Reborn As Homelander Fanfiction Novels & Stories

By month twelve, I was devastating. “You could stay,” Silas said on the last day, his eyes drinking in my transformation. “Forget about them. Build a new life here with me.” I looked at my reflection—no longer Clara Wren, the fat, rejected failure. Now I was Liora Rivers, a goddess among mortals. My Hazel eyes sparkled with power, my body was perfection itself, and my smile could bring men to their knees. “No,” I said, turning away from the mirror. “I didn’t sacrifice my life to hide in the woods. I did it to make them remember what they threw away.”

She looked haggard, and her head hung low, but she wouldn't talk. I clutched my butterfly knife tightly, alarm bells ringing in my head. "What do you want?" She raised her head, her eyes meeting mine. There was a lot in her gaze. Hoarsely, she said, "Michael…" I said nothing. I assumed she wanted me to forgive Josiah and her father. And then she asked, "You've been reborn as well, haven't you?" Shocked and shaken, I started running. "I-I won't hurt you!" said Hazel quickly.

I just had to dedicate the time to explain that I wasn't their Alpha's wife. It was still hard to believe that I was alive. And now that I was staring at the mirror, clad in clean clothes, I was more than shocked. My hair was dark, and this one was blonde. These features were sharper. Bolder. I didn't have my brown eyes anymore. I was now staring back at blue frosty ones. My hands flew to my mouth immediately. I was shaking all over. “What is this?” I whispered. “Your second chance,” a voice in my head whispered. “You are now Alara.”

He also promised me the best salary package. Being personally recruited by Felix was a huge honor. Within days, everyone in the city was talking about it. However, to Nancy, I was merely a lapdog who flattered Felix for money. I initially wasn't planning on accepting Felix's honor. In my past life, that so-called electronic asset vault didn't last long before it was breached. The lead hacker in charge of the tech didn't earn a single cent. On top of that, they became a target of the thieves and Felix. In the end, they died a horrible death.

"Lottie, it's just us here. The tent's zipped up, totally safe." Russell Odom's voice was smooth and suggestive as he wrapped his arms around me, his fingers brushing at my clothes. I shivered, spinning to face him. The memory of my death burned in my mind, fueling a hatred stronger than my fear. In my past life, those same words had lured me into trusting him, believing the wilderness hid us from prying eyes. I gave in, only for two thugs to stumble upon us.

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.

This was someone playing a much deeper game. "She played us all," I muttered. "Or she learned how to play fast," Fenric corrected, rubbing the back of his neck. "She foiled her father, she rejected the Alpha, she took her inheritance, and she secured a safe, isolated home. All in less than twenty-four hours. That's a rebirth if I ever saw one." Rebirth. The word echoed in my mind. It felt like that. The woman in the hallway had been a stranger wearing Calla’s face.

I stepped forward to listen to him. Callum, looking desperate, said, “Moon, the truth is, I’ve been reborn. Everything I did before was for you, but it still didn’t stop all of this. “The only way we can have a perfect ending is if you’re with me. If I take over Fido Corp, everything will be right.” I was surprised when he confessed he was reborn, but what surprised me even more was that he still wanted to take over Fido Corp. I smiled and said, “I’ve been reborn too.”

Do I want him to? Let's not just think about it. This Lysander might be different, but revenge was the reason I got reborn… I had pleaded with the God who helped me, for a second chance to avenge myself and my parents. I couldn't afford to let everything go to waste just because this one is different. I — A gasp left my lips when he grabbed me by the hips. He flipped me over and turned me around so that my face was smack against the table. He didn't hurt me, though. He was as gentle as he could, but I just….

“Tsk! Damn insanity. But I understand where this is all heading into. Your wants and needs for me to do and decided. You wanted my approval, right?” “A bit, but not the whole. For HE wanted that you shouldn’t interfere with the thing that will about to happen. The day when she will be reborn.” Daniela knew what the little girl means. The reborn is not a type of reincarnation, but a thing to complete one that is broken. But for now, she doesn’t want to think about it, for what she needed to do right now, is a bit defying HIS will, but will never hurt HIS plan.