Tokyo Revengers Novels & Stories

Jennifer kicked, shouting she fought the attack. The man punched her in the face several times. His fists balled tighter, pounding her nose until it cracked. Jennifer screamed out in agony, her sobs echoing off the walls. Blood rushed, warm and wet, coating her upper lip. He tightened hands around her throat. The cop grew weaker, thrashing about. In her mind, Jennifer’s thoughts screamed, don’t let go, don’t give up! She stared into the evil monster’s eyes cold as death. She reached up, dug her fingernail into one eye. He grunted, lost his balance, toppling over. The man let out a ferocious howl! He released Jennifer’s collar. His concern went to his injured eyes. He collapsed backward onto

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."

Bella Morgan I walked into the ballroom with my heart beating so fast. I'm more than ready to start my revenge even though I'm a little nervous but I love the thrilling feeling. I walked through the crowd to find my target. Alan Reyes He's the one and only son of Rector Reyes. He's currently the one who control Reyes Oil. Rector is still working but he will only interact with important people that he's close with. I took a glass of champagne and started to listen to the event. I have my eyes roamed around sometimes to look for Alan. When I landed my eyes on my target, I walked slowly as I greeted some people. I was standing alone as I tried to listen to the on-going event.

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.”