Novel & Cerita Reincarnation Cats

A face that should only belong to a celestial being. The face was refined and gently sculpted, narrow forehead, high rounded eyebrows with forest green eyes. Long pointed nose and narrow jaws with a small tapering chin. With small pale pink lips. I raised my heavy hands to touch the face. I was in Angela's body. I reincarnated in the body of another woman. How did this even happen? "Angela, what are you doing?” Amber shook me. "Admiring her hideous and wretched face” Piper sneered, her face twisted in an ugly frown

said Bella. “Oh. Well, that’s a shame.” “Yeah. I know.” “I did feel dizzy and passed out a few times though.” “Are you alright?” asked Madam Cynthia, patting her head. “I’m fine now.” “Good.” “Do you want me to give it a try?” asked Cynthia, looking at Joseph. “No. I won’t do it. If your soul goes in there, then there is no guarantee that you will come out. She’s a phoenix. She have the ability to reincarnate. Life after death. You don’t. You’re a dragon!” exclaimed Master Joseph.

I followed her into despair, jumping to end it all. When my soul hovered above my lifeless body, I saw someone I never expected. It was Andrew. He came running toward my corpse, tears streaming down his face, begging the doctors to save me. But my head was nearly shattered, so how could they possibly bring me back? My soul screamed madly at him, wanting him to stay away from my body as the very sight of him disgusted me. If I could, I would have slapped him silly. But I was powerless. What I didn't expect, however, was to be reborn.

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

They looked broken, half-dead in the rain. Good thing I brought them home. That's what saved them. They stored energy, slept for years, kept evolving in this twisted timeline—and produced an even stronger next generation. They hid the glitches. To everyone else, they were just regular house cats. Until the apocalypse hit. Their powers rebooted. Same game. Different round. I'd barely finished processing that when noise flared outside. "Where are those cats? Hand them over!" Alan stood there with a crowd behind him. Three massive crocodiles sprawled at his feet.

"We are reborn in the next cycle, how ever long that is." "That's why there's only been three hundred of us?" She gave a smile that I recognised as love. "You found Carter." I blinked. "Uh, yes, are they like-" Another wave. "We were given three mates to choose from, finding one each recycle." I wanted to stop her but thought it best to wait. "Just like us, our mates are reincarnation, but they are born and bare the Shifters of the First. The Foxen Spirits are fragments of their original mate Silvena. Designed to guide us and care, protect and love us. As they did from the very beginning."

Charity said, “Do you know what I was thinking in my last moments before death? I was wondering why God was so unfair. I was dissatisfied, and I brought that with me as I woke up in this body. Perhaps you think it’s great that I’m alive. But am I really alive?” Charity pointed at her heart. “This is not my body, and I can’t even carry on with my life using my name. I still have to hide the truth, or people will see me as an alien. If reincarnation is real, I’m considered reborn into a new life. Charity in the previous life is dead. If you think I’m still alive, you can fish my dead body out from the sea or take it from a fish’s mouth. However, I’m afraid I’ve become the fish’s poop.”

She walked into garden, heading to Amelia with a friendly smile plastered on her face. * * "Here! I found something!" Rieka called, pointing at a age. "What happens when someone is reincarnated?" She read out loud as Ralph shifted closer to her, looking down at the book. "The soul becomes transmigrated into a new infant to live again." She moved her hand down, scroll through the page. "How do you know if someone's reincarnated? To detect a reincarnated soul, there is similar gestures like laugh, physical expression, personality traits and blah blah blah." Rieka rolled her eyes, flipping the page.

A fair lady/man claiming to be God tells her that she got a chance to live again, but not without a price-she has a list of missions to accomplish in three months, otherwise she would be dead, for real this time. Regretting not living a good life, she accepts the deal. Then she wakes up and finds herself reborn in the werewolf world, but something is definitely wrong… She reborns as a cat!!! And his owner is a werewolf Alpha who looks exactly like her first crush! Ding- she receives her first mission: in 3 months, the Alpha will be poisoned. She, as