Peh Yan Tokyo Revengers Novels & Stories

The beer in the glass was now empty, and another bottle was open, ready to be poured into that empty glass. "Aiyah! Let's forget the past. Let's only think of happy thoughts, hmm? Happy thoughts!" Reynolds raised his glass for a cheer. "Drink and eat and be merry!" Davi was on the side, listening intently to the director; his heart understood the feeling of being conned and abused. He was once paid half of the agreed wage. As an omega, his strength was inferior compared to that of an alpha, but this did not stop him from taking hard labor jobs.

It would be better if they could recover more quickly, so it wouldn't disrupt the upcoming training schedule. But Jonah shook his head. And Alex got up from the ground. "I don't need a healer," Jonah said stubbornly. He wants to prove his strength. I let him continue practicing with Alex. I stepped out of the arena and was about to look at the other training groups when my gaze locked on two figures. Catrina and Zeke pair up to practice. She uses the blade he gave her to lunge at him. Her attacks were poor. And it made Zeke laugh.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

one tiny problem. The pack has two major sports teams, volleyball- Moonhowlers- and the American football team. The volleyball team isn’t the problem, it’s their captain who happens to be the problem. Percival ‘Percy’ Whitmore. Formerly Tamaki Ren. Ren means lotus... Percy is nothing like a lotus.

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.”

"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.

"My dear pack, your former Luna is broken. She sees enemies in every shadow because she knows she is no longer fit to lead. She wants to spill blood to feel powerful again." Elder Antonius nodded slowly, looking up at me. "The evidence looks grim, Amani. You have the floor, but the Alpha’s patience is thin." The tension was at its breaking point. Gehenna took this opportunity to shriek again. "Help me! She’s going to kill us all! She's already confessed she wants me dead!" Vance lunged toward the steps of the stage, his hand reaching for the heavy silver blade at his hip. "Enough! I'm taking you down myself!"

She paced across the black marble floor with a slow and calculated grace while she inspected my ruined appearance. "You really thought you could orchestrate a fake assassination attempt in the gardens and get away with it?" Rhea asked in a quiet and mocking tone. I stared at her in shock because her accusation sounded absolutely insane to my ears. "I did not orchestrate anything and that cultist actually tried to kill me out there," I defended myself and took a cautious step backward. "Do not play dumb with me because I know exactly how ambitious your desperate father is," Rhea sneered and pointed the tip of the dagger toward my face.

The four other humans that had been standing behind Peter had been trying their best to stay out of the argument. Peter walked over to the first member of the group. A Japanese man with a light skin tone, around 5'11" with short black hair and brown eyes, who was wearing a black gi with the hood pulled down. "This is Sabumaru, we all call him Sabu for short. Sabu this is the brand new recruit that has literally just been reborn, Elijah." 'How long has it been since I was called a new recruit?' Elijah thought extending a hand to Sabu while giving a friendly "Hey." Sabu didn't reciprocate the greeting but did give a quick firm handshake.