Transmigrate Novels & Stories

In real life, transmigration is deemed as an impossible thing to do yet I ended up making the impossible became possible, after all. With that in her mind, Naomi fell quite. After contemplating for a while, she finally reached a conclusion. 'There's no harm in trying it so why not try to make sure?' She got back in position and imitated what that "female lead" had done. She drew out some of the spiritual energy that she have gathered earlier and used them to probe about the situation inside her body. "AH!" She jumped out of the bed. Lisa heard her scream and was jolted awake from her trance.

This is a matter of the company and my reputation. Since Alexander is engaged to that woman, there’s no need to dig into him anymore. I bet she is only here because my presence threatened her position. But I'm not that type of woman. I would rather stay in my lane than push her buttons. I have experienced enough jealousy from others. They even caused me my death. My past—if that was even my real past. Huh! I don’t know anymore. It’s so confusing. Surely, I think I died and transmigrated to Alexander’s world and then went back here. Then it has to be real.

In the end, all we could do was awkwardly admit defeat as Stella and Tanya sweet-talked and strong-armed us out of the bar and into the car. On the way back, I happened to catch a glimpse of an email on Mason's phone. It was an authorization cancellation notice. That was when I realized that he'd already quietly returned the chip license to Tanya. Almost at the same time, Mason noticed the transaction records on the account I'd taken back over and realized I'd funneled money into rebuilding Grant Group's broken cash flow. We stared at each other, shocked, then both let out sheepish laughs. We muttered under our breaths in unison, "You're spineless."

"Then I would have stolen you away. Marcella, we may have agreed to a trial marriage, but in my heart, it's always been you." I threw myself into his arms, crying. "Gio, I've fallen for you. What do I do now?" He held me tenderly. "Then stay with me forever." After that day, the Moretti family went bankrupt and were driven out of Monteverde. With every avenue he had cut off, Riccardo was forced to move to a small town to start a small business. Not long after, the cheap rental house he'd taken caught fire due to old wiring, leaving him homeless and eventually reduced to begging on the streets.

It was a period of transformation. Was all that loudness mere distractions? If a person wears his heart in his sleeves, then what does he hide beneath that chest? How can the silence be so mean and unforgiving? Does the refusal to speak simply means that there was nothing to be said anymore? In thirty days, a butterfly's life will be complete, coming out of the cocoon as a changed and majestic creature. But humans aren't butterflies and thirty days weren't enough. In thirty days, you're world can turn upside down. You can learn a new way to breathe. You can grow into something you've never imagined to be. You can laugh like you never did before.

"I am just guessing whether this transcoding technique will fail after Lucy gave birth to a baby. The misplaced train returned to its own track, the link between you and her disappeared automatically, and it returned to the mate that should belong to you." Abbey wasn't sure about her guess either, so she quieted down and waited for our response. But I think that she was right. "Susan said that transcoding is risky and not permanent." I looked at Aaron and he clearly agreed with her. Everything makes sense now. Bella used the technique of transcoding to replace Brooklyn's life and became my Luna, Lucy. Without my knowledge, we lived a stable and peaceful marriage and welcomed our child, Amy.

She cleared out the rot within the company and took absolute control. Once everything was done, she arranged to meet me at a private club. “Sterling Corp is no longer Sterling Corp. It’s Zane Corp now.” She handed me a share transfer agreement. “This is thirty percent of the company. It belongs to Mr. Zane.” I did not take it. “Use these shares to set up a foundation. “Name it after Xavier. It’ll support children with musical talent from poor families.” She looked at me profoundly and nodded. “Alright. I’m leaving,” I said.

Ares had never read online articles, hence he did not have a clue about these popular online terminologies. Grayson said proudly, "Transmigration refers to a person’s soul entering another person’s body whose original soul has departed. They take over the previous soul’s consciousness and thoughts as they continue to live on." Jay snorted. "Ridiculous!" Grayson breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mr. Ares finally showing a trace of anger. When Jay uttered the word ‘ridiculous’, there was a smidge of uncertainty in his tone. If his emotions could be described as fluctuating greatly when he heard the Loyle family members giving an account of Rose’s complete transformation after the car accid

It looked so fun in movies when they talk about Transmigration into another body. Nobody talks about the major problems encountered in the process and aftermath like Identity crisis, change in diet and food structure, severe insomnia, headache and body dimorphism, change in brain chemistry and how you inherit all their allergies, hate, irritation and feelings, how their soul still wonders and entangle around yours sometimes and how they complete take over and have control over you and your mind. The way I realized it worked was: The person doesn't become you but you become the person and little by little, you lose yourself convinced that you are only getting along when you are just becoming

Sent back one transmission. Three words. I will come.