That Time I Got Reincarnated Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Wow, Lissy, was that your family’s driver who dropped you off again? That was a Rolls-Royce.” I stood in the corner of the classroom, staring at everything in disbelief. Only then did I realize I had been reborn. “No, that was my dad,” Lisa Hale said with a small smile. “Not our driver.” The classroom erupted. “Oh my God, your dad is so good to you. He’s that busy and still drives you to school himself?” Lisa smiled and accepted their envy without correcting a word. But I knew she was lying. Every single word. The pain from my last life was still burned into me. I looked at her, and all I felt was hatred.

Sean's head snapped up. His eyes widened sharply. "How... how do you know that?" "Because I lived through it." I leaned back in my chair, my words as sharp as a blade. "Sean, I was reborn too. I figured out you had been reborn the moment you chose the Parkers first." The air inside the café seemed to freeze. Sean's mouth opened, but no sound came out. "You envied the way I was cherished. You envied the freedom I had to focus on writing.

He murmurs. "Once you get reincarnated, it is normal to have a new body and look. Actually... I was kinda jealous as a man because you got cuter in your new look. Therefore, you can have all the chicks, you don't want to? In addition, you had an advantage because you got reincarnated as a ten years old boy." Zenobios explained. "W-Wait on a second, did I died?" Tristan asked while looking at the sky with his right eyebrow up.

A feeble grin strained his lips and hot, brimming tears pricked at my eyes. “Dad,” I gasped, my grip around his hand tightening almost as if I could force all of my strength into him. “You’re awake. You’re here.” My voice trembled, reflecting an awkward half-relief and the absurd, crushing gravity of everything I’d labored to alter in this reincarnated life. I’d lost him — and Mom — three days after my eighteenth birthday in my previous life. But here he was, alive, breathing, because I’d reincarnated back from death to rewrite my destiny.

I yelled, and when I realized I would attract the attention of others, I lowered my voice to a whisper. 'Of course. The benevolent Moon goddess always gives an extra gift to every reincarnator.' Ria explained. "But I didn't reincarnate." I protested. I didn't feel like I had any powers at all. 'What difference is there? We traveled back in time and came back to life in a sense. A reincarnator also comes back to life, so what's the difference?' "Whatever... So you mean I have powers now?" I asked as I felt excitement surging through my veins.

However, this time, I had been bestowed with a second chance, a chance to rectify the past and restore balance. Stepping away from the bed, I approached the mirror, wherein my reflection peered back at me, bearing an unexpected transformation. Lengthened tresses cascaded, while my skin appeared resplendently smooth. A gasp of recognition escaped my lips. This look, I remembered it vividly! Thus, I had been reborn, one year following my death!

Timothy. He was still getting used to the body that he reincarnated in. A known as a serial killer. A hired assassin centuries ago. He was getting used to the body as it slowly turned into his original face. That’s how reincarnation in their family works. Slowly, the body will adapt to the soul and whatever the Soul looks like, will adapt by the body. The scar on his face was permanent and a lot of women were disgusted by it.

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."

The days have passed. Now, it was time to go home from the hospital. Getting out of a room filled with the smell of drugs is something that has been waiting for so long. Olivia is… no, not Olivia anymore. She has become a teenager again named Celine Saskara. Celine was tidying up some of the clothes that were stored in the small cupboard to the right of the gurney she was occupying. Actually, this is not allowed by them (the Celine family). They say,

asked the man. "Ah, yes, sorry." Tiara looked embarrassed at being looked at too closely like that by a man who was none other than Rail. He had been waiting for Ardina, now, she named is Tiara, to grow up. Unfortunately, Tiara lost her memory. And that is the process of reincarnation that every reborn soul has to go through. "I'm fine!" She dodged the pain in her ankle, standing as best she could. But the pain made her wince in pain.