Hitman Reborn Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Charlotte said. “Yes, you’ve said that before and I still can’t make sense of how Torin is a twin. It makes no sense to me.” “Well, you have to believe all I say. Torin…is Zalkhar’s reborn. And you Freya, you are Seraneth’s reborn.” If Freya thought Charlotte wasn’t making sense before, she thought she was spitting nonsense now. She barked out a curt laughter. “That…doesn’t even make sense.” Freya said.

I had already decided to move, choosing a life in the countryside. I had made this choice willingly to get away from everything here and begin my life all over again. It was then that the police officer regarded me with faint sympathy, saying, "Mr. Smith has asked for you, Ms. Warner. He's been quite insistent about seeing you one last time. Do you intend to go see him?" I stopped what I was doing momentarily. I recalled his smiling face in the wheat field, dressed in a clean white shirt. It was quickly replaced by the memory of his determined handwriting, inscribing the word "mire" in his autobiography before my death in my past life.

But her heart still clung to a father who had no idea she’d already died once… without him even knowing. “I…” she began, torn in two. Lucien’s voice brushed her mind again — intimate, unbreakable: “I will not let them hurt you again… little wolf.” Her pulse stuttered. But before she could speak — the runes under her feet sparked violently. A gust of freezing air swept the grounds. The flames of every lantern shuddered. A disembodied whisper slithered across the courtyard: “Reborn…” Aurelia’s bones iced over. Lucien snarled — eyes blazing.

Each step he took brought me closer to death, he was like any other animal, a lion, a tiger, he was the real predator and I was prey. "Leave." The voice was familiar yet colder than I had ever heard it. "Mark." Reuben stood in the doorway shirtless, he had a dangerous unrecognizable aura, the aura of a predator, he reeked of blood lust and his eyes glowed a dangerous red. "Alpha." Mark greeted with excitement and respect Reuben did not share. "Brother it's been forever I just came to see your little human pet." "My mate and your Luna, you will respect her." Reuben said sternly.

Because Azrael was my friend. With hands that only shook a tiny bit, I managed to type: Thanks. I hate it too. Just can’t wait till this is over. Only a few more days until it’s done, Azrael said. Hold on, Sylvia. We’ll make sure that it’s all worth it. I gritted my teeth and nodded, pocketing my phone. He was right. It was almost over, and it would be worth it. This was what I’d been reborn for. “There you are,” Damian drawled as I came back from the bathroom. He winked in my general direction. “I was starting to worry that you’d fallen in!”

The old man was a beast in his prime, and even now, age hadn't dulled that edge. Veronica and Marco crumpled to the floor, heads ringing, seeing stars. It took them a good minute to even remember where they were. Marco was the first to open his mouth, straight to damage control. "This is Irene's revenge, pure fabrication! Veronica and I are nothing. I respect her like a mother!"

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

💕 Other works: • The Pleasure Directive • Encore with the Devil • Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn • Rejected Omega Princess: Meet My Overprotective Brothers • Killed and Reborn: My Alpha’s Obsession • His Luna Returns, So I Left with His Baby > Please add this book to your library and leave a review if you’re enjoying it 💖

Moments later, I was alone, with Damien's thoughts for company. "Her blood tasted like fine wine. I felt like I drank from the cup of glory and wept while doing so. It was bittersweet. But alas, the blood of my ex-lover would change my life. Her life for mine. Her soul and mine, as a burnt offering to the powers who would mould me into the most feared man to ever walk this earth. I had a rebirth. Men will tremble at the sight of me. And I will never be the same."

Austen stood guard anxiously outside the ward, telling me to call him immediately if anything was wrong. I knew he had natural hostility towards Gilbert. But I didn’t want him to know that I was actually a reborn person. Meeting Gilbert’s cold gaze, I smiled calmly: “Brother, I know you’ve been reborn too.” “In this new life, I’ve left you as you wished. To erase the child that you truly hated, I even almost lost my life.” “What else do you want? I won’t tell anyone about what happened that night. It’s ends here.”