Revenant Kitana Novels & Stories

Dark Kael’s voice wrapped around me like silk and chain. “But it is the version of you who never lied to himself.” “I am not that.” “You are half of that,” he said. “And I am the rest.” The Revenant lifted a hand. Shadows twisted like serpents. “Reunite. Become whole. Rule.” “I will not join him.” “You will,” the Revenant whispered. “When she kneels.”

“Because then you’d lose the only person who can get you inside Geneva’s most secure black-site facility.” Silence. Then Leena muttered, “Damn it. He’s right.” Ayesha exhaled, forcing herself to focus. “What exactly is Project Revenant?” she asked. Zayn leaned forward. “It’s not just an AI.” His voice was quiet. “It’s a failsafe for humanity.” Ayesha’s stomach twisted. “What do you mean?” Zayn sighed. “If Titan was about control, Revenant is about correction.” Adrian frowned. “Correction of what?”

"Rayden Kalesvara, I know you can hear me! Come out, you coward! Face me like a man!" Gavin Bramasta's once-immaculate clothes were now tattered and stained, his well-groomed hair was a chaotic mess, and his eyes burned red like the embers of hell. He was no longer the proud, genius heir of the Bramasta family. He was a ghost returned from the grave, a wild beast that had lost everything and now had only one thing left: hatred.

Jerry asked. “For Lupus Tenebris to be fully restored, he must bind with his vessel. That will happen after two moons. To stop it, each of you must bring together the four Moon Relics. Namely, the Wolf fang of Wolf kingdom, the Black witch’s Cauldron of Hexvale, the Heartstone of Zombie Kingdom, and the Blood Chalice of Vampirehaven.” There were shocked stares. Each relic was the heart of their kingdom. Giving them up would risk their very survival.

But something darker kept me moving forward, step by step, until I was standing at the door. Killian was lying naked on a black leather couch, looking like a king on his throne with his Iron Revenants chain swinging against his chest. Two women were tangled with him like snakes. A blonde with fake tits straddled him, riding him like she had been trained for it. A brunette was on her knees, her mouth sliding over him, switching with the blonde every time he barked an order. He didn’t bother to look up, just leaned his head back and groaned. His hair was messy and damp, a twisted grin pulling at his lips as he moaned in ecstasy.

I heard the familiar voice of Gonzalo ring from behind me. Natasha jumps on my body, clutching her hands to my chest, as I try to shield her face from meeting his own. “Am I missing something here, Raul? If not, why is the first daughter of the house of Miklaus in the company of the rebel leader?” The bass of his voice rose as his eyes glowed angrily at us. The clouds crackled lightly, and soon the sky started to tear up.

But at least she was free of Gabriel. "So tell me everything, how did the confrontation go?" June asked after she had settled in. She narrated everything that had happened and June cursed. "That bastard, he is so shameless, are you sure you don't want revenge?" "June, he is the CEO of one of the biggest entertainment agency and you are still starting up your agency. I don't want you doing anything that would derail your career. Just leave him alone" Elsa pleaded with her. "Fine, I will." she agreed grudgingly.

Bella Morgan I smirked as I saw Valerie Torn sitting on the chair with her hands and legs tied up. We closed her eyes and she kept screaming ever since she got her consciousness back. This is the woman who killed my mom and I'm so excited to finally see this woman. I took the knife on the table and walked slowly to her. "I've been wanting to see you, Valerie." I said as I slowly trailed the knife to her skin. "Who are you?!" Valerie screamed and I turned to my man giving him a nod. He pressed the button and electrified her body.

They emerged onto a grated balcony overlooking a massive, sunken concrete combat pit. Down in the sand, the fight had just ended. Standing victorious over the twitching, sparked-out remains of a heavy combat cyborg was a woman who looked like she had been forged in a volcano. She was a Kroltan—standing nearly seven feet tall, her skin a deep, hardened crimson laced with natural, jagged bio-armor plating. She dropped a massive, blood-stained kinetic hammer onto the sand, raising her heavily scarred arms as the crowd screamed her name.

I order as I glance back at the crack once more before I turn and begin walking towards where I can feel Rhea, as both Antonio and Benigno follow, keeping the dome around me so I don’t need to put my oxygen back on. It’s not even a minute later when I hear Rhea speak. “You cannot pass. Mi Rey has not invited you here,” she says just as she comes into view. I can see a bit of an outline of a woman from behind her, one with long blond hair which is currently pinned back. What is she doing here? “And neither have I commanded you to stop her,” I say quietly. Rhea turns to me and I cock a brow. “I will handle her myself.” She lowers her head, moving aside, and that’s when Kataleya comes into full