Reincarnation Real Novels & Stories

Amanda said. "If you are fine, okay then. You can say whatever it is." "Do you believe in reincarnation?" Amanda started. "Reincarnation?" "Yes." "Like someone dies and their soul find their way to the living world again?" Richard asked. "Yes, something of the sort." "I think I have heard of it but I have never seen or heard of someone who has actually reincarnated."

I promised, but an unexplainable feeling lingered, indicating that keeping that promise could be more difficult than I thought. "Okay then, it's already late; we should go to sleep, and I will see you tomorrow, young lady," she said, kissing me again on my forehead. Dad was the first to leave the room, and I was ready to follow him after turning off the TV when I came to a halt, holding my head. "Do you believe in reincarnation?" "No, I don't believe in that," Kian replied. "I believe in reincarnation, but they say there's no guarantee that you'll be reincarnated as a human being again; you might become an animal. If you were to become an animal, what would you select?"

I said. “According to the reincarnation theory, souls have a path to follow in order to return to God. So they come back to life with a to-do list to move forward down that path. If you check all the boxes before dying, you’re fine. If you do more than you were expected to, you get dharma, or good karma, and your next life is gonna be easier. If you don’t, the boxes you didn’t check are added to the list for your next life, making it harder. That’s karma.”

After the reincarnation, I always felt like I had lost some parts of my memory. However, Kelly's insulting words indirectly brought back my memories. In my past life, after my daughter and I were locked up in the house, I had begged Justin desperately. I reminded him we were his wife and child and asked him how he could bear to treat us in such a way. However, Justin retorted, "My wife and child? It's still yet to be determined if she's my daughter."

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.”

Charity said, “Do you know what I was thinking in my last moments before death? I was wondering why God was so unfair. I was dissatisfied, and I brought that with me as I woke up in this body. Perhaps you think it’s great that I’m alive. But am I really alive?” Charity pointed at her heart. “This is not my body, and I can’t even carry on with my life using my name. I still have to hide the truth, or people will see me as an alien. If reincarnation is real, I’m considered reborn into a new life. Charity in the previous life is dead. If you think I’m still alive, you can fish my dead body out from the sea or take it from a fish’s mouth. However, I’m afraid I’ve become the fish’s poop.”

They all laughed. “Actually, it’s not that It’s not that impossible that reincarnation exists between current politicians and past rulers,” Dr. Semkiw interjected. “It is natural to ask why the same people rise to major governmental roles across successive lifetimes. As I explained in my book, Origin of the Soul and the Purpose of Reincarnation, when we were created as souls, we were endowed by God with specific attributes. Artists reincarnate as artists, musicians come back as musicians and politicians reincarnate as politicians and world leaders. As politicians incarnate over many lifetimes, they hone their skills so that in subsequent incarnations, they become more successful.”

Jonathan, i think I did something very bad and mischievous in my preceding life, to have him as brother. Yeh, I Believe in reincarnation. From the process of water cycle, air cycle and even food cycle I concluded that our God must be a recycling God, he's a practical and economic one. Logical conclusion, he surely made a life or soul cycle, he don't create new souls every fucking day. While I was philosophizing on the origin of life my dear father was calling his friends that new about my situation, to tell them I'm cure and operational. He even improvise a last minute ceremony to celebrate my recovery. That's what I fell on when I went to greet my parents home. Thank God I managed to escape

Fortunately, the wound had disappeared. "Grandpa, what just happened?" Arya Santanu turned to the old man. "Most likely you are the incarnation of the prince Nuswapala who died in the cave. Incarnation is different from reincarnation. Incarnation is the complete process of rebirth. This is where the soul from the past comes back to life in a new body, in a new opportunity and can decide which body it wants to be in. If my guess is correct, then the prophecy that has been predicted for a hundred years will come true." The old man was worried. "What do you mean, what prophecy, and who am I?" Arya Santanu was confused.

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not