Renegade Naruto Novels & Stories

It was at times like this she wanted to run away and be free. "Are you thinking about our decision?" Kunata's voice broke through her thought and she looked up to stare at him. He was carefully biting into his meat, even when his warm brown eyes were fixed on her. "I don't like it too but I think that's the best we can do." Kunata continued. "When our warriors are properly healed, we can plan another war." "And you think that will work? If we become a sub pack, then the Moon Stone warriors will surround us to ensure we obey every order." Alpha Velvet countered as she stabbed the piece of meat on her plate with her fork.

Hiding behind a boulder, I pulled up the feed on my phone. Soon, two rough voices crackled through. The kidnappers had arrived. "It's dark in there. Are they asleep? Let's grab the girl and ditch the guy," one said. The other snorted, "Ditch him? The hirer wants her to be humiliated in front of him." "Rich folks play dirty." "Enough pep talk. Let's get the job done." Joakim Dodson, a scar slicing across his nose and jaw, unzipped the tent. I recognized him instantly as one of my tormentors from my past life.

Her little body was shaking. The man's eyes looked at each person in the room. Old people. Young people. Everyone who came to say goodbye to Brock. His men stood behind him. They were big and mean looking. One of them had tattoos on his face. Teardrops under his eyes. "Dead men's debts don't disappear," Scarface said. He was cleaning his fingernails with a knife now. The sound of the blade clicking open and shut made people jump. "They pass to family."

But since we all lived in Jovia, I had to try my best and keep my composure. Lester heard the murmurs too. His expression shifted between anger and shame, feeling a turmoil of emotions inside. Mable still glared at me with the same resentment and twisted expression, as if she wanted to tear into me. Eventually, the commotion died down. It was still early, so Caspian had his men bring me a set of new outfits and even had a stylist redo my makeup. He said he wanted to introduce me to a friend. When I was ready, he led me over and greeted a man whose looks were almost unreal.

"I want 51% controlling shares." "It's all yours," he said with a smile, holding out the ring. "My heart has always been your wholly owned subsidiary." This time, there was no hesitation, doubt, or fear because I knew this wasn't the tragedy of my past life repeating itself. Instead, this was the beginning of my new life. "Deal." I held out my hand as the man who loved me without reservation slid the ring onto my finger. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, wrapping us in its bright, warm embrace. The ghosts of my past life were finally gone, and I was truly reborn.

To my shock, he had brought Nessa too. Her hands and feet were bound, and her mouth was gagged. She was hanging over the cliff. Her eyes were red from crying. The moment she saw us, she started wailing again, and tears streamed down her face. “Whoever deceives me deserves to die!” In the blink of an eye, Harry cut the ropes holding her, leaving no shred of mercy. … This was the so-called true love he had spoken of endlessly. The man before me was not the same Harry I knew in my previous life.

"You're Jason Leigh, right? Human resources informed me that you're only a high school graduate. Do you really understand all this?" "I used to be a mercenary," I corrected him in a calm but clear voice. Tony was taken aback, but he quickly laughed out loud. His laugh was so loud that it echoed throughout the workshop. The people standing next to him laughed along. "What's a mercenary doing here as a stockkeeper? Who would believe you, Leigh?"

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.

Calypso and Cane shift back to human form and they are drenched in crimson red from head to toe. “It’s all yours, big guy.” Cane lets out his hand towards the last rogue standing as if it’s a prize to be won. ”Let ‘er rip.” Cal added with a smirk. Idiots. But it doesn’t mean they’re not right, and I walked over to said rogue. It’s obvious that he’s not looking very confident now that he’s looking at everybody around him torn to pieces. When I take another step forward, it turns around and tries to run away.