Souya Tokyo Revengers Novels & Stories

“Your death has shifted the balance. The Bloodmoon Pack will fracture. Their Alpha will weaken. And darkness beyond their borders waits.” I didn’t care about their fate. I cared about mine. “What happens to me?” I asked. “Your soul stands at a crossroads,” she replied. “You may cross into the eternal wilds… or you may return.” My eyes snapped open. “Return?” “Rebirth,” she clarified. “Not as you were. Not the gentle Luna who forgave too easily. You will remember. You will feel. You will carry your rage.” My pulse — impossible as it was — quickened.

This was a revolt. A revolt to address every concern and stories behind each server of the Service Hub. A revolution that will shake the world of the red light district in the heart of Tokyo. "He sucks," Arlert, the blonde boy, insulted the client of Ryuu today. The 18 year old lad had done his service for the day an hour earlier than Ryuu who was a rookie in the place.

“You ok?” “I’m fine, you ready for this?” “I am.” replied Camron, “We need to be careful, we didn’t quite make it to Reiver Territory.” “I know, you did your best son. Let’s see what the Goddess has planned for us, if we live through I will be very much surprised.” “I know, I knew that when I took this mission. It’s been a honour.” said Camron as he held out his hand. The men shook hands and he then crouched into attack position by the boot of the unturned car to protect the relics for as long as he could.

Each potent wave was a reminder of his authority, a stark contrast to the memories of Marius that once tormented her. In the heat of their bodies fighting, Lena found a momentary escape from the tormenting memories of her past. She was consumed by the fire of her desire, the flames of fervor licking her skin as if encouraging her to seize this moment, to drench herself in the satisfaction that was rightfully hers. Each jab was an intentional act of defiance, a sila quiet vow to reclaim what had been taken from her.

- We do not need enemies behind our backs. Charlotte's sight was filled with hatred and disgust. - You call this a choice? - She asked. - That is one option. Another one may be better for you if you will reconsider. I will erase your memory, and you can stay here until everything ends. After that, you will be able to leave. -Marcus replied. - Without memories? What a generous offer. - Kiera giggled with sarcasm. - When all of this is over, I will return your memories. Of course, not all of them, but you will remember who you are and have a chance for a new life. - King Marcus stopped talking and looked at them carefully, waiting for their decision.

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.

The rain had just tapered off, leaving the road a slick, treacherous slurry of wet dirt. I hit the muddy ground hard, my fingers clawing for traction, only to slide back down again and again. Carter didn't move. He sat in the idling SUV, watching my struggle through the window with a face like stone. "See that, Selene?" he called out, his voice dripping with disdain. "Without me, you can't even pull yourself out of the gutter. Go ahead—break the bond and walk away. Tell me, where does an unprotected Omega go in a world like this?"

"Vengeance is one of life's greatest motivators." - K.S Brooks, Lust for Danger * * * * July 2009, Aoyama Cemetery Tohya frowned as he leaned against the bark of the sakura tree with his arms folded, the flower petals of the sakura tree fluttering down to the ground around him. He couldn’t believe that that was what Ren used to be like, and that he and Yuri had actually fought almost to the death. And if Ren could actually match up to Yuri three years ago, exactly how strong is he now?