Hitman Reborn Arcobaleno Novels & Stories

I really hope she knows that. The soft, tender feeling of those luscious hands of hers roaming around my flesh is second to none; it's observable how she handles things with extra care and affection—it's sweet! Ultimately, Ariel was done re-bandaging the wounds. “It's somewhat hard to believe it's taking so long to heal up. Are your cells that slow at regenerating?” she asked with a taunting smile. “Don't get all arrogant, because you've got a badass wolf. And no! My cells are fucking fast at regenerating, but those wolves weren't really normal. I don't know if they're laced with silver”.

“Killing me outside Forladtt Land posed a risk. You were worried that I might escape. Even if you killed me, you were afraid I could be reborn. “However, it’s different here! Once you kill me in Forladtt Land, I’ll be completely annihilated, and there’s no chance for me to reincarnate. That’s how you can easily eliminate the so-called trouble.” Rebella’s face could not hold back the tension. She raised her hand slowly, and a majestic Genesis Power surrounded her arm. “Now that I’ve exposed your true face, are you planning to take action?” James squinted. “You’ve said enough!” Rebella’s voice was full of killing intent. “It’s time to send you on your way.”

And a man stands before an arcane storm. A man with silver hair. Eyes like dying stars. A smile like a blade. The architect—alive, human, and crowned. Kael’s voice pierced her mind from somewhere distant. “Alessia! ALESSIA!” She couldn’t answer. The vision swallowed her. She saw the architect reaching toward the sky—pulling luminousness into his palm. The city trembled. The storm cracked. And Arcana fell. Not destroyed by war. Not swallowed by sea.

The art was crude, dark, and felt heavy, as if the ink was mixed with something foul. "The odds have always been in my favor," I said, my voice hardening. "I am Marcus Thorne. I don't lose." Granny looked up at me, her milky eyes suddenly sharp, piercing through the darkness of the room. She pointed a gnarled finger at the center card a figure trapped in a circle of fire, but the fire wasn't burning the figure, it was becoming part of it. "Not this time, my child," she whispered, and the cold in the room doubled. "The script has been rewritten, but not by you. You think you are the hunter? You are just the wood for her fire."

A heavily crippled Helos was groaning aloud as be dipped himself repeatedly in what looked like a dark ink. A bath full of that thick, sticky liquid. With every dip , parts of his body, repaired itself. He walked out of his revival bath, youthful and vibrant, no longer a crippled man. His body charred with the toxicity of his rituals. His body succumbed under the load of the dark forces that Helos ushered to aid his evil missions. He walked straight to his room, staring at himself, naked in the mirror, admiring his newly formed skin, touching his wrinkle free facial features.

Antonov stepped toward me and grabbed my arms. "And what are you going to do if you go back now... Who will believe your words when you look nothing like Eve Sanchez... There are many ways to get back at those who wronged us Scarlet, but the best way to truly punish is to drag it out and make the culprit wish he or she was dead... I can help you get your revenge if that is what you want, all you have to do in return is live as Elde's daughter and love her as if she's your mother. Will you do it or not"

He watchted them with a smile while his fingers typed the words to his men. 'End them too....' THE END 'REBORN FOR REVENGE ' - SIGNING OFF OFFICIALLY. AUTHOR: Thanks for supporting the story and making it to the end. Love you all and wish you all well on your future. I hope you all will support my other books as well. Bye! See you all soon in another stories!

I blamed you for what happened, for the life I lost. Camille gasped after hearing that. She grabbed a buzzer to get a doctor as it was clear something terrible was happening to Katherine, but her hand stopped in the middle of the move when she heard another word. - I was reborn.- Alpha whispered. Those words were challenging but also so refreshing. - The Moon Goddess brought me back, giving me the chance to fix my mistakes. And I was doing good, knowing your moves, I could prevent them. Camille was watching her with the wide-open eyes. Was this possible? Was Katherine brought back to life?

The sight of him, battered and bleeding but alive, made me almost choke on my own sobs. Amory knelt beside me, clutching his stomach where blood seeped through his fingers, his face pale and weakened. Yet, when our eyes met, a glimmer of something more—hope, survival—flickered in his gaze. “It’s gone, Amory,” I repeated, my voice barely a whisper as I looked down at his wrist, confirming what my heart so desperately wanted to believe. “The death mark… it’s really gone.” My voice broke, relief flooding me as I sobbed. “It’s all over, right?”

Straightening his collar, he swaggered his way toward Reiko and said with a smile, “Hello, Ms. Hara. I am Draig Tenby. “I understand your intention, but you don’t have to apologize. “Jiro and I got into a little spat at Bronze Sparrow. He simply lost to me in a fight, so I wouldn’t say that it was more than a slight physical altercation.”