Transmigration Gone Wrong Novels & Stories

No one knew if it was the people that lived there before or if someone else came in and did it after they were gone. The last of the human families were gone, escorted out of the territory by human authorities because they resisted leaving. There’d only been one or two families that resisted each with their own reasons. All the reasons appeared petty in the end as the human government bent over backwards to find new places for them to go. They set these last families up on some of the abandoned farms. Other farms were returning to the original families in reparations for the harm done to them. It would take years to get the people back into place, or get entirely new families into those spac

“Once Zack gets out, find someone to give him a proper beating in a corner.” I hadn’t fired him. I just wanted him to learn his lesson the hard way. Just then, my mom called me on an international line. “Liana, I’m getting tired here. When can we finally come home?” I glanced at the calendar. “Mom, just hang on for another two weeks!” Two weeks later, the ownership transfer press conference took place as scheduled. The West Group incident had made headlines everywhere, and reporters crowded the room even before the press conference started. By then, my injuries had recovered, and I sat down. Most of the board members already knew how things would go. After all, this was all pre-decided.

They were merely ordinary people from another age. Victor treated those transmigrators equally. Those with talent who could contribute to the kingdom were given important positions, while those whose minds were filled with schemes were beheaded as a warning to others. After all, this age belonged to us.

In fact, I don't know what I even good at! Naomi was on the verge of breaking down because of her current situation. 'Why did that female lead have some things with her while I don't? Bring me back at my room, my home! This transmigration is definitely wrong!'

And not only are you unapologetic, you even returned their deposit? I froze for a second before snapping back to my senses. A laugh escaped me. Barney's ability to twist the story was really something else. To shirk responsibility for overselling the flight, he even fabricated such a lie. What was even more ridiculous was that the Castilles didn't even bother to verify anything before just buying into the whole nonsense. "Mrs. Castille Senior has spoken. She wants you to get yourself to Jorleton immediately, beg Ms. Castille for forgiveness, and arrange the surgery at once!

“It’s divergence.” Everlyn stared at the maps. Bright clusters of stability. Dark regions of escalating disorder. Liora stood silently near the back of the room. Watching,thinking and Calculating. “It’s happening faster than expected,” Marcus continued. “The stable communities are attracting more people.” Jesse frowned. “Meaning?” Marcus zoomed in. “Migration.” People were leaving unstable regions. Digitally first then physically after

“For food? As far as I know, you can’t magic food out of thin air. You can use magic to grow it or steal it, but not conjure it.” “No. To get us out of here. Maybe…magically transport us back.” “What you’re talking about is translocation, and it’s unbelievably difficult and risky. Even the most experienced witch won’t attempt it, and in your condition…we don’t know the harm it could do to the pup.” Shit. I don’t want to anger him more and tell him to stop treating me like I’m a broken toy. Besides, he’s probably right, and I think I’ve done enough harm for one day. “Maybe I can build a bridge then.”

He was making call after call. I overheard him apologizing nonstop, saying Quentin wasn't feeling well. When he finally hung up, he muttered under his breath, cursing that Quentin had totally lost it. Our plan continued. We stopped using hallucinogens, sticking only to the nightly projections and sounds. Quentin was falling apart, just like we expected. After I quit my job, I kept an eye on him through my computer, watching him spiral into madness. But I didn't feel victorious at all. Instead, I felt empty inside.

There was a slight pain in his heart, the hand that was going to touch her clenched by his side tightly showing the blue veins on his pale skin. What was he expecting? How could he be such a fool? Even if she looked like her and had the same name, how could they be the same person? The word ‘I Love You’ echoed in his mind, because the person she loved was not him but her real husband. Jiang Longwei had never thought that he must be the unluckiest person ever present on earth, she was his wife but also not his wife. She loved her husband; he was her husband but he was not her husband. He was just an unlucky soul who had died and then transmigrated into the body of her husband.

He was enraged that Belle didn't write down the secret formula, instead she tried to do something he had been attempting to do himself for years with failures. Belle thought, “I was purposely rewriting that formula to show you that your grandfather’s formula is trash. It was never meant to work and will never work.” “So, you realized that it’s rubbish.” “Humph,” chuckled Bruce. He threw his pen at the paper. “Your grandfather on the other side could never see that his formula was a failure. He was setting himself set to fail. Yet he refused to see it. Believing he was always in the right. He was setting himself up for disappointment, something my grandfather had warned him over and over agai