Emma Tokyo Revengers Novels & Stories

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."

Antonov stepped toward me and grabbed my arms. "And what are you going to do if you go back now... Who will believe your words when you look nothing like Eve Sanchez... There are many ways to get back at those who wronged us Scarlet, but the best way to truly punish is to drag it out and make the culprit wish he or she was dead... I can help you get your revenge if that is what you want, all you have to do in return is live as Elde's daughter and love her as if she's your mother. Will you do it or not"

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!”

Eva answer bringing out eight set of necklace from a case. "I'm traveling soon,it's won't be long anymore" Amelia drop the shell breaking it into pieces. T.B.C

Raising her hand, she caressed his chin with her fingers and whispered near his lips. “Fuck the rules, if you’re ready to stoop this low then be ready to see my game. And trust me you’ll regret your existence because until now a daughter was taking revenge but from today itself, a woman will take revenge.” She sneered in his face and before Damien could understand, she pushed him back and ran away. Damien was startled but soon his senses clicked in when he saw her jump off the balcony. “EMMA!!!” Horrified, Damien rushed outside but tumbled when his feet got entangled in something.

Questions swirled in her mind, a whirlwind of uncertainty and wonder. "What does all this mean? How did I come to be a part of this ancient lineage?" Emma whispered to herself, her voice filled with awe and confusion. Emma Reynolds was, the daughter of Eliza Reynolds and Edgar Reynolds, major guardians of the Moonrise Legacy, unknowingly Emma had inherited her mother's legacy. Tragically, Eliza had lost her life in battle a few weeks after giving birth to Emma. Taking the oath, that he would go wherever his wife went, Edgar took a knife, and stabbed himself to death too.

The sharp clack of her heels against the marble floor echoed loudly, drawing the attention of several employees who turned to look. Her gaze remained fixed straight ahead, as if to declare that she would not stop. Deep inside, Amora was satisfied. Lucy’s face earlier had flushed with humiliation. Yet, for the sake of executing her perfect revenge, she had to keep playing her part. “Elisha, please stop!” Vicktor’s voice grew closer. At last, Amora halted abruptly, forcing Vicktor to pull up short before bumping into her. She spun around, her expression cold, eyes brimming with disappointment as they locked on his.

"Oh, right. Have you shown your mom what Melissa looks like?" I asked. I pulled up a photo of Melissa on my phone and showed it to Emma. "Do you think she looks familiar?" When she saw Melissa's photo, she immediately felt her anger turn into terror. She gripped my phone tightly, unwilling to let it go. "Revenge! It's revenge!" she shrieked. Emma became mad and delirious from that day on, only muttering, "Revenge."

Emma looked up. Her eyes had changed. Just for a second. Silver. Bright silver. Then normal again. The Creator immediately stopped moving. The Observer noticed too. "Impossible." Emma stood slowly. "What am I?" Neither answered. That frightened her. Because these were beings who always had answers. Yet now— Both looked uncertain. The Observer finally spoke. "A relic." The Creator shook her head. "No." The Observer ignored her. "A survivor." "No." "A remnant." The Creator stepped forward. "Stop."