Emma Tokyo Revengers Novels & Stories

Ema said quietly as she faded into the flow of the city. "Because when I'm done," she said with a stiff upper lip, "you'll wish you'd never left the comparative safety of the pack." That was the promise in her thoughts, and with it, Ema vanished in the crowd, one anonymous among many. But, unlike the naïve people around her, she acted with precise aim, with a burning desire for vengeance that would transform everything as it was known. The war was on, and Ema would not stop or pause until he had Amelia's head for all the indignity, failure, and humiliation she had caused him.

I groaned and tiredly went back to the waiting area. "Cassy, why are you here?" I looked up when I heard a familiar voice and let out a relieved sigh when I saw Adrian. "Good afternoon, sir." The receptionist greeted him. "Why she's here and not at the CEO's office?" "She doesn't have an appointment, sir." The woman reasoned out. "Did you inform Mr. Romero of her arrival?" "No, sir, because Mr. Romero didn't tell me he is expecting a woman named Cassandra Revira." Adrian groaned.

He didn’t let out even the deepest emotion. “I can’t let a weakling like you be my Luna. To keep it clear to you, the one who is going to be my Luna is none other than my one and only Barbra Baker, the strongest lady in the pack," he let out, shoving my hand once more and moving towards my sworn enemy, Barbra. Barbra and I have never had anything in common since we met, and we were always in a surge of anger upon meeting each other. Her power level was far greater than anything I had ever had. I was just a weak omega that no one wanted. What else? I became a homeroom teacher for the little ones while she became a model and a fierce hunter.

POV EMMA BELLE The air around the pier didn't hum; it sighed. The Elder-Emma walked toward us, her feet silent on the black stone. She didn't carry the Void-Blade; she carried a simple staff made of weathered driftwood. When her eyes—amber, clear, and devoid of violet static—met mine, I felt a shock of recognition that nearly buckled my knees. It wasn't the "Mirror-Ideal" of the Architect; it was the Consequence.

At all the lives Torres is about to end. She makes her choice. Emma runs. Straight at Torres. Enhanced speed kicking in. Faster than she's ever moved. The guards react. Too slow. Emma reaches Torres. Tackles him away from the terminal. They crash to the floor. Torres fights back. He's enhanced too. Stronger than she expected. They roll. Punch. Claw. Emma's hands find his throat. Squeeze. "Stop the countdown," she gasps. "Now." Torres smiles. Blood on his teeth. "Too late. It's already started. Ten minutes. Then this whole place becomes a crater. And you. Me. Everyone. We all die together."

Emma asked, waggling her eyebrows at him. Liam was confused at first, but then he understood what she meant. “Hey, don't be so dirty-minded,” Liam laughed. “I was talking about normal toys like this,” He said, raising the toy revolver in his hand. “You're the one who's being dirty-minded, I never said anything about vibrators or other sex toys,” Emma uttered and bit her bottom lip. Liam burst into a round of laughter, he was enjoying her mood change. He wished that they would be this happy every time.

Carter tried to refuse, but he couldn't win a fight against an amnesiac Luna—not while I stared him down with red-rimmed eyes and a trembling lip. "Are you scared to void it because you’re worried you won’t want me afterward?" I challenged, my voice dripping with hurt. "You liar. You fraud." Carter’s resolve collapsed. "That’s not it at all. Fine. We’ll void it and start fresh. One new ceremony, done right." The wolves watching from the corridor whispered, labeling me a difficult, unreasonable Omega. I let them. Carter had to play the part of the devoted mate. "She’s my Luna," he told them, looking smug. "Of course I’ll accommodate her."

He handed the phone back and I nearly fainted in relief when the screen was dark. Taking a subtle breath, I assessed him closer. Tall and broad-shouldered, with an air of quiet confidence. But it was the distinctive black mask covering the top half of his face that gave away his identity. Beta Conan, Brad's second-in-command. Really? Is my luck this shitty? Running into the very person I had to avoid on my first day? I tried to keep my tone light despite my pounding heart. "No harm done. I'm still getting familiar with the grounds." I extended a hand. "Dr. Jade Wolfe."

"No Antonov! I can never let my baby go, and I don't think she can too seeing she came back to me" "That girl in there is not Scarlet" "It's her. You didn't see her eyes or the way her finger clutched onto my dress even when she was barely alive. She recognized me, Antonov. The sea took her from me, and it's brought her back to me. She has to live this time. I will not allow her to die". "That is not Scarlet, Elde. You need to come to your senses. I took care of Scarlet all my life... "

She gently lifted her gaze from the staircase and turned to look at me, “That’s not in your place to tell her, go and talk to her, you shouldn’t be fighting at a time like this!” She said patting my shoulders lightly. *FLASHBACK* “Happy Birthday to you, Happy birthday to you,” “Come on, Make a wish and blow your candles!” “Come back here Damon, you must make a wish this year, you’re too care free, don’t be such a buzzkill” “But I have everything I need, there’s nothing more to wish for!”