Katekyo Hitman Reborn Song Novels & Stories

" Cindy's familiar words reached my ears, but before I could even react, blinding headlights came rushing at me. The engine roared—pain tore through my body as the car slammed into me. That was when it hit me—I'd been reborn at the exact moment she ran me over. Somehow, my shattered phone had dialed my boyfriend, Jared Xanderson. His cold, disgusted voice came through the speaker, "Stop calling me, Suzanna. I know you're just jealous of me and Cindy. That's why you're trying to come between us. "It's impossible for her to run you with her car. It's worth tens of millions—she wouldn't wreck it just to run you over. I'm done believing in you, no matter what you say this time!"

Not even my mind had truly been my own because it had been so consumed by thoughts of him. But this… this was my office. I held the only key now, and wore the crescent-shaped pin on my blouse that meant that it was my rightful space. Not permanently, of course, since I would soon no longer be Killian’s Luna soon—but it was mine for the time being. I’d have to make some changes, of course, to make it truly feel like mine, but that didn’t matter right now. For now, I had work to do. Having been reborn years before my death had its perks; I recalled many things that were yet to come, one of them being an unexpected attack on Waning Moon. It would happen in precisely three days, during Killian’s

A long, fierce, victorious sound that echoed across the carnage and into the sky. A tribute to the Moon Goddess. I howled again. And again. Then slowly, deliberately, I grabbed my most recent kill by his ripped throat and dragged him toward the stunned crowd. Their fear rolled off them thick and sour. Their respect… sharper, uncertain. I marched right to Alpha King Bart, dropped the body at his feet, and lowered my head in a small bow. He stared at me, pale and shaken. “How…” he whispered when I lifted my gaze. “How…”

He wanted to do it himself but he was planning to hold something more important… his omega’s hand! If he doesn’t hold him, he will lose Davi with how the omega changes from one aisle to the other at a super fast speed. “Oh, what a cute design! hahaha.” He was holding a guitar keychain with a koala hugging it. “I will give this to Alexis!” he said as he chose the pink guitar with a punk motif koala. “Buy this one too…” Liam’s voice had a hint of evil intention but Davi did not notice it, “give it to him and tell him to give this to the person he is pursuing.” What he chose was a black guitar with a koala wearing a pink dress.

Sophia said with a heavy heart burdened with so much uncertainty. In their minds confused, they made their way back to the main camp, where the rest of the pack was. The trees sang songs of laughter and chatter; somehow, the atmosphere wasn't right. According to Sophia, all this was an act-so it would seem like all was well and yet danger was just a nose away. As they rode closer to the large fire, Sophia saw her father speaking with several warriors about the patrol. She knew she needed to talk to him, but first, she had words that needed to be said to Daniel.

Here is the playlist of songs in the book if you want to listen to them: Don't Let Me Down by The Chainsmokers All Of Me by John Legend You are gonna be okay by Bethel Music Ft Jenn Johnson Home by Machine Gun Kelly ft Ambassador and Bebe Rhexa Mirror by Justin Timberlake Forever by Labyrinth

She read back what she had written. She did not edit it. Some of it was imprecise. Some of it was more honest than she would have put into anything that was going anywhere. Some of it said things she had not fully understood she was carrying until the act of writing had surfaced them. She left it as it was. She went to the file name field. She typed two words. She looked at them on the screen. KILLED AND REBORN. She saved the document. She sat at her desk in the quiet building with the city below her window and she sat with the feeling that came after you had said a true thing — not triumphant, not even fully at peace, just present. Here. In possession of the story rather than possessed by i

**** Note: Song*- Homesick by Dua Lipa

" Josh, help Chong take that tracker out, then trace the place from where they are monitoring our steps. Chong's right. We are still lacking a distance in this relay marathon race. But once I catch up, it will be a new beginning for those that started this wonderful game. I will make sure they get plenty of hours to live, begging me endlessly to end their unexplainable suffering. I will rupture their anal pipes and push their hearts out of their vert throats and make them chew their own shit. " He looked high as he played out his perfect revenge, spread onto a platter, in front of his eager audience.

Killian pouted. "What Why?" "Please, please, please! I already chose the song for us!" "What song?" "We Don't Talk Anymore by Charlie Puth and Selena Gomez," Killian smiled. "Okay, so I should sing Selena’s part?” Juliette asked. "Yup. Your voice is sweeter than mine." Killian smirked. "Smooth like a snake," Juliette rolled her eyes. "Okay, but just this time. It's your channel category, not mine. You decided you wanted to sing on YouTube,"