Tokyo Revenger Author Novels & Stories

Inside… Lay a single black leather journal. No title. No decoration. Only one silver number embossed on the cover. VII. Elaine stared. “Seven.” Lily frowned. “Seven what?” Elaine carefully lifted the journal. It felt strangely familiar. Almost… Comforting. As though she’d held it before. She opened the first page. Her breath caught. The handwriting belonged to her. Not similar. Not close. Exactly hers. The first line read: Journal Seven Below it— If you’re reading this, then I’ve already forgotten everything.

I replied softly and fought the urge to stroke her damp hair. She pushed herself away from my chest the exact second she regained her balance. She wrapped her arms around her own waist and took two steps backward. The tension in the room shifted from frantic survival to a heavy and confusing intimacy. I looked at the blood smeared across her cheek and the fierce defiance burning in her silver eyes. She was an absolute enigma wrapped in torn red silk. A lesser noblewoman who fought like a trained killer and blackmailed queens like a seasoned spymaster. I dropped my hands to my sides and let the exhaustion of the night bleed into my voice.

Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun. “Woah, she's so gorgeous, and her transformation is amazing,” the youngest commented, imitating the protagonist they were watching. Valerie agreed and watch the show with her as Mrs. Nettle is preparing their dinner. Mrs. Nettle finishes cooking dinner after thirty minutes and asks her youngest daughter to summon her father and older brother for dinner, "Faith, can you please call your father and brother for dinner," and her child nods before going to her father's and brother's rooms to

But I was really yearning to breathe the fresh air outside this hole. "Are you going to ignore me today also? I mean you should get a break from those books you read always." Nick is an annoying prick. I learnt his name the second day I got here, Nick Thatcher, he had been in an accident and was in rehab for that. He is a rich guy but very down to earth, it was part of his timetable to annoy me every single day and I just ignored him.

“I might not always understand your mind but I’m the last person who would judge you about any of your choices. I stayed with you while you healed for months. I saw your trauma and suffering firsthand while they thrived on your demise. Trust me, I know,” Tamara’s shoulders shook and she shook her head as tears leaked from her eyes. “But that’s the thing, Marco. You were right! I The revenge,” Tamara shook her head, trying to collect her thoughts. “The revenge is—- It's eating me from the inside,” Tamara whispered her fear to her best friend through teary eyes.

After all, ten million was useless if he fell ill! Author has something to say: Davi: I'm a hardworking OMEGA! Liam: My baby works hard all night~~ chuuu

At that moment, it seemed to be as if his actions weren't born of revenge, but something else entirely. You don't make your enemies feel loved in revenge. She opened her eyes and was immediately struck by the intensity of his gaze. Those dark gray eyes seemed to draw her in like a magnet. They were dark and deep and mysterious like the night sky. "Why did you do this?" "Wanted you close to me,” he replied and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. "Wrap your legs around me." Kevin's voice was a sultry whisper as he urged her to wrap her legs around him but seeing her hesitation he slowly pulled her soaking gown up—his touch was soft and patient— exposing her bare thigh and wrapped it

When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn to one week before the Gamma selection. I found myself in Beta Richard's home. He patted my shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement and admiration: "My granddaughter doesn't compare to you. You're the most skilled elixir brewer in our pack." Coming back to consciousness from the agony of being literally corroded to death by silver, I felt a jolt of terror. A mix of emotions flooded through me, and my eyes instantly welled up with tears. I had died once, yet was alive again. However, the memory of that near-death agony wouldn't fade away—it seemed etched into my very bones.

"Emily, I’m here for my check-up." The familiar voice gave me a jolt. Looking around, a bold thought hit me. Had I been reborn? Mechanically, I took the paperwork from Mira’s hand. My eyes scanned the form for the tests listed, the date, and the truth sank in. Yes, I had been given a second chance. I looked at Mira’s innocent face and felt the urge to tear her apart. In my last life, I was blinded by the way she treated me and actually believed her family thought of me like one of their own.