Reborn Werewolf Novels & Stories

"This family is the reason I'm left with nothing now." "I'm not nothing, dad." Sydney scowled. "I will not let you take him." Benjamin's eyes flashed green. "Well, then you're going to be the first werewolf I'll have a real combat with." Emily said. "You sure are stupid." He scoffed. "I'm a primordial beta wolf, a hundred years older than you are." "And I'm a hybrid." She stood unafraid, her eyes glowing with flames.

Rebel's wolf form was known and seen by few and now that they had seen her shift, they believed this girl was capable to rewrite history. She was Rebel. Their only hope and in no way will they let their Queen down. With a new ray of hope in their eyes,they take their stance and attack the rogues. ... Vera's pov I attack , plunging in my canines in his fur, tearing off a patch of flesh from his neck. He growls but I don't stop. Seeing red to only draw blood. The crimes....the disfigured bodies of those innocent girls he tortured...their begging....their cries echoed in my mind and I went berserk.

he said with a smile on his face. Lucian woke up late in the day, he look around him, he was alone on the bed, she must have left when he had dozed off, he stood up and walk to the mirror then he took off his robe to take a look at his back, the wound from the knife cut had healed and what was left on his back was a clear drawing of a howling head of werewolf, it looks so clear and every line of the drawing looks perfect. "So this was the black magic ritual," Lucian turn to leave but he felt a sudden grip of pain in his head, his eyes turned blood red as how they turned during the ritual, and he fell on his knees from the pain, his body vibrated and his temperature rise.

"I hate them. I thought their ability had long died off, but it seems that her bloodline chose her; she's a reborn." Confusion fixed itself onto my facial features. A reborn means someone who died and came back to life, right? There is no way Gianna is reborn. If I was the one who killed her in her past life, I will make sure that she never lives again. "Wait." A certain fear lingered at the edge of my voice. "You are serious," I asked the witch.

I looked down at Clara, kneeling on the floor now. Her face was streaked with tears, looking all innocent, but her eyes burned with ambition and thrill. I knew she was reborn too, and she'd jumped straight into Jax's bed to steal him. In my past life, I'd chosen Jax, the eldest son of the werewolf alpha. To me, vampires were cold and heartless, elves were fickle players. Only werewolves were loyal and passionate, the perfect choice. Six months after mating with Jax, I bore him a white wolf pup, naming him Zeal.

"Yes. I know what it costs. I am not asking you to be grateful for what I'm taking. I'm explaining the mechanics." "And Thomas," Claire said. "You want his body as the vessel you return to." "He is the most appropriate host," Mara said. "Wolf genetics from both lineages. Silver-line from the father, gold-adjacent from the mother. A constitution that can hold what I am without being destroyed by it." "He's six months old," Claire said.

Locked away in the east wing like a shameful secret. [SOUL FUSION COMPLETE] [WELCOME, SOVEREIGN] [JAY VENTURI + CROWN PRINCE JAYVYN AURELIUS = NEW ENTITY] [YOU ARE BEING REBORN] And then….Water. Jay's eyes snapped open wrong. Water filling his lungs, choking him. Hands on his head—smaller hands than his father's, but just as cruel—shoving him down into a basin. Ornate gold edges. Marble floor underneath.

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.

‘This outfit,’ she mumbled before panicking. “What’s the date today?” she asked, eagerness and panic in her tone, causing the man to frown. However, he soon concluded that maybe she didn’t know the date, as she was from the countryside. “Sixth of April two thousand and fifteen,” the driver said, staring at Tracy. He saw the shock and disbelief on her face. Tracy pinched her arm so hard, then yelped out in pain. She looked out of the car and saw the environment. She hurriedly walked out. “I was reborn twenty years ago when I was brought back to the Grants family,” she mumbled in disbelief.

Julian shoved her away, his eyes still locked on me. A look of desperation filled his eyes. "Elara..." his voice became low, pleading. "I really know I was wrong. Can't you just give me one more chance? This life, I swear I'll do right by you. I won't make the same mistakes again." My heart skipped a beat. This life? Did he just say "this life"? Was Julian... also reborn? Did he remember everything from our past life? As I stood there, stunned, the family's security team arrived. They quickly subdued Julian and his men.