Tokyo Revenger Author Novels & Stories

I couldn't break free from the harsh clutches of the raging water so I gave into it as the icy coldness of it numbed all of the pain I felt away, and I welcomed the cold hug of death with open arms. If I was reborn. I'll make sure they all burned for what they'd done to me. They'll all pay.

I couldn’t get him out of my head. The way his hands moved over my skin, the way he took charge, the way he made me feel alive. No man had ever made me feel that way before, and no matter how hard I tried, or how angry I felt about what happened, I couldn’t shake the memory of him. Novan had burrowed his way into my mind, and I needed him again.

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Not now. As I reached my room and closed the door behind me, I allowed a small, bitter smile to play on my lips. They didn't know the truth yet, but they would when I started biting them like bees. All of them would pay for what they did. Being transferred back in time had given me a second chance, and I intended to use it to exact the revenge they all deserved. This time, they would all face the consequences.

Because a person that calm— A person who had survived a murder once— Was not someone she could predict. Sheraphina opened her locker and found it clean, freshly repainted, decorated with sticky notes from classmates: “We’re glad you’re back!” “If you need anything, we’re here!” “You’re strong, Sera!” She touched one note lightly. Her eyes glimmered. Not with tears. With calculation. Elias Trent had saved her life. Her grandfather was hiding a secret tied to her future. Lucinda had nearly ruined everything. And somewhere inside her chest, a quiet fire reignited.

He also promised me the best salary package. Being personally recruited by Felix was a huge honor. Within days, everyone in the city was talking about it. However, to Nancy, I was merely a lapdog who flattered Felix for money. I initially wasn't planning on accepting Felix's honor. In my past life, that so-called electronic asset vault didn't last long before it was breached. The lead hacker in charge of the tech didn't earn a single cent. On top of that, they became a target of the thieves and Felix. In the end, they died a horrible death.

As the news broadcast reported a random serial killing near my residential complex, I knew—I had been reborn once again. In my first life, my husband insisted on going out in the middle of a snowstorm to buy weapons for self-defense. I locked every door and window, waiting at home, anxiety clawing at my chest. I never imagined the killer could pick locks. Before I could even react, a blade plunged into me, and I died on the couch. In my second life, I didn't hesitate. I hid in a concealed storage room, holding my breath. But the door was still pulled open. A man wearing a rabbit mask stared straight at me. "Found you," he said. In my third life, I ran to the police station. I rushed ins