Revan Adalah Novels & Stories

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.

When we get there, I see that the entire place was thoroughly ransacked, even down to overturning Dad's favourite mug. My fists clench. They must pay. All of them. "They must," the voice agrees, and I use the opportunity to enquire of its existence. "I am Kala, your wolf." ***************

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.”

But to think that the two swords of the generals are slain like that, just who the hell are those guys that did that? “Clad, that guy who is the last descendant of the Higgens. Clad Volmar. Connor’s grandson, I knew that one day he would be back to get his revenge, which is why I told you to take his life as soon as possible. This is the result of you neglecting your job! Are you aware of the sin you have committed? ” Slamming the table, Allan was mad. He is so mad that his head is a shade of red. But the two generals remain calm as he turns his anger toward them.

Her mind searched desperately for another name. “There has to be someone else…” But then— She remembered Siya’s devil smile. Her body went cold. “No… no… could it really be Siya…?” That thought alone drained the color from Ritu’s face. She was so lost in her thoughts that she failed to notice what was happening around her. Then— “Gudiya… Gudiya!” Rehan’s voice snapped her back. She flinched. “I’ve been calling you for so long,” Rehan said,

m. Everyone turned their eyes on Mira. She froze for a few seconds before snapping back, “Fine! Yes, I did get a refund! But that’s only because you told me we’re family, and I didn’t need to pay! That’s why I canceled it! “You think showing a refund slip clears your name? Keep dreaming!” She really was stubborn to the very end. Since I had anticipated this, I led them all to the CT operating room. I had deliberately chosen the lunch break so we wouldn’t interfere with normal working hours.

Okay, this was getting difficult. She stared at it for a moment, mouthing it slowly to herself before trying again. "Vishvlod." "Vishvlod Mironov." She said it with sudden, embarrassing confidence like she had nailed it, and even smiled a little, pleased with herself. "And he’s coming in to talk about the cross-border logistics contract. It's been set for 30 minutes." Axel exhaled quietly. This was going to be… something. For both of them. Especially if she kept butchering names like that.

His head ached from everything that has been going on recently. While in the Hailmoon Pack, Veronica barged into a passage, “How dare that bitch mess up my perfect plan, and the other bitch I sent was equally stupid… Arggh!” She muttered angrily and bumped into someone. She stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar face. “I know you…” she said observing his face intently. “No ma'am. I'm not sure we've met before.” He replied, taking his face down. With a spark of recognition, she squeaked, “You're Nathan Walter… right?”

“Which rival? What are you talking about?” “The one from college who dated David first. Um, what’s her name, CHELSEA? Yes, Chelsea. What’s her last name?” Evangelyn asked again with wide eyes. Elena was truly baffled by her sister but she knew exactly who Evangeline was talking about and decided to indulge her. “Rodriguez. Chelsea Rodriguez. Why?” Elena asked curiously as she dropped her phone and stared at her sister. “You might want to take a look at the news,” Evangelyn whispered.

She waved without looking back and walked inside with a wicked smirk already etched onto her face. Inside, her mother was buried under interior design magazines. "Lona! You’re home? Look, I want to re-theme the master bedroom. Revan likes earth tones, so I thought..." "Whatever you want, Mom," Lona interrupted, tossing her bag onto the sofa. "Who even is this Revan guy? Why are you going so overboard for him? You weren't this hyped for the other four." Her mother smiled, her eyes shimmering. "He’s different, Lona. He’s independent, runs his own company, and... oh, you’ll see tomorrow. He’s the most masculine man I’ve ever met. I really hope you two get along."