Transmigration Novels & Stories

Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy. "truck kun ," Takamatsu said as he can't help not stopping feeling happy on how he was not in the underworld but allowed to continue his life somewhere else with the even the possibility of having some cheat but immediately tears streamed down his eyes, though he was at first happy that he was not dead, but after remembering that he can't meet his family again and

Xue Yun, who saw the whole process of her single-dog host falling in love at first sight with a fine-young lad, felt flabbergasted. Where was her host, who always felt disgusted by the matters between men and woman? Where was her lone-wolf host, who had a very low EQ? Xue Yun, as Yu Meng's system, originally wanted to remind her host to not fall in love with anyone in the missions, whether the person is a native of the world or a foreigner or a bug, who transmigrated or reincarnated into the world for certain reasons…. But when she saw her host staring at the youth with a soft gaze and a complicated emotions, Xue Yun just quietly watched the scene like an ordinary passer-by.

MAX scanned her room again after she had eaten. A bittersweet smile was carved in her lips as memories of her innocence flashed like a movie. She saw the young Kathrina playing happily with her Barbie doll while her mother was combing her hair. She was ten when her dad decided for them to move to Manila to take care of his growing business. Since then, they had not been able to return to Casa de Oro. Both her parents were busy with each other's work, while she and Cedric had gradually become accustomed to their lives in the capital and became busy with their studies. Only Belen was left to take care of the house...

It was a common factor that no matter how discreetly or perfectly a transmigrator adjusts a world that there would always be negative circumstances, mostly due to the world’s resistance against them. A transmigrator in a world no matter how harmless was like a bacteria wandering around the body coated like a body cell of some sort, even if the transmigrator tried their best to reduce any negative activities, just the fact that they were not meant to be in the world was a dire thing to the world and eventually wounds the world, just like how the bacteria would end up harming the body anyways. Now, according to how limited the damage caused by the Transmigrator was, Grades were calculated.

Chinyere looked at baby Solomon as she spoke, "Why doesn't Mr. Oko allow us to speak our local languages?" "His wife greatly believed in never forgetting one's culture," Tina answered. "When he and his wife left the village with their children and came to the city, she made sure that they never forgot their cultural background by forcing them to eat traditional foods and speaking to them in their local language regularly. After her death, he made sure that no one ever spoke a local language in this house and traditional foods are only eaten on special occasions." Chinyere asked, "How do you know about this?"

Because when a stranger knocked at your door in the middle of the night, asking for shelter amidst a crisis, there was simply no excuse to be made. Within that thirty days the butterfly would go through the craziest of cycles, starting as an egg enclosed within a shell that is both impenetrable and fragile. Gian embodies everything she hates about people. He's loud, too energetic, and always loves inserting himself in other people's business. Aera would make him leave if she could, and she tried for days on end. An apartment unit does not have enough room for two people who clash in every way possible. Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird.

I did not allow the mercenaries to kill Moon. I just had her limbs crippled and sent her to the same mental hospital. She was Ryan’s neighbor there. I bribed the doctors and nurses. Moon and Ryan would spend their days there and experience the same “treatments” Xavier had endured. They would live in endless torment. That was the punishment they deserved! Under Lydia’s control, Sterling Corp gradually stabilized. She acted ruthlessly. She cleared out the rot within the company and took absolute control.

Besides amusement, I felt nothing else. According to our local law, refunds over 450, and without returning the purchased items, were enough to be classified as a scam. A crime. I could not wait to see the look on Queenie's face when she found out she had a refund history of 4.5 million.

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.

Ethan’s eyes widened. “No,” he breathed. Her body sat up slowly. Unnaturally slow. Dark hair falling back from a face that no longer looked confused— It looked focused. Calculating. Lucas’s expression. From her face. The guards stepped back uneasily. Ariana felt the world tilt. “That’s not possible,” she whispered. Victor exhaled softly. “You see, migration isn’t a single-direction process. It’s exchange.” Exchange. “You wanted him saved,” Victor continued. “You wanted Ethan preserved. You wanted Lucas protected. You wanted everyone to survive.”