Novel & Cerita Reincarnation The Divine Doctor

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins

Now, he is finally sold after being put up for sale in less than 5 minutes. What tragedy will he be encountering in the future? Can he go back to being a human on Earth? He doesn't want to be a little pitiful kitten anymore. The life of being a kitten in this world doesn't sound good. "What are you thinking? I know you are conscious, your face is scrunching up every second. Just lie back down and receive this injection. This will nurse you back to health." Caden's ears perked and he cannot help but open up his eyes.

In the end, Lancelot will be thrown away by Avery and will be murdered by the crown prince’s assassins. Heck, I’m even one of those mob character that are going to die after a month here, what am I gonna do? I heaved a long sigh. The heavens probably despise me or something, with them reincarnating me in this world just to experience death. I might have an idea why the divinity dislikes me, but... Is being an antisocial really irks the heaven? Are there something wrong with their mind? This is unfair. “Master?”

“The night you took the company from me, you didn’t just take my empire. You took my role.” “What role?” He lifted a hand. The chamber walls lit up, dozens of ghostly images appearing at once. Variations of Olivia. Olivia in different clothes, different timelines, different expressions. Some alive. Some dying. Some screaming. “Your role,” Ethan said, “is to repeat. Reinvent. Reincarnate.” Olivia stared. “You don’t mean reincarnation as in rebirth,” she said. “You mean,” “Corporate reincarnation,” Ethan said. “Spiritual reincarnation. Strategic reincarnation. Every version of you dies. Every version of you rises. You don’t escape the empire. You become the empire. Forever.”

It was as if Brunhilda casted a spell on her but Angela found herself worrying about others things instead and only remembered Lothar when she saw someone that looked like him So on the night she was supposed to escape, she spent it lying on her back and staring at the white ceiling in the room that was dimly lit with a candle and questioning her existence. From Marylee the daughter of a Beta to a woman that was rejected, framed and killed by her mate and his beloved, to a woman that reincarnated in the body of another; an omega. Then that omega was also framed and turned out to be the mate of the alpha king. Now she is in a place where she is supposed to feel like a stranger yet she felt li

There are so many 'what if's that my brain is about to explode from all the thinking. "Alison....Alison..." Julia whispers to me. I was back from the forest of reminiscing and got startled when the teacher got close. "Mind sharing what's on your mind, Ms. Alison?" Ms. Lovie asked. 'Oh, that would be wonderful. You see Ms. Lovie the thing is I am reincarnated and was back for revenge. But I'm having problems since you're nagging and I can't think of strategies to get back at the people who killed me.' Of course, that was all in my head. But I ranted as if I was talking to her. I sighed.

Zelia lightly tap the Emperor's cheek making him glance at her, "Is something hurting you? Should I call the physician right now?" She shook her head, "No need for the physician, my body just need to adjust..." She stopped from talking when she realize something. 'What the hell is going on? Why is this body acting just like my original body? This feeling of adjustment and weird feeling for this body... This body is mine! I would know right away because I'm the owner of this body... did I really got reincarnated? But I really did die back then when I accidentally pull the trigger of the gun, so how? What's happening? Why am I here? This is not heaven or hell... where am I? Did I teleport or w

Under her gaze, which seemed to be judging his very existence, Doctor Hopkins felt an incomprehensible sense of crisis. “W- What are you trying to say?” He was flustered a bit, however, he tried to keep his calm all the while. He was not going to go down in front of her…it could be anyone else but not Sherry. “I said you are right,” Sherry shrugged with a matter-of-fact smile on her face. “Right about how I am not the old Sherry…” she dropped the bomb on him. “I am a new version.” Extending her arm outwards, she smiled as she confidently let out the truth. “I died and I was reborn.”

“The people who died today get to start over again in another life.” “You believe in reincarnation?” “Science proves it. We’re made of energy and energy doesn’t die.” She blinked. He inhaled her beautiful scent and wanted to suck on her skin, squeeze those nipples, and lick the wet folds between her thighs. But this wasn’t what she needed. It would be temporary medicine and him taking advantage of her while her mind was scattered. “What were you going to say?” She leaned in closer to him. Those nipples hardened and poked through her shirt. It could’ve been because of the cold temperature, but he knew she was turned on. Tragedy did that to people.

Looking at my wristwatch, I answered reluctantly, as if never wanting to go the next day as scheduled. “Alright, I will try to get there tomorrow. I’m with friends right now, I’ll call you back again. Okay, bye.” I hung up after the phone call and went back inside to resume singing, as it was my turn. Thus, after a long night spent wasting ourselves, I went over to pick up something I had left at the reception. Just as I was in a hurry, a shining bright light surrounded me that shone on the surface. It was incredible how it managed to get closer to me in the blink of an eye, after which I cannot remember what happened in that one incident. Now in the present, I am lying down on the stretcher