Tokyo Revengers Mikey And Draken Novels & Stories

I closed the file and handed the signed documents to Layla who was just happy as I was. Tyler stood up and we all did the same. I cheerfully smiled at him as he slowly moved his hands forward towards me. I grabbed him and shook it. "I hope that we have a great deal ahead Mr. Aiden," he said and I nodded. What he didn't realize was that he just signed the paper where he'll suffer huge losses from now on. Now he was shaking hands with his doom. He might have cleared every obstacle cleverly in his past but now it was my time. It was time for revenge and he made it easy for me by signing the deal. I hope you suffer till you are dead Tyler. Xx____xX

He said as Draken stepped into the VIP lounge where Pablo sat on the couch with two barely clothed women on each side. Draken casually took the sofa in front of him. At least ten armed men were standing behind him looking at him as if he was a threat and without a doubt, Draken was a menacing threat to them all. "You shouldn't have come here alone," Pablo said as Draken noticed the snake tattooed on his hand and arm. "I've been looking for you for years," Draken said. His voice was deadly low and calm. Just like the calm before the storm. "I'm aware, dude! A psycho mafia of the North looking for me like a freak. I don't even know what the f*ck I did wrong?" He grumbled in annoyance.

Mikey signals for Drake to move closer to him. Mikey looked at Drake and asks in a whisper that was loud enough for everyone to hear, “Ish Wuna momma ishcary?” Nicolo, Nori, and Leon all erupted in laughter, making Mikey jump in surprise. Drake looks at me and smiles, “Only when she’s angry,” he replied pretending to whisper back. Mikey nodded, “Alphwa, is bwad,” he declared. “Hey,” Drake said pretending to be hurt, “How did I become bad?”

Scythe stood, released his aura, sending typhoon like winds around them, clearing the fire and smoke to reveal 3 wolves in front of him. “Avery, Madox, and Kit. Hello again. These are the three Draken sent to assist Rei and Artemis right after Briar disappeared. My friends, why do you look at me like we are strangers? Do you not remember your old pal, Scythe?” He smiled, seeing the recognition written in their huge, bulging, eyes. "Who the hell let him emerge? You have all 3 of them here? Are the twins here as well?” Kit asked, looking a little like he wanted to bolt, but was submitted to hold firm.

Now, in the absence of questions, I will call you by your code name and you will stand, when I am done, you can go back to the training ground, but Sophia has to stay back to make more copies of this booklet" she hesitated. She called their code names, they were able to recall the names given to them and they stood according to the order of their names when she was done, they saluted and matched out. Sophia took the booklet from her and left too. *** Flying dragon met him drinking alcohol instead of eating the food he had ordered. It's been almost five hours since he has been like that, drinking whiskey and tapping his foot on the floor, he doesn't need to be told that he's angry. What happe

I shrug him off. He arches a brow. "You sure about that? I seem to recall you giving us the Ok to the leftovers after your romantic escape." "No. Adrian. This is not what I wanted." "It's what you got, Mikey. You gave it to us. This is all you." I swallow. "We don't stand a chance...." I stumble back to the wall. "No, Mike. You don't. So don't fight it. You're a Dragon, bud. Like it or not. And when Torrent gets here, you'll bow to him or die, just like the rest of them."

Draven smirked as he spits blood out of his mouth while he pressed onto his bloody chest. "Still revolving around Lucifer's pinky finger, I see," this was enough for Michael to land another sharp blow to his jaw as the crack of his bone filled the serenity of the forest. "It's no longer about him," Michael pulled his sword out of its shield as he raised it above his head. "It's about you...killing my friend.." Michale snarled at Draven. Draven shrugged his shoulders, smiled and slowly brought his hand behind his back, and immediately blew out a white powdery substance on his face.

He then turned to me and asked. “How about you, boy?” I was startled. “Ahmm.. Hawkeye of Dark Knight, 17. Best in operating latest gadgets like surveillance cameras and computers. In charge of infiltrating systems of target enemies. Just call me Miko Chan or better yet, Miko outside. Stargazer’s maintenance leader and Polaris’s waiter. I’m so glad to meet you JD-hyung! Oh, I mean, Black Dragon.” I nervously said offering my hand to him. His smile widens and accepts it.

I turn back towards the front and begin getting my stuff out when Kevin plops down next to me. "So where's your little boyfriend?" Kevin mocks. "What are you talking about?" I reply in annoyance. "You know the Draven guy at the festival the other day." Kevin says with a sirk. "You know what they say about the Draven's don't you?" He continues. "They say they are evil vampires and anyone who is around them for too long disappears never to be seen again." He finishes. Suddenly a loud thunk sound comes from my other side and I look to see Victor pulling out the chair next to me. I look back at Kevin who wears a smirk on his face.

The lock rips from the frame with a screech of tearing metal. Mick stumbles back, distracted. The door flies open, crashing against the wall. A shadow fills the frame. Massive. Terrifying. Drakon. He doesn't look like a man. He looks like a natural disaster wrapped in black leather. He doesn't speak. He doesn't pause to assess. He crosses the room in two strides, a blur of violence. Mick barely has time to raise his hands. Drakon’s fist connects with Mick’s jaw. The sound is wet and heavy—meat hitting meat. Blood sprays across my cheap wallpaper.