she could, looking for any mention of vampires, of how to heal or cure one, how to bring one back to normal life. As she began to read, she suddenly slowed down. She went back and read it again. Then again. Her heart started beating with hope. She could tell right away that this book was very different than the others. This, of all the books, felt the most real to her, the most scholarly, the most impartial. It wasn’t filled with hyperbole and myth and wild stories told by grandmothers. This one was written, paradoxically, by a bishop, in the 16th century. Also a doctor, he had seen dozens of inexplicable cases of cor

I gaze my whole body at the royal human mirror and spin my body around. What the fuck! What is this cloth? It looks like from ancient time in China! I don't remember wearing this before I d-die.... What the hell... Did I died but got reincarnated right away, but where.... Oh my! Is it in the novel of One thousand Years or Beautiful maniquin or Mi amoré.... I know, okay... I like that way... No twist, no killing... Just intimate moments and Funny moments.... As I continue spinning my body around but still complaining in my mind as what novel did I reincarnated with... A woman figure dash in my room, holding a tray full of medicine....