Akashi Tokyo Revengers Novels & Stories

"You are so weak and pathetic. Why didn't you die with your miserable mother and make everyone happy." The words hurt Roydo. The servants standing round looked at him with pity, and Tok with hate. "Don't talk about my mother that way." Roydo said, trying to keep the pain out of his voice. "Or what? What will you do fresh skin?" Tok taunted. "Fight me?" He picked up the sword Almon had been using and threw it at Roydo. "Go on, pick it up. I've waiting years to give you a good beating. Maybe the bruises will put some color into your ugly body."

An ancient and faded section of text referred to the birth of something ‘monstrous’ which had killed its twin. This was what had tainted my bloodline long ago and I wanted no part of resurrecting this kind of being, some sort of super Lycan with extraordinary powers at a guess and reading between the lines. I thanked Jarvis before setting off with renewed determination. Rhett was to the fore and I had rarely experienced him in this mood. Misha was hurt, possibly dying. I suspected disinformation yet I was keeping an open mind. Whatever happened, I couldn’t go to pieces. For Amy’s sake.

“You ok?” “I’m fine, you ready for this?” “I am.” replied Camron, “We need to be careful, we didn’t quite make it to Reiver Territory.” “I know, you did your best son. Let’s see what the Goddess has planned for us, if we live through I will be very much surprised.” “I know, I knew that when I took this mission. It’s been a honour.” said Camron as he held out his hand. The men shook hands and he then crouched into attack position by the boot of the unturned car to protect the relics for as long as he could.

It’s cause after his first death and revival everyone except those with the ability to see yokai and likewise had all memories of this revived entity, Akihiko Ito. The world followed a system of life and death. Birth and re-birth. This cycle almost continued forever to work for who knows how long. But there are only a handful of them who have overcome this system till now. One of those so called ‘Irregularities’ being Akihiko was sought by the greater powers of the other side for unknown uses. Ayame after school hours as her daily routine goes to visit Akihiko in the hospital. “Good evening! Ma’am are you here today also for patient Ito?”

She places the call on speakerphone and we all wait when the click signals whoever it is has answered. “Hello Teagan, how can I help you?” My eyes go wide and I feel excited. I look at momma and she winks at me with a shit-eating grin on her face. “Hello Alessa. I need you help.” She says and I become giddy. The Mother’s Revenge are assassins and helped us get Rebel back. The Mother’s Revenge are fucking legends in both my world and the world of the MC.

Tension and quiet resolve were mixed together to create an electrifying atmosphere in the Blackwoods' safe house. They had briefly prevailed due to the commotion in Istanbul, but the devastation of Chimaera wasn't the decisive blow they had hoped for. His menacing final remarks hung over the room, and the Architect had slipped through their grasp.

In fact, most of the Shinto shrines equipped with guardians have been original! And from tigers to horses to wild boars, you can find plenty of unusual statues at the torii entrance. Like Tokyo's Hie-jinja Shrine (Nagatachō), for example, which chose an unusual animal as its guardian: the monkey! In total there are seven races and we are about to finish the fifth race. Admitted the sevenfold nature of man, each of its principals is related to a plane, a planet and a race. Human races are born from one another, they grow, develop, age and die. The subraces follow the same rule. Each Mother-Race, with its corresponding sub-races and innumerable subdivisions into families and tribes, is entire

I asked, keeping my voice low and the soft jazz drifting from the speakers ensured no one could overhear. Ashley nodded, leaning forward slightly, her fingers tapping lightly on the edge of a leather-bound notebook. “I’ve gone over the list again. Everyone’s vetted. They’re ready to start working next week.” I reached for the glass bottle of water already waiting for me. “Good. Let’s run through it one more time. I don’t want any surprises.” I replied, sipping through.

"Weren't you so good at toughing it out earlier? So full of justice—even claiming to be Ms. Spencer herself. How ridiculous!" "Hurry up and admit you're just lying! If not, I'll leave you to drown here!" I did not give in to them. I had died once in my past life—I wasn't afraid to die again. Once Mark regained consciousness, he would tell Eric everything. So I wasn't worried about Eric not knowing how I died. He would avenge me then, and I could die knowing it was worth it. A hand yanked my hair, pulling me out of the water. I coughed violently, struggling to catch my breath, when I heard Jared's icy tone from above me.

"Ava, I want to make sure I understand your goals. You're not just looking to repair the damage, but to change your appearance entirely?" I nodded, tears almost dropping from my eyes. "Yes, Doctor. I want to look different. I want a new face, a new identity." Lucas's grip on my hand tightened, his expression concerned. "Maya, are you sure? This is a permanent decision." My mind was made up and would never waver. "I'm positive, Lucas. I want to leave the past behind and start anew. A new face will give me the freedom to do that." This new face will give me the ability and power to take my revenge on the whole Blackwood family.