Tokyo Revengers Mikey And Draken นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

She closed her eyes and let out a sigh, she was done. The fight had ended. Timmy Stormblood (two hundred thousand perus) had defeated Deputy Officer Eithne Short-eye (two hundred thousand perus). ... Billy Drakens reached for his swords, Gravemaker and Ritual Warblade. Opposite him was the Deputy Officer Lothar Sun. Bill Drakens was an occasional dual blade weilder, his two swords were both cursed blades. Cursed weapons were told to harbour demons within them, or at least that was what the rumors told.

Then he looked at Candy and asked, "Is he really the Supreme Leader?" Candy smiled and replied, "Look at the ring he's wearing. Isn't that proof enough?" Mick immediately stepped forward and knelt before Severin. "I, Mick Wheatley, and the master of Mus Hall, respectfully greet the Supreme Leader of Dracodeus Temple!" The others promptly followed suit and one by one they knelt down on the ground. "We respectfully greet the Supreme Leader!" The image of Severin easily killing Menkel with one blow was still fresh in their mind. It shocked them to the very core to find out that not only was Severin the Supreme Leader of Dracodeus Temple, but he was extremely strong.

She glided over the floor and pulled the other woman into her arms. Drace smiled as they laid their foreheads together. "Go maire na réaltaí ort." They parted. Ari moved to Drace's side. "I see that you've met my granddaughter, Hollyn. This is Tagan, Toven, and Thane. They are her mates." Ari pointed at each man as she spoke their names. Drace gave a short wave. "Hey. Drace McKeenish. Dragon training guide. Triplets, huh?" She looked back at me. "What star were you born under, girl? That's awesome freaking luck."

Jackson spat at the Bloodrayne spokeswolf. “We can discuss that when you meet my father,” Misha replied fawningly. “Fa– are you…Misha Drakin?” Jackon asked hesitantly. “It knows my name! I am flattered!” Misha exclaimed lightly. “Don’t be. Many know your name, Master Drakin,” Jackson replied coolly. “I like how you say that, nameless one,” Misha droned, “I think I might keep you,” he continued in the same tone, winking at Jackson.

He said, his eyes roaming around the court room, lingering on me longer before moving on to stare at a face I've not seen before. The unfamiliar face stood up, bowing to Dravon. He had white hair and he looked around my age. He had this charismatic aura that followed him around despite being in a suit. “You can go on Micheal.” Dragon said. Michael? I've heard that name before. The white hair guy left his seat, standing before a projector. “Hello everyone, I'm Micheal, the pack's Gamma.” Oh… so this was the Micheal that helped Mia? This was my first time seeing him.

Drake's POV I watch Mike as he walks out of the bar. The stupid man thinks I am going to fight against a First Alpha. He just gave me a lot of money to do nothing because I would not fight Tamara Smith. He can call her Tamara Brown, but we all know she is the Luna of Dean Smith. We all know we cannot mess with her without getting into trouble with Dean. Am I going to betray him? Of course, I will betray him because I won't give him his money back and will not allow his wealthy friends to come after me and my friends. Basically, I have two options. I have to run from this area, which I'm not planning to do, or I can go to Dean and Tamara and tell them what Mike is planning. I look at my mates

continued the announcer, “Seventh Tier, Fifth Seed Rezhathii, scourge of the Lower Green Quarter slums!” The light drones quickly floated over to the Drogar that was near her. She was a tall and lithe Drogar with granite-colored scales. Her armor looked piecemeal, but was clearly put together professionally. Miko recognized its design immediately - it looked like the armor Szereth had dismantled on his bench. Cheers erupted in pockets all over the coliseum, but the loudest of them happened to be right by Alevos’ box seats. They could easily hear their enthusiasm through the walls.