Reversal Manga Novels & Stories

“I’ll do it.” Kylan raised an eyebrow, ears flopping. “You sure? Last time you tried a spell on me, I got these glorious appendages.” I smiled despite the heaviness in my chest. “I’m sure.” I took a deep breath, focused on the spell I had cast by mistake, and spoke clearly, “Reversio leporis.” A soft white light enveloped Kylan’s head. The rabbit ears shimmered, shrank, and disappeared completely, replaced by his normal dark hair.

He steps back, wiping his hand with a cloth already stained from earlier rituals. Bella stares at her palm. The blood is already drying, but the feeling remains. A heaviness. A tether. Her powers feel different now—less hers, and more… shared. "What happens now?" she asks, her voice smaller than before. Marlik walks over to a table where old scrolls are laid out. Carefully, he unrolls one. It’s filled with dark markings, drawn in ink that shimmers like oil. "This," he says, pointing to a symbol in the center, "is The Reversal."

Elara screamed. The room exploded in a flash of violet and toxic green. Elara channeled the agony of the original rejection-the heartbreak, the betrayal, and the cold steel of the blade-and sent it screaming back down the line toward the Southern Sector. It was a "Rejection Pulse." In the Southern Sector, a bank of high-tech psychic tanks shattered. In the Great Hall, the milky light faded from the Alphas' eyes. They collapsed, gasping for air, their minds suddenly their own again.

I raised my right hand. SNAP. A pulse of violet mana rippled from my fingers, expanding outward in concentric circles. Not the cold biting magic of the Winter Wand. A delicate weaving force - the Chronos-Reversal for fragments - I'd glimpsed in the forbidden section of the library. Shredded papers on the floor twitched. Like film played in reverse, scraps lifted into air, spinning in a frantic whirlwind of white and ink. They aligned, edges knitting together with the sound of a thousand closing zippers. Books slammed shut, spines mended, pages pristine.

shouted Aurel as she ran towards Venus, who was now face down on the floor with her body transformed back into human form. "Mommy, let's go!" said Aurel as she pulled on Venus' limp arm. "Go," Venus said in a trembling voice. She raised her head slightly to look at her daughter, who was crying loudly while continuing to pull on her right hand. From another direction, the leader of the enemy group, who had transformed back into a human form, walked calmly towards Venus and Aurel. "Tell me where the ring is, and I'll let you go," he said when he arrived right in front of Venus and Aurel.

He watchted them with a smile while his fingers typed the words to his men. 'End them too....' THE END 'REBORN FOR REVENGE ' - SIGNING OFF OFFICIALLY. AUTHOR: Thanks for supporting the story and making it to the end. Love you all and wish you all well on your future. I hope you all will support my other books as well. Bye! See you all soon in another stories!

: "Alpha, don't do this... don't do this for me... making Luna apologize to me publicly... this is too... too humiliating for Luna's position... I don't deserve it... just forget it..." Her seemingly pleading words actually added fuel to the fire, emphasizing "humiliation" and my "position." Her hypocritical "mercy" completely ignited Damien's fury. His gaze locked onto me with cold, controlling desire. Instead of approaching me, he ordered his subordinates: "Bring it in." The heavy side door of the council hall was pushed open. Two Gamma guards dragged in a massive beast cage. Inside, an adult husky that once had glossy fur and bright eyes was now whimpering in terror and weakness.

Mrs Smith called the doctor, he said he can not come out because it's late, but he told them what to do for him to regain consciousness immediately. *** Mr Smith hung up the call and smiled at the valid information he just received. He called his right hand man, Flying dragon and told him to cancel their mission. "Come again, sir?" Flying dragon had wanted him to repeat his words, it's a surprise to him because it is the first time his boss is canceling a mission and smiling. "Wait, you want me to repeat myself? Bounce, big head!" He shunned. "Oh, yes… sorry, sir!" He bowed and ran out.

Disgust and revulsion for herself filled her. Who was she? Tamara turned off the shower and stepped out into the bathroom, staring at the limp reflection in the mirror. The woman stood with her blond curls limp all over her face. Her eyes were red and sunken. She was foreign, the only trace of Elena in her green eyes. Marco had been right about one thing. The revenge plan was eating her soul from the inside out. The mere thought of her best friend had Tamara in another round of sobs. Without thinking of the consequences, she grabbed the bathroom robe and tied it at the waist.

The moment I finished speaking, everyone went completely silent. The beautiful merman blushed with embarrassment. Lyra Pendragon, my younger sister—her mother was my father’s concubine—did not expect me to be so resistant to this merman. She widened her eyes in shock. "Mirella, can’t you see that this merman is seriously injured? Why didn't you offer to help him? I can’t believe you insulted him instead! I know you’re jealous that the white tiger chose me first, but you shouldn't have taken your anger out on this innocent merman! I really didn't expect you to be so cold-blooded!"