Tokyo Revengers Izana Novels & Stories

She muttered curses at Ariel. Agnes washed off her face with some water and she got angry. So angry that she couldn't control it. "You idiot. Do you still have some nerve to spit at me? I will teach you a lesson." "I await the punishment," Agnes spoke. Agnes went ahead and picked up a whip which was enough to tear up a skin. The whip wasn't ordinary because it has thorns on it. Anyone who it collided with will surely scream in agony and end up in sorrow.

I say as I slowly pull back. Valeria looks at me with fear in her eyes, “Izzy, what are you about to do?” “I, Isolde Laurier, against the will of Goddess Zarseti, reject you, Valeria Cabrera as my animai,” I sob. “Isolde, no!” Alaric shouts in horror.

"Hello." "Good afternoon, Igor." Igor's face changed, showing a look of anticipation. "Who are you?" "I am Alaric Hill." Igor immediately looked at Julius. At that moment Julius, who had been looking at him indifferently as he puffed on his cigarette, froze in surprise. "Beta Alaric." *

I glanced at her retreating figure, then back at the vase, the desire for revenge burning hot in my chest. Without thinking, I rushed toward the vase, my hand wrapping around its base as I lifted it. My heart raced, my vision blurred by the tears that had begun to spill down my cheeks. I raised the vase above my head, ready to strike, but just as I was about to bring it down on her, a sudden grip tightened around my wrist.

Lulu Anger burned hotter than the pain across my back. I could feel my wolf, Pyrrha, clawing at the walls of my mind, her fangs itching to rip Niobe’s throat out. Siphora—Caspian’s trusted aide, the woman who handled the magical affairs at Sapphire Water—was just standing there. She wasn’t being tortured. She wasn’t being held captive. She was chatting with that robed sorcerer like they were discussing the weather at a morning market.

She gritted her teeth, her hands shining brighter as she reached for the link. The Ravager howled, the sound echoing through the stadium and making the banished dogs flinch. “What’s she doing?” one of them whispered. “Whatever it is, it’s working,” another answered, their voice filled with awe. Aiden let out a pained yelp as the Ravager’s claws cut his side, sending him falling. “Aiden!” Iris’s eyes snapped open, fear filling her voice. “I’m fine!” he barked, pushing himself to his feet despite the blood dripping from his cuts. “Just keep going!”

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!"

In the far corner, was a messenger— the one who had probably brought the news about the rebellion. “You slapped me, Damien? Why? Because I said you should stop whining about your duties? Or because I told you to stop talking about that bitch?!” Lily immediately stood up, red her flaring about. She looked like a flame, with the way her face turned pink and ears pointed sharp. I was invisible to the rest of the pack members. Entering the hall, no one noticed me. What could have triggered this unrest in paradise? I was amused, I couldn't lie.

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

Having a woman like herself gang raped was mean enough but having it recorded is pure inhumanity. Jeniva Manor is a devil. What is she waiting for then, she needs to begin her revenge, for her parents and for Isabella Manor. It has to begin immediately. “I will help you get revenge, this is my promise to you…” Lan blurted.