Tokyo Revengers Izana Novels & Stories

Others looked outright panicked. Ximena stood at the head of the long table, her chin lifted, her emerald blouse crisp beneath a tailored blazer. She was elegant under pressure. Across from her stood **Isabela Reyes**, cool and unshaken, dressed in muted navy. Her hands rested lightly on the folder in front of her. Camila’s locket shimmered around her neck. “Thank you all for your time,” Isabela began, her voice smooth. “I come before you not as an enemy—but as blood.”

He dropped his hand. The match began. Iza laughed and grabbed Valen’s leg mid-air, swinging him across the arena like a rag doll. Valen crashed into the dirt but rolled to his feet just in time to dodge the next attack. "Is this how you intend to protect the great Lycanis king? With these flimsy attacks and defenses?" Iza said loudly, spreading his hands as he turned his back facing the audience, most especially towards the angle where Rhydian was seated.

Celina retorted. Gena smiled wickedly, "maybe she doesn't know me yet, you guys know I don't take shit from anybody, not even Mrs Smith. Anyway, I don't bark, I bite. I'm still thinking of what to do to her that will make hurt her greatly" "What's there to think about girl? Just treat her fuck up the same way you have always done it even in high school, I don't give a damn if she is given all the ranks in the whole world, I will stand by you and bring her down!" Ivy, a newbie introduced to the assassins by Gena.

She places the call on speakerphone and we all wait when the click signals whoever it is has answered. “Hello Teagan, how can I help you?” My eyes go wide and I feel excited. I look at momma and she winks at me with a shit-eating grin on her face. “Hello Alessa. I need you help.” She says and I become giddy. The Mother’s Revenge are assassins and helped us get Rebel back. The Mother’s Revenge are fucking legends in both my world and the world of the MC.

His favorite jean pants and joggers, then the black shirts and singlets. Jezebel was biting her lip repeatedly, and anger started consuming her at the thought of him in bed with Toyota, it's mad. Tiger stood beside Toyota and smiled knowingly, then Lambo pressed a button, and Toxica's face appeared on screen. She hasn't changed at all, thanks to multiple surgeries, she still looks as young and full of venom. "She looks dangerous" Jaemin muttered. "She is" Sylvester replied "Now I understand The Terminator's strength, she was trained by a thug, but how come you're not as strong and poisonous as her when you received trainings together" Zenith said.

“Tell him. Or I will.” Isolde met his gaze, her corporate mask completely shattered. “It’s me, Thorian. I’m Mistress Izzy. All those sessions... the ropes, the flogger, the night we dropped everything in that hotel room... that was me.” Thorian stared at her, shock twisting his features into something raw. The successful lawyer who commanded courtrooms now looked completely unraveled. “You? You’re the one who had me on my knees? Begging you to peg me? The one I couldn’t stop thinking about even after I proposed to Adanna?” His voice cracked. “And now you’re telling me...”

“And ever since then… I’ve been thinking.” Her voice darkened. “If I can’t have children…” Her lips curled into a slow, bitter smile. “Then Isabella doesn’t deserve to have any either.” A heavy silence filled the line.Even her ally didn’t speak immediately. Vanessa stood up slowly, walking toward the mirror, watching her reflection like she was looking at someone already far gone. “This isn’t personal anymore,” she added softly. “This is revenge.” She said, and with that, the line went dead. ***

My jaw tightened. “Good.” For the first time, the Goddess’s expression shifted — not disapproval. Interest. “You seek revenge.” “I seek balance,” I replied. That was not entirely a lie. She studied me for a long, endless moment. “Very well, Lyra Nightfall. You shall return.” The silver light began to collapse inward, spiraling around me. “But understand this,” the Goddess warned, her voice echoing like thunder through the stars. “Revenge does not heal. It only transforms.”

Clara kicked me hard in the stomach, and it hurt so much that I curled up on the ground, drenched in cold sweat. The two took turns raining down a brutal barrage of kicks and punches on me, sending my body rolling across the freezing concrete floor like a discarded ragdoll. Colter yanked my hair and violently smashed my head against the brick wall. With each impact, my vision darkened a little. His spit flew all over my face as he screamed hysterically, "Bitch! Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a pawn in our plan and a rotten little piece we can throw away whenever we please!"

It contained different weapons that were made of either silver or contained wolf bane. Clutching onto a sliver whip, Zoya approached, “Don’t you forget that you brought this upon yourself.” Carly’s scream filled the entire room and also, the sounds of the whip. Zoya didn’t stop even as Carly began to bleed until she was called by Hulbert, her brother. As she exited the guards she came with, Carly wept; slowly dragging her feet back to the kitchen. Using the walls to support herself. “I swear, I will have my revenge and make them pay. I will become their greatest nightmare.” She cursed underneath her breath.