Tokyo Revengers Ocs Novels & Stories

Tamara whispered her fear to her best friend through teary eyes. Marco took a step forward and fell to his knees at the base of the bathtub. “Look at me,” he placed his finger under Tamara’s chin. “You’re you. You are still perfect, you just did some things. And that’s okay,” Tamara blinked with tears down her eyes. How could she have contemplated cutting him out of her life? Marco was her backbone. The reason, she was even alive. He had given her a second chance at life. “I’m done with the revenge plan,” Tamara whispered.

“Where is she?” “She is an omega,” I said, my voice dropping to a silky purr. “A lowly one. And you know how omegas are.” I paused before stealing a glance at Scar. I watched her shoulders stiffen, her hands curl into fists at her sides. “Their scent... their bodies... they’re nothing but playthings, aren’t they?”

Angrily, they launched at her. “How dare do this to our friend? What do you think you are?” They questioned. She didn't move a bait, looking at them like trash, she felt disgusted by their looks. Immediately to they at her, she eliminated them with ease, throwing and kicking them, as she snapped their heads one by one. After she was done, she was the frightened look on the woman's face, she was an Omega, at her age, she was supposed to have a mate or something, it seems luck didn't down on her.

“Oh mom, don’t cry. I wish I was there to hug you.” Koko snorts when the words leave my lips and I give her a warning look. “Oh dear don’t worry about that now, let Charlie give you the gift I got you!” “Oh yes, tada!” Charlie pulls out a gift bag containing a Chanel purse that costs £25,000. I pretend like I’m so grateful and it’s too much but deep down I know that I’m going to sell it. ••• NICOLAS The last couple of months have been so hectic but thank goddess, the war is finally over!

"Run!" Dark shapes lunged from the trees—rogue Alphas, sent by whoever wanted the Silvermane bloodline erased. I threw myself at them, claws out, fangs bare. An Omega against three Alphas. It was suicide. A boot slammed into my ribs. I hit the ground. A silver blade swept toward my face. I closed my eyes. So much for this life. Clang. The ring of steel on steel. I opened my eyes. Kael Blackthorn stood over me, sword locked against the rogue's. His face was carved ice. He didn't look at me. He pushed past and strode toward Elara.

It didn't help that I was already an outsider for something they believed my parents did, Robin stayed by my side through it all. We were presently at the training grounds watching the men train. My eyes were fixated on a shirtless Caelum. His skin was tanned and golden, he had a full sleeve of tattoos on one arm. He was practically beating the shit out of the other guy, anger radiated off him. “He is very yummy, isn't he?" A voice said from behind me, I cut off the growl threatening to come out. “Hello Jessica." I smiled stiffly. Robin wasn't here to rescue me this time.

my father asked. He nodded at Roderick, and the screen started playing out the attack in front of the room. They all gasped in shock, reacting to the punishing blow that Beta Camden dealt the Omega. I hadn’t seen it yet; my father had handled the camera review himself. I was infuriated at seeing him rush at the Omega, hitting him so hard that he flew into the air.

起死回生 (Revive ) リライトして (Rewrite) 意味のない想像も君を成す原動力 (Even if what is meaningless creates you) 全身全霊をくれよ (Give it your whole body and soul) -Asian Kung-Fu Generation (Rewrite) _____________________________________ Trevor: Where are we now? DIANA: We are in World 128, the head quarters of The Free Jumpers Association

My repaired heart is only asking one thing from the day I became numb is Revenge. See u soon XAVIER REVENGE IS ON I am back for my VENGEANCE -Yours love with lots of hatred Jasmine

The bitterness burned my throat, but it couldn't stop the bile rising in my stomach. Time blurred. Eventually, the wall went silent. The lock clicked. Carter stood in the doorway, a white towel slung low on his hips. Sweat glistened on his chest, mixed with fresh scratch marks. He looked down at me, curled in the corner like a wounded animal. "Breaking down already, Selene? The Bond lasts a full year. How are you going to survive if you're already a wreck?" Chloe appeared behind him, draped in Carter’s black dress shirt, her neck a roadmap of fresh Marks. She let out a jagged laugh. "Carter, don’t tell me you’re going soft on this useless Omega again."