Romans & histoires Takeomi Tokyo Revengers

As soon as I was about to climb on the platform, someone grabbed my arm and I turned quickly in anxiety - thinking it was my love since I had missed him more than life itself but my smile faded when I saw who it was. “You shouldn’t be here.” It was Pamela, urging me to stop. “It’s already too late, babe. I want to do this for him.” I said calmly. “Are you sure it is worth it?” She rolled her eyes. “Look at you, you are already so weak, can you even stand one strike?” For some reason, I didn’t see worry in her eyes. It was as if she was here to discourage and mock me. “I will be fine, Pamela. Besides, I’m doing this for a greater cause. By the time I’m done, I will grow from being an Omega to

ADELE'S P.O.V My eyes fell on the stranger, his gray eyes staring intently at me and the corner of his lips held a smirk as he helped me stand up. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I returned his gaze. There was something about him that made me feel both nervous and intrigued. He was tall, strong and handsome, with broad shoulders and dark brown hair. But it was his eyes that drew me in, their intense gray depths seeming to see straight through me.

- She politely declined. - As you wish. - Camilla replied, putting the bottle down. - As I said, we aim at the power. Our warriors are the best ones, prepared for anything. We offer them the best ways to improve. When we see that some kids are showing talents, we encourage them to develop them. - In all ranks?- Katherine asked, even if the answer was evident after what she had seen a few minutes ago. - Of course not! It would be ridiculous to waste time and money on the lowest ranks. Omegas feel grateful when we allow them to serve at the house. They know there would be no chance for them to survive outside the pack.

I needed control for what came next. A knock pulled me from meditation. The "servant"—an omega wolf who wouldn't meet my eyes—informed me it was time. The main hall was packed, hundreds of wolves arranged by rank and status. The design emphasized the hierarchy—Alpha's throne on a raised platform, Beta's seat slightly lower, descending through gamma, delta, to the omegas standing at the back. The room fell silent as I entered. Reeves gestured me forward, to a space before his throne. Not beside—before. Another subtle reminder of my guest status.

It was Maren, Rieka’s trusted handmaiden. To the world, Maren was nothing more than a loyal servant who lived to please her mistress. But in truth, she was Uriel’s ally, a woman who had once admired the strength the Omega carried, even in her suffering. When Uriel was reborn as Rey, Maren had sworn her allegiance anew, working quietly in the shadows to ensure her lady’s plans could move forward. “You’ve done well,” Rey said softly, her tone clipped but laced with the faintest warmth.

Another Omega said as she join the fight. "Why you guys even care?" Alexandra said as she looked at them, the Omega glared towards her with hatred. "Don't talk to me you human." The Omeg hissed, Alexandar see how eveyone now looking at them. Jasmine even stands behind them even if she is not sayig anything. And other members of the Sebestian pack also started seeing her including Sebestians himself. "How funny, arent you talking about me?" Alexandra asks as she raises her eyebrows, the Omega glare at her.

He scream and stood up "You're just an Omega and that you will remain" I felt a pin being stuck in my chest "You are not my creator, and therefore you have no right to decide my future" I snapped, not knowing where the courage came from. "Even if I train you the truth remains you're Omega

The night she would officially replace me. Damien stood near the bonfire, greeting pack members. He wore ceremonial robes that marked him as Alpha. He looked powerful and confident. He had no idea what was coming. As darkness fell completely, my door unlocked. Beta Marcus entered with two large guards. “Time to go, Omega,” he said with a cruel smile. “Your big moment has arrived.” I kept my eyes down, my shoulders hunched. I made myself look as weak and defeated as possible. “Please,” I whispered. “Do not make me do this.”

Alpha Dorian asked, confused, “I thought she was away for a summit for the week.” “Yes, she was. But her summit was canceled at the last minute, so she was left with no choice but to return.” The guard explained, handing over the document to Dorian. “She also asked for this to be handed over to you, Alpha.” Dorian's hand slipped slightly as he held the document. For the first time since I'd met him, his composure cracked. Why was the beast of the East afraid of a woman's name?

well, the rest would be their decision. She would bear the cost of everything. It was an invitation to thank you for services rendered free on behalf of her detective. He was determined: that night he would eat Olegario Rey! This time, Valeria would become the cannibal of the city. As the horrific murders occurred, Olegario Rey's concerns about being relieved of the investigation, given its lack of results, made him a depressive and strange being, even for Valeria, who was hopelessly in love with him. He was and in what way! And what was most incredible: she was dominated by that toy of Olegario's: his little newborn boy's cock. She didn't even understand it herself! The handsome macho foun