The Killer Of The Reincarnated Novels & Stories

"The curse won't let me. Not anymore... I might fall into a coma again, but I won't die." "Or maybe it will kill you so that you can be reincarnated so that it can start all over again." Gáta retorted. "Look., As I said, I don't need to talk in riddles with you. I haven't been able to identify whether you’ve been reincarnated several times or whether you are a supernatural creature."

I just laid on the sofa in the library while Alex and Adriana walked around, looking through rows upon rows of books. Something just didn't sit right with me but I was yet to find out what it was. Adriana walked to the sofa I was lying on, book in hand and sat beside me before she began to read out loud. 'Reincarnation is a process signifying the reappearance and rebirth of a person. Though it happens sometimes, this process is not common. Usually when it happens, the incarnate has a mission to fulfill. Though doubted, the incarnate rarely has memories of his previous life. It is sometimes said that the incarnate will keep being born, dying and coming back, consistently repeating the process

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.

Ravi said and at that, Hari frowned. "So you mean you have been with others?" Hari asked and for the first time, he felt jealous. "Jealous now, are we?" Ravi teased and that made Hari frown even more. "Sorry, sorry. I'm just joking. Let me ask you Hari, I reincarnated in Ravi's body, do you think I have slept with anyone before? In the memories I showed you of our last life, you saw how I hated people and they in turn hated me. You were the only one who didn't fear me.

Kalta cursed, annoyed that Adonis always seemed to be coming back more powerful than the last. He could not understand why the kid would not just die and allow him to reign in peace. "I am not a bastard. I am Adonis, son of the great Lord of Death, Adonis. I am the reincarnation of my father and your true lord and master." Adonis answered him as he began to squeeze his hands at Kalta, squeezing and crushing his body. "You would never be able to be able to attain being a lord. Death agents do not feel or fall in love. Those who do are easily killed, take your father as an example." Kalta yelled out in pain as his bones were crushed and his organs mashed up together.

I scrunched my face, trying to hold back my tears as I reminisced of all the things that I have done, as Sakamaki Yuu and as Lancelot Ral Constance. Just right after I reincarnated, I have been running around settling problems that the former Lancelot started. I did say that I want to live my life as I wanted, but seeing the servants and the people, in addition to my fussy attitude, I couldn’t just left them continue living like that.

" She grinned with a swag. Belerick made no expression and walked out, leaving her no room to utter nonsense. ” He is acting weird. How come he is behaving like a gentleman when he was the one who left me alone there? Bipolar Idiot!" Don't know why, Kiara felt so light and happy. There had no hesitation inside. There had been no thought that she would return to her old life after doing something with the owner of this body. However, one word played well, there had no reason for her to return after she died. Nobody returns after death. And, she accepted, she was the Kiara now. Who would have to clean her mess? She was the owner and she would decide what she wants to be happy.

I thought that the womanizer was the only one who would face the death he deserved, but I was so unfortunate to receive the uncanny smirk of the woman. I really should have left this place instead of interrupting these two in their almost lovemaking session. Pointing her gun at me, she demanded, “Get out of the car, you slut.” I did not want to reveal to these lowly humans that I was an immortal so I raised my hands just like what the womanizer did. But it was more than infuriating to let this woman say and do anything as she pleased.

And somehow, she had returned. Panic rose, but it didn’t last. Fear had no place here anymore. Trevon had thought he could end her, but the universe had other plans. She was alive, and this second chance came with a promise: this time, she would control her destiny. Stepping onto the streets, the city seemed to recognize her rebirth. Everything smelled sharper, brighter, more dangerous. Faces had changed, but the rhythm of the city hadn’t skipped a beat. And somewhere in the chaos, she would find her revenge—and maybe, a new kind of love.