Novel & Cerita Brahman Tokyo Revengers

They were old, faded to silver against his tanned skin, but they were unmistakable. Evidence of some past trauma. Some terrible injury or torture that he'd survived. "My name is Bastian," he said, his voice different without the mask muffling it, deeper and more intimate. "And I want you to understand something, Lyra. You are not my prisoner. You are not my possession. You are a person seeking asylum, and I am honor-bound to protect you."

had several questions to ask but wanted to let it all lie low while I focused on the future and how to get my revenge on those who had killed me. I was sure not going to let it slide. I wanted to know exactly how I was reborn, but it seemed as though River kept going back and forth whenever I asked him that particular question, so I decided to let it slide. River was either keeping the information from me or didn't know either from the surprise I saw in his eyes when I walked in. I shook my head and made up my mind that my revenge would come first. Our conversation continued, and as we spoke, I found myself slowly letting go of my old grudges. I realized that, in this new life, we could be

Julia maa said, however hearing Julia maa words a sudden memory flashed in front of Ravan’s eyes Start of Flashback “Ravan…. See this, it’s so beautiful…. I want to see you wearing this pitch black colored sherwani (Indian traditional outfit for men’s special designed for wedding functions)” Reva said Reva said as she hold a black colored designer sherwani in front of Ravan “This color suit your super dark personality Ravan” Reva added showing all her teeth’s when “Reva…. Hmm.. I have to go out for sometime… it’s..” Ravan was saying something when Reva shuts him in between “NOW..? RAVAN….. For god sake we are getting married today… and.. And you want to leave now…. What is it so important t

But then I don't even know where I am. While I was stuck in my head. I had been picked up, to my feet and held by the two who caught me. I assumed they were guards of some sort or they could be soldiers. What they were wearing looked very uniform. Each had some kind of white linen on or at least it looked this way as I could see pieces of white cloth poking out from under the leather armour that they had covering their chest. Apart from that, their legs and arms had very little on except for some bracers and greaves. The bracers made of leather, the greaves however seemed to be metallic, what sort of metal I wasn’t sure though as it was a dull black colour. The only reason I knew it was meta

“What martial arts is this?!” Alex shook his head. “I understand that you want revenge! But, it’s the father’s fault for not teaching his son. You should know better than me what kind of person your son was! Take the coffins back, and I’ll treat that you Lomaxes have never been here. How about it?” “F*ck off!” Brayden roared, drawing his fist back to launch another punch! Unfortunately, he was stopped once again by Alex’s Brahma’s Supreme Touch. He frowned and shouted, “Justin Melvis, do you still not want to tell the truth?!”

Shanaya replied. "Brother I like him." Shanaya once again murmured. And then she uses her weapon which is tears. She is already on verge of crying when she sees them fighting. So it can be said that her tears are unintentional. "Don't cry. I am Sorry. I scared you" Vikram said while pulling her in his arms. "Brother he is very nice. Please don't object me" Shanaya said very pitifully. "I wanted to talk with him alone," Vikram said while patting her head.

And if she ever heals,that healing too will come from my hands. Whatever fate gives her pain, shelter, rage, ruin, or relief it will reach her only through me. Because if she belongs to anything in this world, it's me . Suddenly, my phone rang. I stirred from the bed, reached for it, and answered the call. "Hello," I said, my voice cold. "Aviraj, we traced last night's attack. We know who came after you and bhabhi." Tapish.My shadow. My weapon. My brother in everything but blood.My right hand. The only one who ever dared to call me by my name instead of sir or boss.

"You slut! What makes you think you're worthy of meeting our chairman? "Since you broke a guest's belongings, it's perfectly justified for us to hand you over to the police. Looking at you, even selling you off wouldn't cover the cost." As the group's actions grew more outrageous by the second, I forced my anger down and calmly said, "It's just a bracelet. Worst case, I'll pay for it, so is there a need for you to be so aggressive?" "Pay? You're a bar singer, or in other words, a bar girl. How would you do that? With that pretty face, or some other part of you?"

He simply lifts one hand— —and Riker collapsed as if pulled by invisible wires. Not killed. Not unconscious. Pinned. Like a bug under a thumb. Elias watched carefully. “That’s not supernatural. It’s tech. Adrastus-grade.” Julius muttered, “You say that as if it makes it less terrifying…” Sheraphina’s voice trembled as she speaks to the man. “Don’t kill him.” Everyone froze. Even the warehouse seemed to blink in confusion. Sheraphina stepped forward, placing herself between the assassin and the captive criminal.

Bella Morgan I walked into the ballroom with my heart beating so fast. I'm more than ready to start my revenge even though I'm a little nervous but I love the thrilling feeling. I walked through the crowd to find my target. Alan Reyes He's the one and only son of Rector Reyes. He's currently the one who control Reyes Oil. Rector is still working but he will only interact with important people that he's close with. I took a glass of champagne and started to listen to the event. I have my eyes roamed around sometimes to look for Alan. When I landed my eyes on my target, I walked slowly as I greeted some people. I was standing alone as I tried to listen to the on-going event.