Novel & Cerita Reincarnated In Dc Universe With Wishes Fanfiction

His eyes have long closed down, his body turning cold as his warm blood soaked into my clothes and painted by skin. 'He's dead, Kathrine. Stop it.' My wolf purred in pain, dragging me out of a madness' spell. The pain of our mate dying weighed on my chest. But more than that I was delighted because like Israel Babbiani there was no greedy mate alive to take advantage of my helplessness. No asshole could threaten me now. I was free and reincarnated as a person I had always wanted to be— confident and brave. I was the writer of my own fate now. So would Beverly be.

The day I find out my wife, Astrid Miller, has cheated on me while pregnant with my child, I begin to suffer from depression. The 99th time I take the pill, hoping to end my life, my baby daughter, Naomi Sage, wails in her stroller. My buddy, Ethan Wilde, digs the pill out from my throat. When Astrid sends me to the ER, she makes me a promise out of sheer guilt. "Charlie, I want you to write down a wish for every single day you remain alive. When you finally get better, I'll grant all your wishes." The day I write down my 1000th wish, the psychiatric hospital releases me. Elated, I go home early to surprise my family, only to find my wedding photo has been replaced with a wall of unfamil

I can’t think of a single thing! “My child, what is wrong? You seem unusually anxious? Do you need anything? Mother will get you anything you wish’’. WISH?? That’s right!.... That night! I made those wishes. Wait! Don't tell me that….!! Ahh! Let me see what my wishes were. Ahh YES, one of my wishes was that if I ever get a second chance, I would love to be reborn. Is this a sign that my wishes were answered? But by who? and HOW? This is all too hard! And I don't remember much of my other wishes since I just blurted whatever at that moment. But I might remember them if I try. Yes, one of them has something to do with my looks and appearance too. I remember vaguely that I wished for looks inco

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not

I turn around and lean back on him as we gaze upon the sky, and I point at the brightest star in the sky tonight. “There! That’s the first star I saw and I thought I’d make a wish…not for me but for all the lycans and werewolves out there. So we might…you know, finally have the next heir.” He laughs. “Damn it, woman, what the hell are you wishing on a star for, then? Were you planning on conceiving the next heir through an immaculate conception?” I blush. “No, silly, of course not, but—”

I close my eyes then say a small prayer as her arms pull on the trigger. This is it, am going to die. I hope I get buried in a quiet, rosy place. That's if Freya is kind enough to let them find my body. Dad, Xavier, Kelvin, Shelley, everyone am sorry. I couldn't stay alive. In my next life, I wish to be born into the same family, and meet the same good people all over again. And I wish we won't be frenemies Freya. I love you Xavier. My eyes shots open at the barrel silence. Nothing I hear nothing, I feel nothing.

She knew that reincarnation and God existed, but she couldn’t believe that there was anything supernatural in this world. The phoenix continued, “Since you’ve consumed the elixir, I’m obliged to grant you one wish. Of course, there are a few wishes that cannot be granted. One, you cannot ask for more wishes. Two, you cannot ask for anyone to be brought back to life. Three, you cannot ask for someone to fall in love with you.”

I avert my eyes, not wanting him to see my tears. Damian caressed my face. “But it was dangerous. You are not strong enough, baby.” A whine escaped my throat, an ingrained and primordial reaction towards a mate, a sound that conveyed my need to both protect him and my trust in him. Damian surged forward and captured my lips with his. Heat pooled low in my belly. He sucked on my bottom lip before pulling away. My breath had turned shallow as I gazed at him. “You can’t do that. We can’t die again.” I swallowed thickly at the implication. The realisation about us being reincarnated after so many decades is overwhelming to say the least.

Maybe it was cheating, but I'd passed seventeen birthdays without making a single wish, so maybe I could call in a favor and get two this time. My first wish was to earn enough money to outright buy the house soon, and to pay Evan back as soon as possible. My second... was more selfish. I was careful not to wish that Evan would love me, but that I hoped he either got the revenge he hungered for so he could finally have peace, or that he could erase his hatred altogether. I wished that his curse, whatever it was, would leave him. I closed my eyes and blew the candles out, all at once.

My body is as light as a feather as I went on my way and danced in front of everyone and the royal family. The King and the townsfolk applauded after we danced for them. I could also see the prince from afar. However, I couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity as well. He has golden hair and deep blue eyes, certainly fitting a royal member and a common protagonist of cliche novels I've read. "Haaa...this is making me crazy. I'm really one of that reincarnated characters into some kind of isekai genre"