Reborn As Homelander Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I've said it before—our family has nothing to do with you. That was true then, and it's even more true now. Oh, and the moving service cost a hundred bucks. Make sure you pay me back." Her glare could've melted steel. I could feel the pure hatred radiating off her. This was the moment in my past life when everything spiraled. When I refused to let Drick move in, he'd snapped, stabbing me repeatedly with a knife. I didn't survive long enough for the ambulance to arrive. But this time, the script was mine. When Drick grabbed the knife on the table and lunged at me, I sidestepped. The blade sliced into Wanda's arm instead.

Her silver claws fight through Lysander's guards like paper. Vaughn's tech glove sparks wildly. “Her vitals are off the charts. She shouldn't even be conscious!” “She's not.” Liam's voice drops to a whisper. “That's not your mother anymore. That's whatever Lysander turned her into.” Kieran's grip on my thigh tightens painfully. His breath grazes my neck as he growls. “We need to go. Now.” Jace flips his coin one last time before pocketing it. “Too late.”

When I opened my eyes again, I didn't immediately realize I had been reborn. I only noticed that the pain was gone. "Quit spacing out!" A sharp voice snapped me back. A rescue worker leaned out from the vehicle, looking impatient. "We can fit one more! Get in or die out there!" Closest to the door was my fiancé, Oliver. His gaze flickered between me and his first love, Lina. After a long, agonizing moment, he finally reached out a hand toward me.

I blamed you for what happened, for the life I lost. Camille gasped after hearing that. She grabbed a buzzer to get a doctor as it was clear something terrible was happening to Katherine, but her hand stopped in the middle of the move when she heard another word. - I was reborn.- Alpha whispered. Those words were challenging but also so refreshing. - The Moon Goddess brought me back, giving me the chance to fix my mistakes. And I was doing good, knowing your moves, I could prevent them. Camille was watching her with the wide-open eyes. Was this possible? Was Katherine brought back to life?

he commented. What if Hunter has been killed by Malia and Alpha Callum?

I took a deep breath. Fortunately, I was reborn through Selene's help. With this second life, I already know what Chandler did to me. However, I wasn't recognized by Alpha Jaxton and everyone else. Because my scent was different and it was transferred to Chandler. Despite being reborn, I no longer felt love for Alpha Jaxton. I'm scared of how ferocious he was. I never believed any of Chandler's words anymore. Instead, I planned to have her experience worse than what I've gone through.

"That's impossible... I saw him..." "Saw what?" I pushed the door open and walked into the office. Gauze was still wrapped around my forehead, but my eyes were clear. "Saw my father and I trapped in the fire?" Senna's head snapped up, her eyes filled with disbelief. "You... How..." I let out a cold laugh and came to a stop beside Maggie. "Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too."

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.

“But Lysander vouched for you. He thinks you can be saved. I disagree.” After the lost gamma pinned and collared me for almost killing his daughter, Lysander Moon, collecting my wrecked body and carried me to the hospital with his own hands. Now the prick claims me as his own kin, calling me his son instead of acknowledging the truth–I’m just a human diluted copy of him, a modified clone. I shouldn’t even exist. But for some reason, he decided I should. His fucking mistake now. “Then kill me,” I mumble, my jaw still swollen from being shattered. “I’d rather be dead than be one of those Moon Goddess cunt-lickers. Fucking mangy ass dogs…”

“You—what did you just say?” The assassin turned to the Moon King. “Should I explain,” he said lightly, “or will you?” The Moon King’s face darkened. “You twist truth.” “Do I?” the assassin said, grinning. He turned back to Alessia. “Your rebirth was not divine mercy. It was not an accident. It was not fate.” His corrupted aura flared violently. “It was orchestrated.” Alessia’s trembling intensified. “No…” “Someone tore open a rift,” he continued. “Someone reached into your mortal world. Someone dragged your dying soul through the veil and forced it into a vessel in Luminary.”