Revenant Kung Lao Novels & Stories

The chamber reeked of blood, iron, and venom. Finally, Evander stepped back, chest heaving, claws dripping. His voice thundered across the hall: “Then let every wolf know—the Crest has been hidden, and until it is found, none will sleep. A bounty on it, a bounty on his silence, a bounty on truth itself. And if it costs me the marrow of every traitor’s bones, I will have it.” Theron sagged against his chains, body trembling but spirit unbroken. His defiance, though wordless, was louder than any cry of surrender.

"What do you take me for? Three billion? You think I'm some kind of charity officer?" Rogers glanced around at the people staring, feeling embarrassed. "Then... what's your price?" he asked. "One trillion," Luis said sharply. He knew Rogers could barely come up with that amount, and he was enjoying the subtle mockery. --- Meanwhile, Luis's guard lingered at the counter. He had already secretly paid the barista to slip something into the second drink she was preparing. "Make it quick," he instructed. She rolled her eyes but complied, carefully mixing the substance into the coffee.

“Go on—hit me right here! I’m carrying the Rembrandts’ legitimate heir. “If you’ve got the guts, then hit me!”

Her eyes briefly met his before drifting to the lady standing beside him. The look of recognition was evident in their eyes as they stared at each other in silence. The woman’s expression was frozen in shock as she stared at the woman I was with, wide-eyed. Her lips parted as if to speak, but no words came out. I shifted my gaze from her to the guests with a big smile playing on my lips. “Good day to you, my people. You all might not know me and I totally understand, so I will introduce myself.” “My name is Lucian Reed Gareth, the legitimate son of the late Alpha Reed. I was named after my father, Reed Monroe Gareth.”

She was on a plane. Jezza's eyes snapped open, and panic crashed over her. The cargo hold was dimly lit, filled with shadows that seemed to move and breathe. She wasn't alone. Three other figures lay nearby, all women, all bound with the same plastic restraints, all wearing expressions of dawning horror. "Welcome back, sleeping beauty." The voice came from a woman in her thirties with sharp Mediterranean features. "I'm Velmora Vasquez. My father owns half the oil wells in Venezuela, not that it matters anymore."

She shrugged and got out of the car, taking her bag with her. "So what are we buying?" "These." I handed the list of things we were to buy once I got out too. "Basil, eggs, mascarpone cheese—wait, what is that for?" "Tiramisu." "You're making that?!" "He likes it." "And... what are the mushrooms for?" We got into the store and picked up a cart each. She was planning to buy a few things for her home too. "The appetizer. Stuffed mushrooms." "Damn, I should have just gone for that damn meeting."

Miss Lola said apologetically, then cheerfully. "Number seventeen!" Almost all the in the room chorused and that surprised Miss Lola and the other girls. Sophia felt devastated, what the heck is this?! "Oh no! I'm sorry… but she will go with the first person that paid for the premium package. The others have to pick another number" Miss Lola said in good conduct. "Premium package is worth two million dollars, I will pay four million dollars if you give her to me," One of the men said. "Five million… cash!" another man said, lifting his briefcase to show her that she came fully prepared.

We both smiled at each other, taken back to the day we all met for the first time officially. This was the last thing we needed. The last thing to fit in the puzzle and solve everything. I got what my father wanted for the world to know. This is it. I did it. We all did it. I, Layla Smith, can proudly say that this is the day when my revenge is completed. Xx__xX

She ordered the guards that stood at her room’s door. Taking their nods as a positive response, she slid into her room and stood until she heard the bolts done. She scurried to her bed and fetched her potion of agony book from under her bed. Angrily swiping through and stopped right at her desired page. ‘Potion of agony through deadly rash. Ingredients. Maschi leaves. The victim's body lotion. The devil's beans. Knead the Maschi leaves and source the water. Put in a bowl and stir with all the hate you have in your heart. Beat the devil’s beans to a powder state. Add the devil's powder to the maschi leaves. Then apply to the victim's lotion.’

Their voices brought her back to senses and looked at Angelo and Lulu busy in a heated conversation as he explained the various food they ordered, like always they decided to go for Korean dishes and most of them Lulu only saw them in k-dramas but here she was tasting each "Yup, I love red rice cakes, but I go for kimchi or bibimbap, it's great"Angelo remarked with a smile and Lulu made a puppy face and ate more chicken soup she ordered. Rhea smirked as she glanced to the direction where Mario had gone to and actually figured it out, 'Mario had a small thing for the little lady' how nice she thought and patted herself on the shoulder for being such a brainier