Reborn As A Greek God Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

In that moment, I knew. My sacrifice hadn’t released Lunette’s magic. It had allowed me to be reborn, remade into something else. Into a Goddess. “Yes.” I gasped. “I accept.” I was so happy, so relieved to be alive that my legs carried me forward. My mates vow hung in the air, a promise I planned to answer with not words, but action. I collided with Draco first, as he was front and center, lodged between his brothers. As his arms wrapped around my body, pressing me to his chest, Orion and Azrael’s came next.

It was so blurry but I could still tell that he was Greek god, he was the type that could seduce a woman with just that face of his and as I put my hand on his face, I could feel how perfectly created it was and before I could examine his face more, I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I saw myself in a room, it looked very beautiful but was still blurred and I saw the Greek god again standing before me. I walked to him and embraced him, he had to be what I needed at the moment to get my mind off Jason’s betrayal and I was surprised when he returned the hug. I was still lost in his scent when I closed my eyes again. While I was still half conscious, I could feel a pair of masculine hands un

Which again had me wondering if he would be as skilled in other places… “And there goes my mind again, instantly jumping to sex,” I grumbled and pulled myself out of the tub. “You need a life, Aliana! Not a good railing.” But I would soon find that the horned God of Justice wasn’t that easy to resist. Especially when he had the body of a--- Well... a Greek god!

All I could do was scream, scream in pain and agony until my throat hurt, only then I asked, “No! Why?! How?!” Hermes got down on my level, “They will be given a rebirth, Lady Abigail,” he informed me with a reassuringly calm tone. “What?” I asked, “What are you talking about?” I sniffled, the tears still pouring from my eyes and blurring my vision. “Only a God can destroy a God, so only a Goddess can destroy a Goddess; she will be given a rebirth.”

I complained and faced the elder again. “That is normal,” said the elder. “Because Hera is reborn not in a normal way. If she does, she should be a child now but has a memory of the past. But it turns out she wasn't reborn; she was reborn in your body...Moon Goddess might let her soul come into your body and use it as hers with her memories being erased.” Many stories scattered about someone reborn back then, the same case as mine. But found it too confusing how someone could be reborn without a glimpse of their memories being retained. It might be the Moon Goddess' challenge to me.

“He is finally back.” Nicholas rose from my grasp, his sharp, unfamiliar eyes locking onto mine. “Nicholas? Are you okay?” I asked, my voice cautious. His gaze shifted, confusion flickering across his face. “Who are you?” he demanded. I froze, my heart shattering. “What… I’m Michelle. I’m your mate...” His eyes suddenly darted to the Moon Goddess. “Selene, what happened to me?” The Moon Goddess’s smile widened as she stepped closer. “Zeus put you to sleep in this mortal body, Endymion. But with the Lycan extract, you’ve ascended to godhood, breaking the seal placed on your soul.”

She could feel him trying to reach her, feel the same pulse that haunted her chest begin to sync with his. For one terrible moment, her heartbeat wasn’t hers at all. She shoved him back with a blast of silver light. The tower shook, ancient stones splitting under the force. The figure staggered but didn’t fall. Instead, he laughed—a hollow, joyless sound that scraped the air raw. “You can delay the truth, but you can’t bury it,” he said. “The god wasn’t sealed. He was reborn.” Aelin’s throat went dry. “In you?” The golden light behind his eyes flickered. “In us.”

I didn't want to see her marriage implode, so I idiotically kept her secrets, not expecting her to weaponize my silence. She pinned all her trashy affairs, accidental pregnancies, and debts onto me, ultimately making me take the fall for a crime that ended my life. The blinding terror of my death in that past life was still fresh in my mind. But now that I was reborn, I refused to play the sacrificial lamb again. The Carters were one of the most prominent families in the city. Marrying Jake was Brenda's golden ticket out of her working-class roots. Jake's parents had always looked down on her humble background. If they ever found out she was actively stepping out on their son, she would be t

"Don't call me that!" Apollo cut her off in disgust. "A lowly mortal, daring to reach for a god's throne." I watched them turn on each other like dogs, without an ounce of pity. This was the man I had loved for a thousand years in my past life. Selfish, hypocritical, and utterly self-serving. "Apollo, you truly disgust me." I turned away and didn't look back. "Enjoy being the laughingstock of the entire divine realm for the rest of your life." When Apollo saw me leaving, he finally lost all composure.

Neither could I hold back the tears that stung my eyes so badly. I wanted to walk away. My plan for this century was to live a normal life and try my best not to get involved with Eugene, but I couldn't. I couldn't just leave him there to die. I waited till everything died down and rushed over to help him. "Are you okay?" I asked, clutching his head to my chest, though he didn't reply. The funniest thing is that even though I get reborn, I still have the same agility, speed, and wisdom I had while I was a guardian.