Reborn As A Cybertronian Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Bastard, still want to be like the last life, deceive me to the small forest, drink the poison wine that you prepared, just to get my 'Extreme Cold Crystal'?" Ryan was furious, teeth gritted, as he crushed the phone in his hand! What a joke! He had already been reborn, how could he make the same mistake again? That's right! Ryan is a reborn person. In his previous life, he was a famous genius in the Superhuman Academy Academy of the Federal Earth. At a young age, he awakened the extraordinary abilities of Wolverine, and was valued by one of the senior mentors of the academy, teaching deeper extraordinary powers!

I was in limbo when we met up with a powerful demon who stated that we would be reincarnated when the Supremes went back but there would be a few challenges and a lot of years to pass just to find us suitable vessels and we waited. ****** Night of the Twins' Birth I saw Bjorn walk over to me and smiled saying, "We have been sitting here for a while, do you think our new bodies will be hot, I need to get laid." I hit his smart ass on the shoulder but I knew he meant well, it felt like a few minutes and I wondered how long it would be before we were reborn when a dark angel came to us and said, "It is time." He showed us a woman giving birth and I asked, "Are we going to babies again?" He nodd

Closing my eyes as my spine tingled, as my bones broke and reshaped themselves, agony like I've never experienced shattered my mind without giving me the decency of unconsciousness. My skin itched as something erupted from beneath it. All over my body, I felt like fire ants were trying to both burrow inside me and evacuate their hills at the same time. "Asher, get your shit together!" Xander said through our mental connection. Then at just the right fucking time, sheer delight settled over me. I was reborn. "Of course he's a fucking big ass bear. Why not?" Ransom said. I chuckled. The sound was odd, deeper in my chest.

We weren’t supposed to know each other at all. And yet... He knew me. My heart pounded against my ribs, a wild, reckless thought crashing into my mind. I gasped, hand flying to my mouth. "Could it be that..." I whispered, feeling the blood drain from my face. My voice trembled, "Could it be that, like me, he also got reborn?" Shock rippled through me, “No, that can't be right. But… If I got reborn, who's to say that someone else couldn't have done the same?” If Alaric had truly gotten reborn, then things were going to change.

“Run!” The blast hit before we could move. The shockwave hurled us all off our feet. I landed hard, the wind knocked out of me, but through the haze I saw him. Ethan—reborn. His skin shimmered with the same faint blue that pulsed from the core, his eyes no longer human. He looked… complete. Liam groaned, pulling himself to his feet, gun in hand. “You’re supposed to be dead.” Ethan smiled faintly. “Death is an old word for what I’ve become.”

If you are looking for a way to get my attention, then this won't work'. Tears trickled down my cheeks, my grip tightened around the phone, and my jaw clenched tightly. I didn't know what was going on right now, and why I was seeing this day again after almost two years instead of being dead after the fire outbreak, but I guess it was for a reason. As much as I wanted to conclude that I was given another chance and had been reborn, I didn't want to give myself so much hope. Besides, that was never possible.

“This can't be….” I threw back the blanket and stumbled toward the full-length mirror near the window. The woman staring back at me wasn't the broken ,hollowed-out Luna who had been executed. Her skin was smooth, pale, and entirely unmarked. The faint, jagged line on her chin - the scar I had carried since the night I pulled Asher from a pack of rogue wolves in the thorn thickets was gone. My trembling fingers reached out, brushing against the cold surface of the glass. “I'm…alive.”

He forced me to abort our baby but got another woman pregnant. I don't even know what to do. Where do I go? What do I do? “Haaaaaaaaaaa... Ahhhhhhhhhhh...!” My tears and screams echoed as I stood in the middle of the deserted road. It was silent except for the sound of the rain pouring down. I looked up at the heavens. I cursed the day I met Magnus Kalan, hoping for only one thing. If I could turn back the hands of time, I would never look at him twice. I would have achieved so much, and most importantly, my parents would still be alive.

hugged his daughter tightly and cried, "Vivian, look carefully! He is not that man. He is not." "Yeah, Vivian. He is Mr. Tanner, a good friend of mine. He is not that *sshole." "He is. I couldn't have been mistaken. Dad, Mom, I couldn't have been mistaken. He really is that man." Vivian broke down and cried. "I can recognize him even if he turned into ashes. Not to mention that he just changed his face. Why did you come to see me? Do you want to see how miserable I am? How can you be so cruel? How can you—"

I admitted quietly. He turned toward me. “About Adrian?” I nodded. “I heard his name before.” His attention sharpened instantly. “When?” “I don’t know exactly.” Closing my eyes, I searched through memories I’d buried years ago. “It was after one of the Harvest Ceremonies.” “Who mentioned him?” “I can’t remember.” Frustration washed over me. “But I remember hearing someone whisper…” I hesitated before repeating the words. “‘If Adrian returns, everything changes.’”