Reincarnate of Vallinor

Reincarnate of Vallinor

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(Recently Completed better version is coming so read the one that says edits while i go) What if you woke up with no memories of your own? No idea of who you are or the family members in front of you? That is what happened to Ellie Roman. After a terrible car accident she awoke feeling as if she had been asleep for decades; as if she was not one with this world full of lights and cars. She was right. She is not Ellie anymore, but a reincarnation of her past life. A life full of magic, demons and elves and her name was Falencia. Falencia was a warrior, her life cut short and somehow her soul had decided to live again in a human host. She was now able to live the life she was supposed to with her family, her tribe and to hunt the demon that killed her. But as Falencia finds the world of Vallinor and meets Tavol she might be asking for more then she bargained. With no memory of this life or her human one she is stuck on the outside looking in as she learns her past that most in this world, already know. She only knew a few things from being in the new land. That she must not fail a second time,She had a kingdom to serve and protect. She can't let the demons win this time.
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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