Naoto Tokyo Revengers Novels & Stories

They were ready to attack. From her right, Ru watched as Thanatos, dressed in the same cloak as his army, stepped through the trees, accompanied by four other Reapers, faces Ru had seen before. Raven and three others she’d seen at the battle in Reaper’s Hollow. Nat stood in front of all of them, wielding his scythe like a saber. “Rune Ronobes!” he shouted, his face still deformed from the injury his father had inflicted on him. “I command you to step forward now! Join us—or you and all of your friends will die!”

Shadow’s eyebrows shot up. “No one supposed to see them unless, they’re one of us,” Ren finally broke his silence. “When you said one of us, what’s that supposed to mean, Ren? What are you exactly?” Nirvana asked. “Our late Sensei Taiyo called them Reika and Kenshin.” When Ren undid the cufflink on his left wrist, the hair at the back of my neck started standing. He pulled the sleeve up his elbows and showed his glowing tattoos written in Japanese. My guess was they were runes, too. He ran his palm on the runes, causing Zarah and me to gasp. “Now you can see them. These are Fujin and Kazeshi.”

my words got stuck in my throat as the door went open and my eyes met with the figure standing in front of me. “N-Novan,” I stuttered, he didn’t seem normal, he didn’t seem okay, he looked like he had a lot to drink and had the burden of the whole world on his shoulders, ofcourse what was I expecting. Without letting me utter another word, he grabbed me by my neck and pushed me in until my back hit the wall. “What the hell is wrong with you!” I growled struggling with him, his eyes simply tightened around my neck as his eyes reddened with horror.

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️) Chapter eleven (11) Authoress pov 🤍 Jasper already pass out and his friends already rush to him and sprinkling water on him, while Natasha was shouting, going up and down.

She doesn't need that now, it could affect their next mission! "Mum, Phil wouldn't say a thing. I tru_" she was cut off in mid-sentence by her furious Mother. "Oh shut the fuck up! If that boy says anything it would definitely affect our next mission. Idris would know!" Oh this was about Idris? Its still about this Revenge thing. "Mum, if this is about Idris, then I am sorrycause I am done with this damn revenge." Laura spoke out and this time she was serious

Why was I thinking of this? I snapped out of my thoughts when he suddenly grabbed my arms. I got scared thinking he was going to sleep with me. But little did I know that he was trying to get me to talk. What I liked about him was that he has that self-control but he is nothing but a distraction to me. I needed to focus on the reason why I was given the chance to come back to life. To avenge those people that killed me, my parents, and my grandma. Oh, Goddess!

I instantly felt a chill as several whistles sounded around us. Lester's gaze was dark and unfathomable as he looked down at me expressionlessly. Publicly humiliated by his actions, I was utterly enraged. I was just about to slap him when a deep voice came from behind me. "What's going on here?" At the sound of that voice, Lester instantly whipped around and approached the man with an eager smile. "You're here, Uncle Caspian. This bar singer broke the bracelet you gave Mable, so I was just teaching her a lesson…"

My jaw tightened. “Good.” For the first time, the Goddess’s expression shifted — not disapproval. Interest. “You seek revenge.” “I seek balance,” I replied. That was not entirely a lie. She studied me for a long, endless moment. “Very well, Lyra Nightfall. You shall return.” The silver light began to collapse inward, spiraling around me. “But understand this,” the Goddess warned, her voice echoing like thunder through the stars. “Revenge does not heal. It only transforms.”

Reborn for Revenge Last Chapter The hall was packed full of the business world’s elite. The invitation was the most coveted thing as zero cameras were seen in the hall save for the officially approved videographers. The orchestra struck a cord, the double doors swung open and Elena Sanchez began her walk down the aisle. In her right hand she held a bouquet of flowers and her left down was intertwined with a man’s own. Shock rippled through the guests as they recognized the man as Chairman Donatelli.

I could see the gears turning in his mind, as if he was calculating the next move, trying to figure out how he fit into this puzzle of revenge I was laying out. He took a deep breath, his eyes narrowing slightly. “So, since you’ve made up your mind about this revenge thing,” he said, his voice calm, but I could sense the weight behind his words. “Do you have a plan to accomplish it, or are we flying blind here?” I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “I have a plan… sort of,” I admitted, biting my lip. “Before I was reborn, the Moon Goddess told me a few things. She gave me some guidance, a path to follow.”