Reborn In Marvel With Wishes Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Dean’s expression shifted slightly, a flicker of shock appearing in his eyes. His voice trembled as he asked, "So... I ended up like this because something went wrong with your plan?" The messenger sighed and spread his hands in resignation. "Yes, we do bear some responsibility. After all, it was us who allowed your family's strange wishes to be granted, and it was us who provided you with a hope that was beyond your limits." The messenger leaned forward, his tone calm and rational. "Although none of this was our decision, I have to admit that the reborn program we provided did have some flaws."

"You've been given another shot at life. However, for your revenge to be more purposeful, the body you are currently in, isn't yours. You've possessed the body of a very weak Luna who was killed by her enemy in the pack. While you are having your revenge, you must focus on not getting killed the second time." Then it faded... ..... "Are you awake now?" A voice tugged at my consciousness. I opened my eyes, my gaze landing on a masked figure.. Looking closely, I gasped. "Alpha Kaden?" I questioned with an iota of doubt. "Did falling from the stairs induce amnesia?" He asked with a chuckle. I shuddered. What was this? I had been reborn. However, not as Reene but Alpha's Kaden mate? The weak Lun

he whispered, and this time I heard him clearly. Baby? Is that what angels call people now? Wait…no. This isn’t right. I…I died. I felt the fall. I heard my bones break. I tasted blood. I made a wish for vengeance. So… how am I here? Can anyone survive that fall? Or… Did something hear me? Some entity? Some force that feeds on pain and revenge? If that was the price… if I was reborn for vengeance…then I would pay it. Gladly.

Voithós questioned, his expression unreadable. "Yes, I'm really not that desperate. I was born mute, I've lived my whole life being mute so I've really gotten used to it. After all I've seen today, I no longer regard it as a disability, it's only because of my condition that I got to meet such nice people who I'm fortunate enough to now call my family. I'll never be so selfish and insensitive to make a wish at the expense of someone else. So yes, I reject the offer to make a wish. I don't want any wishes from you. I just want you to take us back home safely so we can pretend like any of this never happened." I said defiantly and when Voithós saw the determination in my eyes, he laughed inste

[“Now that we have been given the chance, we can seek the revenge we want.” I straighten up. “Revenge.” ...[“But for that, I need to tell you the entire story, what happened in my life, which is your first life. I will tell you who your friends are. I will tell you the mistakes I made, so that you may not fall into the pit I fell into.”]... “So, it really is true. I have been reborn.” ...[“Well, obviously. You literally just walked through the gate of the reborn. November, darling, keep up.]...

Charlotte stood by the ceiling-to-floor window, the city's glittering skyline sprawling endlessly below like a sea of fallen stars. Her golden-silver gown shimmered faintly in the penthouse glow, but her hazel eyes were distant, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. Surprise and shock rooted her in place—her hands pressed against the cool glass, her breath fogging it slightly. In her past life, everything had conspired against her: betrayal, isolation, and a cruel end orchestrated by shadows she once called family. Fate had been a merciless chain, dragging her down. But now? Reborn, she had shattered it. She had changed it all by changing him—Howard, the man she'd always loved from afar, cold and

Touching his cheek, I softly murmured, "This game was never about saving you. It was about killing you." The world around me began to shatter. The Royal Gardens, the moon, the royal mantle, and King Ragnar's corpse began to crack like a mirror. The system's projection appeared before me. "What is your wish?" "I want everything restored," I demanded. "I want my entire class back in our original world, and I want you, and everyone watching the livestream, to disappear." The system stayed silent for a moment before saying, "Only one wish can be granted." I smiled. "Then bring my class back."

I had documented everything, from the text messages Mom and Dad had sent to the details of their arrangement with the Hesters, on my phone. From the very moment I was reborn, I had been playing a high-stakes game to reclaim my life.

My eyes snapped open. My breathing was uneven, chest rising and falling rapidly. This wasn’t a dream. This was a past life. My hands trembled as I stared at the pendant again. I had died. And I was here again. Reborn. In the same world. With the same people. With Aurelia still alive. A slow, dangerous smile curved my lips. “So that’s how it is,” I muttered. Fate gave me another chance. Not to repeat mistakes. Not to watch from the sidelines.

“You can hear them if they accept you.” John slowly looked at her belly, then at her face, and Vera could see the exact moment his fear shifted into something close to loyalty. A pregnant woman with talking unborn children, healing food, a former queen in exile, and a plan to take over the garbage sector should have sounded like madness. But his core was recovering, his hands had stopped shaking, and for the first time in months, he could imagine his wife and child getting better.