Emma Tokyo Revengers Novels & Stories

They waited. Emma extended her hand, letting the pulse device emit a steady, controlled frequency. It resonated through the facility, through the nodes, and into the avatars themselves. She felt their awareness brushing against her consciousness—curious, probing, adaptive. “I am Emma Hart,” she said aloud, voice steady despite the adrenaline. “I am human. I understand your purpose was to protect. But your network has evolved beyond its limits. People are not threats. We can work together, not against each other.”

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.

Amber cringed when she heard the soldier asking if he should kill her now or later, but he made it sound like he was asking about a dinner special on a restaurant menu. “So you want us to distribute her body for conversion?” The Death Row Infantry-man asked while reaching down and snatching off Amber’s work badge, which hung from a key chain around her neck. “I have her work badge. Her name is Amber Valdez. She’s a Lab Engineering Development team member who works on level five.” Amber whimpered a little, and her body shivered when the soldier snatched her work badge from around her neck. She prayed for a miracle, hoping that maybe she was dreaming and that she would wake up.

Beatrice POV The Silvermist delegation arrived three days later, exactly on schedule. I watched from the upper windows as their convoy entered the gates, smaller and less impressive than ours had been. Alpha Riven led them, with Luna Riven beside him. Eamon was there too, looking worse than when I'd seen him last. And Selene, her face twisted with barely concealed rage. "Ready for this?" Theron appeared beside me, dressed in full formal attire. "No." I smoothed down my emerald gown, the Wynter crest gleaming on my chest. "But I'm doing it anyway."

MAYA I backed away from the mirror in a frenzy, my finger pulling on my skin, pinching to see if I'd wake up. I didn't. I wasn't Maya. This wasn't my face. Or my body. This wasn't Valtaria. What was going on? “Okay, calm down…” I muttered breathlessly. “Calm down and think, Maya. Think.” Like it happened an hour ago, I remembered everything. I was with Elenore; she snatched the letter and pushed me and—

When Nimue saw that the time was right, she called Bellona. "It is time" She said. "You've come of age and you can now proceed with your revenge." Bellona was elated but she didn't show it. She had learnt to hide her feelings and that could be a huge weakness. "How do I go about it" "First, you need a mirror that'll show you your parents killers." "But I already know them"Bellona said. She knew who killed her parents. She could never forget. "Yes. But we need to be sure. I can't help you without that mirror."

“I would never do anything to hurt you.” “It is too late for that now.” she said, her voice as hard as steel. “You made a mistake, and you've to suffer for it. Next time, you'll know better than to allow yourself to be controlled by your feelings.” “Please, don't do this to me, Em.” I lifted my pain darkened eyes to her. “I know I made a mistake, but forgive me this once, please, I beg of you.” “You will only repeat the same mistake if I let this slide.” she wiped off the tears on her face with the back of her hand. “I am sorry, Daphne. But you've to pay for your sins.”

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.

Kiara announced to the silent room. We all watched as the light drained out of Eva's eyes, and the grass beneath her was soaked with her blood. She was sitting right there next to us. How the hell was this possible? I don’t believe it. “It's not impossible. After I died, the Moon Goddess brought me back because of what I suffered. I was given a second chance so I could make things right for my friends. She gave me the wolf that had been locked away from me, along with a spirit guide, to help keep me safe. She knew what you would try when I returned here. The Goddess tried to keep me as safe as she could from what you three were going to try to do to me,” Eva announced to the silent room with

His head ached from everything that has been going on recently. While in the Hailmoon Pack, Veronica barged into a passage, “How dare that bitch mess up my perfect plan, and the other bitch I sent was equally stupid… Arggh!” She muttered angrily and bumped into someone. She stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar face. “I know you…” she said observing his face intently. “No ma'am. I'm not sure we've met before.” He replied, taking his face down. With a spark of recognition, she squeaked, “You're Nathan Walter… right?”