روايات وقصص ضمن Naoto Tokyo Revengers

Elias shouted her name. Julius turned sharply. Lucinda screamed. Sheraphina froze — But something strange happened. Before Riker can pull the trigger— A second shadowy force enters the warehouse. Not Vale. Not Trent. Not Marcellus. Another family. A fourth power. One long forgotten. One long whispered about. The Adrastus Family. Their symbol glinted on the man’s lapel as he stepped between Sheraphina and the bullet’s path. He raises a gloved hand.

Rhea sneered and pointed the tip of the dagger toward my face. "Galen Asteri is drowning in debt so he ordered you to hire a street thug to stage an attack." "He wanted you to play the damsel in distress so my son would swoop in and claim you out of a misplaced sense of duty." Odetta whimpered from the velvet chair and covered her face with her trembling hands to muffle her sobs. "You are out of your mind if you think we have the money to hire Crimson Eclipse assassins," I argued back and gripped the candlestick tighter.

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"

Arthur said. "Yes, that's right, let's have dinner first and then focus on discussing the wedding arrangements for the two of them," Elder Jhonas replied in support of Arthur. Elder Jhonas really liked Camille's beauty and polite demeanor, and in his opinion, Arthur was not wrong. Elder Jhonas has the ability to see into the future, although sometimes some of the results of his visions are limited, he can see in Camille's eyes that Camille will one day become a victorious and hard-to-conquer Luna.

His rough features, hooded eyes, and a scar slicing across his jawline—all unmistakable. Finally, a guard opens the gate, and a group of recently released inmates shuffles out, each heading in different directions. I glance down at my phone, comparing the image with the faces in the crowd. Then I see him—a lean figure in a black T-shirt and loose, worn-out trousers, his posture relaxed but guarded. He’s the last one out, his gaze flicking around as he takes in his surroundings. “Davis Noah,” I call, stepping out of my car and moving toward him.

had several questions to ask but wanted to let it all lie low while I focused on the future and how to get my revenge on those who had killed me. I was sure not going to let it slide. I wanted to know exactly how I was reborn, but it seemed as though River kept going back and forth whenever I asked him that particular question, so I decided to let it slide. River was either keeping the information from me or didn't know either from the surprise I saw in his eyes when I walked in. I shook my head and made up my mind that my revenge would come first. Our conversation continued, and as we spoke, I found myself slowly letting go of my old grudges. I realized that, in this new life, we could be

"Weren't you so good at toughing it out earlier? So full of justice—even claiming to be Ms. Spencer herself. How ridiculous!" "Hurry up and admit you're just lying! If not, I'll leave you to drown here!" I did not give in to them. I had died once in my past life—I wasn't afraid to die again. Once Mark regained consciousness, he would tell Eric everything. So I wasn't worried about Eric not knowing how I died. He would avenge me then, and I could die knowing it was worth it. A hand yanked my hair, pulling me out of the water. I coughed violently, struggling to catch my breath, when I heard Jared's icy tone from above me.