Novel & Cerita Chōji Tokyo Revengers

“Okay…” I won’t sit back. I won’t sit still and let them do whatever they want and use me for their pleasure and in the end throw me away. ‘That’s it, I will hit where it hurts the most too.’ If one wants revenge and the other seeks extortion, fine then I will play a game of love with them. I will use the thing they died for against them- affection. Those love-deprived ones would die for it. ‘I helped you over and over again but you, Roy, you would pay for not being there for me.’

And plenty of time to regret it. This was the perfect revenge I had prepared for all of them.

*Chibi = small When he said that, Kim Jae headed for a sports motorbike parked not far from them. Hmm ... there was such an adorable call earlier. Kim Jae deliberately called Kenkyo as 'Chibi'. There was no time, the five bandits were getting closer to them. Kim Jae is not interested in fighting right now. After all, he was with Kenkyo at the moment, it would be dangerous for this woman to act like a hero. We don't know whose motorcycle it is, the most important thing for Kim Jae right now is to run away from the bandits.

She watched Francesca take in the revenge board with sticky notes and pictures and pins and colored threads, drawing the plan together. The floor of the room was littered with newspaper clippings about David and Chelsea Windsor. “I knew you were psycho but I didn’t expect this,” Francesca chuckled in surprise as she stepped into the room and stared in shock at the revenge board. “Get used to it,” Chelsea hissed as she sank onto the bed in the room and watched Francesca warily. “My end result is to destroy them, but for now I’ll settle for sending them to jail. Starting with that bitch Chelsea,”

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.

she said and I nodded slowly affirmatively, she nodded firmly and continued, “I finally found the site of construction you asked me to look into , it has been completely renovated and it doesn’t look anything like the picture you sent, also I realized it wasn’t done by DMW,” She said giving me report of the things I’ve asked her to find out about, I slowly reclined in my chair and nodded slowly. “Which company did the renovation?,” “Kings&ko group,” she replied, my eyes dimmed as I slowly pushed my chair backwards and got up to my feet, I gently walked towards my shelf and drew out a file there before walking back to my table.

Someone. Dad's eyes are still wide open, emotionless. The entire incident comes flooding back to me all at once, and I slump to the ground, the newfound energy getting zapped out of me all at once. "*We must get revenge,*" the Angry Voice in my head says, and I nod, still tired, but happy at the fact that she hasn't lost her anger mode due to my fatigue. "Let me lend you some of my strength, young one," the voice says again, and I blink. "I'm sorry, wha-"

Kenzo emphasized the words 'can and cannot' because he felt Jess was being a bit too much. "Fine," Jess closed her eyes for a moment. "So what do you want then?" "To say thank you," Kenzo said plainly. That was indeed what he wanted to say specially and personally to the girl he considered a bit strange. Although she looked a bit different from the first time Clara introduced him to Jesslyn Rasopati. Wearing a loose white t-shirt tucked into calf-length wide-legged jeans, not to mention the eye-catching turquoise sneakers that matched the color of her watch strap and the small bag she carried.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

Rayden replied, his tone flat. Valerius swallowed harshly, suppressing the sting from that answer. With a reluctant motion, he extended a small ice token engraved with the clan’s snowflower emblem. “This will prove that you come in our name,” he said, his eyes unable to meet Rayden’s directly. He paused, as if struggling with his final words. “Don’t disgrace it.” Rayden took the token. It felt cold in his hand, cold as their relationship. “I’ll bring it back,” Rayden said, “Along with the Flame of Life.”