Hajime Tokyo Revengers 소설 & 이야기

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-"

Not now. As I reached my room and closed the door behind me, I allowed a small, bitter smile to play on my lips. They didn't know the truth yet, but they would when I started biting them like bees. All of them would pay for what they did. Being transferred back in time had given me a second chance, and I intended to use it to exact the revenge they all deserved. This time, they would all face the consequences.

Ashley grabbed a glass of cocktail from a waiter and raised it to the air before drowning it all in his throat. “Also, we have a very special somebody in our midst. Give it up for the newest member of the Crescent Moon Pack, Amanda Martinez,” he added. I wanted to run away and leave him hanging, but luck wasn’t on my side. The lighting engineer had pushed the spotlight towards me, identifying me as the newest member.

We were just outside the conference room when a voice called out. “Alpha Orion?” I turned, my brows furrowing as I took in the man standing a few feet away. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with the same commanding aura I recognized in seasoned Alphas. Something about him felt familiar, yet distant—like a name I should know but couldn’t quite recall. He smirked slightly. “You don’t remember me, do you?” I squared my shoulders. “And you are?” “Draven,” he said smoothly. “Alpha Draven. Alpha of Emberfang Pack.”

Jess returned to the room that had become her private sanctuary. After the silly hug Kenzo gave near the garden, she quickly let go. She chose to flee like a teenage girl who had fallen in love for the first time. The unfortunate part was that Jess stiffened because the hug turned out to be warmer than she remembered. There was a ton of desire in her to reciprocate Kenzo's embrace, to share an unspoken feeling, but... no. Jess didn't want to do that.

Guevarra’s liposuction. “Welcome back, Ginger,” Dr. Guevarra said with a smile on her face. “Are you ready to remove your bandage and see the result of your new appearance?” “Finally! I get to see the new me literally,” Ginger said. “And Ginger had already died three months ago. It’s Lucy Solace now.” “Well, that’s a nice name, Lucy,” Dr Guevarra said while gently removing Ginger’s bandage, and once removed, she handed over a mirror to Ginger.

In the parking lot in Francesca’s car away from prying eyes, Tamara brought her knees up to her chest and let the tears flow. She could see Francesca didn’t understand but the woman didn’t push. She just gently rubbed Tamara’s back as Tamara cried. Flashbacks of a year ago rushed through her brain. Why did she feel this way? They had wronged her! Tried to kill her! And yet her revenge journey felt like it was taking away pieces of her soul. “Want me to take you home?” Francesca eventually asked as Tamara stopped crying and silently stared out the car window. “No,” Tamara shook her head. “Let’s go see her,”

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.

I just started praying that if there was a next life, I wanted to be the one to end him in it. Tori and Keefe were both silent. They weren’t going to beg for their lives. We were past the point of no return. I watched in horror as two of the warriors held them down, while the other two warriors' hands changed into claws. The warriors were smirking at me, watching me silently cry for the only people who had loved me enough to try to rescue me. The warriors bent over and dug their claws right into their carotid arteries.

He signaled for him to come over. Upon hearing that, Nina halted her movements. Her hand had frozen mid-wipe. "Isn't Calvin supposed to be the heir to Prosperous Group? Why is the heir turned into someone who goes by the last name Smith?" It was many people's first time seeing him, but they could tell that the future heir to Prosperous Group had an undeniable, commanding presence. Callum's youthful appearance belied the maturity and authority in his demeanor. I turned a deaf ear to Nina and looked around the room, noting that Calvin was still nowhere to be seen. It seemed like the show was about to kick off.