Tokyo Revengers Brahman Novels & Stories

I anxiously tried to stop them, but Jared suddenly snatched Larry's baton and smashed it on me, knocking me to the ground. He was seething with rage. "No wonder…it's the same in the past—you two are in this together, trying to deceive me!" I was shocked to realize that Jared was also reborn. No wonder he had insisted that I was lying on the phone despite not asking for his help this time. But as blood poured out from my body, my head began to spin, and I could barely speak. All I could do was lie there, struggling weakly. Jared took in a deep breath and clamped his hand tightly on my wrist. "Do you know what the consequences of hurting the daughter of the Spencer family are?

He immediately distanced himself and leaped out of the field to temporarily stop the fight. "Kid, it's a wonder that you managed to be so powerful at such a young age. I have to admit that you are something. Unfortunately, you are doomed since you ran into me today. I shall show you what I'm capable of!" Brahma said coldly. He flipped his palm and a silver brass knuckle appeared on his hand. Holding it tightly, he swung his fist and a powerful stream of true energy rose from the brass knuckle. The force surged and swarmed Leon within an instant.

“I came to offer something. A chance to take revenge on the monster we both despise.” “Brahma Angkara.” At the mention of that name, the frost in High Elder Valerius’s eyes cracked for an instant. A flash of unmasked hatred crossed them—so brief it might have been missed, but Rayden saw it. “Brahma Angkara,” Valerius hissed, the name itself tasting like venom on his tongue.

Jake said, ignoring Lucian's words. Bellona didn't have the energy to look up but she could tell it was the same man who stopped Lucian from continuing his torture on her the other time. For the first time, Bellona was happy to see someone. At least he'd stop Lucian because she couldn't take it any longer, she was at her limit. "I hope you know that you're just a gamma" Lucian reminded him. "And you're just a beta" Jake retorted. "You have no right to give out punishments without the Alpha's order."

Especially Aiden who has just completely changed forever. Xx____xX

"You bitch—you think having a new protector means I won't put you in your place?!" He lunged. I flinched back. A broad shoulder blocked his path. In one fluid, effortless motion, Alexander pivoted, hooked an arm around him, and slammed him onto the floor. Asher lay there groaning, clutching his waist, resentment twisting his face—but he didn't dare say a word against Alexander. "Asher," Alexander said coldly, rolling his shoulders and flexing his wrists—revealing the athletic build of someone who worked out year‑round, "it seems you never learned any respect."

I’m ready to watch the fire burn away the rot. As we moved through the thickening brush, Savana fell into step beside me, her shoulder brushing mine. She looked back over her shoulder at the warriors escorting the sneering Gehenna, ensuring we were out of earshot. The two other women from Blue Moon, Charlotte and Sireh, trailed behind, their faces masks of exhaustion and trauma. "Amani," Savana whispered, her voice trembling with more than just the terror she had faced with Gehenna. "There is something else. Something I couldn't say through the link with that serpent Zebub possibly listening. Something that changed everything for me in that pack."

Let’s talk this out properly. Only for Mira to scream back, "Leave me alone! Unless I get the money today, I’m not moving!" "I’m right, aren’t I, everyone?! "And to those new joining the stream, check the links in the shop below! Don’t miss out!" That’s right. Mira had been livestreaming and selling products every day for the past week. Even if I didn’t pay her so-called emotional damages, she’d already made a fortune. When a reporter asked her to shut the stream down, she slapped the woman across the face. "Stay out of my business! My viewers deserve to see this live. I’m doing this for them!"

My body grew cold, and I clutched my hands tightly beneath the table, trying to process the revelation. “He likely wanted to return the money for the same reason,” the Shaman added with a knowing smile. “‘Will this dead spirit drag me to hell, too? I’ll give back what I took. Please spare me!’” She laughed, but I noticed Chairwoman’s gaze shift toward me. Chairwoman’s right hand moved close to mine as she spoke again. “But she’s alive, right?” Her hand reached for mine, seeking reassurance. The Shaman’s expression grew distant, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. “I’m not sure. From what I see, she’s neither fully dead nor truly alive.”