Tanaka Family Reincarnates Novels & Stories

Xavier himself was a ghost. I opened my laptop and pulled up the G****e alerts I’d set for Morana’s name eighteen months ago. Before the gala and the marriage. Before any of this had a shape I could explain to anyone including myself. Forty seven new results since yesterday morning. I read all of them. The CEO announcement coverage first. Seven major publications running variations of the same story. Morana Mortaine reclaims Mortaine Patent. The prodigal heiress returns. The pharmaceutical industry’s most unexpected comeback.

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."

The door slammed shut behind them, and the room fell silent once more. The debt papers vanished from the table, replaced by two flutes of champagne. I gestured, and the soldiers, disguised as thugs, respectfully backed away. Any sign of my earlier vulnerability was gone, replaced by an icy resolve. "Keep the plan moving," I commanded. The soldier nodded, took the family ring I handed him, and crushed the chip that monitored vital signs. The message–[Tania is dead]--would soon echo through the family ranks. The casino manager toasted me with a knowing smile.

"Nadia, which one do you like? I've already trained them all for you. I lost my parents when I was young, and Grandpa raised me all by himself. All these years, he only had one wish: to see our family grow and thrive. My high-fertility genes made me the perfect candidate to make that happen. So, Grandpa brought in seven jacked jocks to get close to me. Athletes had the best stamina, especially when it came to that sort of thing, and these seven were handpicked from the best of the best. Every single one was a total animal, perfect for breeding. In my past life, I thought the same thing. Back then, I chose my favorite among them: Kyle Grant, the oldest. However, after the wedding, he showed h

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.

My body is as light as a feather as I went on my way and danced in front of everyone and the royal family. The King and the townsfolk applauded after we danced for them. I could also see the prince from afar. However, I couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity as well. He has golden hair and deep blue eyes, certainly fitting a royal member and a common protagonist of cliche novels I've read. "Haaa...this is making me crazy. I'm really one of that reincarnated characters into some kind of isekai genre"

“Then send a letter to him asking for his audience. We will be meeting him anyways to settle some things, so might as well do so when we meet.” “Understood.” Taylor nodded. *** Suna’s POV (I suddenly noticed that the name of the merchant, Suna Raikan, and the protagonist for Reincarnated as A Dragon (RAAD), Suna Mikiya, is almost the same XD. Me and my naming sense @_@. Anyways, check out on that story also!!) “Wow.” I commented short. In front of me, was a slightly crumpled newspaper, indicating that it has been circulated around many times before it reached me.

My eyes snapped open. My breathing was uneven, chest rising and falling rapidly. This wasn’t a dream. This was a past life. My hands trembled as I stared at the pendant again. I had died. And I was here again. Reborn. In the same world. With the same people. With Aurelia still alive. A slow, dangerous smile curved my lips. “So that’s how it is,” I muttered. Fate gave me another chance. Not to repeat mistakes. Not to watch from the sidelines.

Then I saw it. Tanaka Enterprises listed as a previous employer for three of them. All hired within the past year. All reporting directly to different departments. "Get me everything on these three," I said, highlighting the names. "Employment history, financial records, everything." Hiroshi hesitated. "Sir, one of those names is..." "Is who?" "Kenji Tanaka's nephew. Kaito Tanaka." Of course. Kenji hadn't just threatened my father's company. He'd infiltrated it.

"I am your father’s elder brother, Anika. The senior council member the family name forgot to mention when they went public thirty years ago. And I am here on behalf of the to collect the default interest on the 1996 freight agreements." I froze, my fingers tightening against the charcoal wool of my skirt as a sweet rush of pure adrenaline skipped down my spine. The ghost of my family wasn't just a video file or a dead node. The real player had just walked straight into my kingdom, and he had the same bloodline running through his veins.