Novel & Cerita Akkun Tokyo Revengers

"You need to be careful, I don't think it will be easy to mess up with him." "I know. I need to play with his pride first.." "I know that you're trying your best for this revenge but please don't get hurt in the process. I rather have you just kill them right away instead of playing with their emotions." "It won't be fair, Wilson. For years, Rector Reyes tortured my parents. I won't let him die easily, he needs to experience the pain first then I will kill him with my own hands." I said in a cold tone. "How about Alan? He doesn't know a thing about this, so why attacking him?"

They simply return. "GO BACK, ADVIKA, OR I'LL BEAT YOU TO A PULP!" Zuber roars, his voice echoing through the room. I ignore him. "I'M NOT GOING BACK!" I scream, tears streaming down my face. "Leave him alone! Don't kill him... please..." My voice cracks as I beg desperately. "Please... I'm begging you..." But he doesn't listen. He didn't listen. He only smiles. I scream hard I gasp sharply, snapping back to reality.

*** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots. "Fix your guns!" Mrs Smith ordered and they all picked their guns and started arranging it. When they were done, they got it ready to shoot at all the fruits tied high up in front of them. "If you miss the fruit in front of you, no more mission for you!" Mrs Smith said. "Now shoot!" She commanded. They all raised their guns, aimed at the fruits and shot at the fruits at the same time. Skyler's bullet hit the wall and didn't touch his fruit. "Skyler is off the mission!" She said sternly.

In the parking lot in Francesca’s car away from prying eyes, Tamara brought her knees up to her chest and let the tears flow. She could see Francesca didn’t understand but the woman didn’t push. She just gently rubbed Tamara’s back as Tamara cried. Flashbacks of a year ago rushed through her brain. Why did she feel this way? They had wronged her! Tried to kill her! And yet her revenge journey felt like it was taking away pieces of her soul. “Want me to take you home?” Francesca eventually asked as Tamara stopped crying and silently stared out the car window. “No,” Tamara shook her head. “Let’s go see her,”

The sympathy Camille felt a moment ago was long gone. Warriors came closer in case anyone would like to attack their Queen. - I can see you are doing great. - Camille smirked. Her words made a few witches hiss, but she did not bother to look at them. - You had your fair share in bringing us to this state. - The witch who spoke about revenge looked at her. - I am sorry, but who are you? - Camille glanced at her with curiosity. This one could be the most dangerous. - Callista. - There was a short answer.

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️ KAI of the Keepers) - Written by Authoress Marygold_slessor - 📌Do No Copy/plagiarise📌 Chapter Nineteen (19)

Mia stammered. Instead of an answer, a sudden crash of thunder split the sky. Lightning flashed, and for a brief second she caught a clear glimpse of him. He was wearing something over his face, like the protective masks welders used to shield themselves from flying sparks. His entire outfit was black, and in his hands he carried a massive weapon… the kind you only ever saw in movies. He definitely wasn’t Axel. "Come with me," the mechanical voice said, "if you don’t want things to end badly."

He didn't want to risk hurting the crown Prince and probably loosing his hand. Tok made sure the man was distracted, then slyly tripped him. He landed on his back holding up his wooden shield to protect himself. Tok began battering the shield, laughing at the man's cries for mercy. "Get up and fight you old vampire." Tok laughed. The guards and servants watched, too frightened to do anything. They were used to Toks cruelty and hated him for it. Roydo had butterflies in his stomach as he watched the brutal scene unfold. Then the shield broke and laughing wickedly, Tok raised the sword to continue the attack on the unprotected man. Roydo felt it had gone too far.

"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.

It's a weapon. "Where's our agenda list, my lovely Brielle?" Bane asked. And as a good host, I hopped into my bed and pulled out a book from under the pillow. It was my to-do list. "Agenda number one, be the dummy and receive all bullying." "Check, " Bane answered. I checked that of course, with a smirk across my face. "Agenda number two, still be the dummy, start a fire, and play the victim. "