Tokyo Revengers Senju Novels & Stories

His head ached from everything that has been going on recently. While in the Hailmoon Pack, Veronica barged into a passage, “How dare that bitch mess up my perfect plan, and the other bitch I sent was equally stupid… Arggh!” She muttered angrily and bumped into someone. She stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar face. “I know you…” she said observing his face intently. “No ma'am. I'm not sure we've met before.” He replied, taking his face down. With a spark of recognition, she squeaked, “You're Nathan Walter… right?”

Why was he seeing two extra? The said extra, were standing there with their heads bowed. One was quite tall and lean with dark brown hair neatly packed into a high ponytail. He was dressed in simple clothing, giving him a sunny aura. There was a face mask on his face so Ryu couldn't recognise him. The other was sitting on a wheel chair. He had ash blonde hair and cute features. Ryu recognised him as the oldest son of the Yamaguchi family. Yamaguchi Kento.

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.

He knew exactly how to manipulate the visual optics of the situation for the royal guards watching us from the doorway. I looked like a traumatized girl covered in dark soot and fresh blood, while he looked like a peaceful servant of the Moon Goddess offering his prayers in the dark. "I have never spoken to an assassin in my entire life," Kaspar sobbed, making his voice shake with artificial terror. "I have dedicated my soul to the Goddess and the prosperity of your crown, Your Majesty." Heavy leather boots thudded against the marble floor as Ajax slowly marched down the center aisle. He held his ruined hands up in a placating gesture, but his heavy Alpha aura flooded the room and suffocated

- Damon Gilbert Brown, Owner of D&D’s, House address - 13 Brown Estate, Office address - 675 Bayview lane- The message read, I just stared at the information I had in my hands, my lips stretched into a small smile, I phone beeped again and it was another message from him, -Loose my number, our business is done- I swiped away from his message and clicked on my contact, I dailed the number I wanted to call and slowly raised my phone to my ear, “Collin, I need your help,” 5:00pm … Collin parked few meters away from D&D’s, he was seated in the driver’s seat and I was seated just beside him, “Who are we waiting for?!” He asked in a whisper slowly turning to look at me, I gently took my eyes off t

Antonov stepped toward me and grabbed my arms. "And what are you going to do if you go back now... Who will believe your words when you look nothing like Eve Sanchez... There are many ways to get back at those who wronged us Scarlet, but the best way to truly punish is to drag it out and make the culprit wish he or she was dead... I can help you get your revenge if that is what you want, all you have to do in return is live as Elde's daughter and love her as if she's your mother. Will you do it or not"

Of course, Kenji would send Inoue. "Great. I’m pleased doing business with you." "My pleasure," Kenji answered flatly and ended the call. Kenji sighed, feeling a little more relieved. His father would then lower his guard even further. *Shinigami: Grim reaper or death spirit, according to Japanese belief.a

Each jab was an intentional act of defiance, a sila quiet vow to reclaim what had been taken from her. Consumed by the fire of craving, Lena felt the hot vehemence burn away the lingering shadows of Marius. The man’s primal energy rushed through her, setting fire to a fierce determination within her to relieve the chains of her past. Each action, every touch, was a calculation of a purposeful strike against the memories that once held her imprisoned, transforming her pain into a weapon of vengeance.

*** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots. "Fix your guns!" Mrs Smith ordered and they all picked their guns and started arranging it. When they were done, they got it ready to shoot at all the fruits tied high up in front of them. "If you miss the fruit in front of you, no more mission for you!" Mrs Smith said. "Now shoot!" She commanded. They all raised their guns, aimed at the fruits and shot at the fruits at the same time. Skyler's bullet hit the wall and didn't touch his fruit. "Skyler is off the mission!" She said sternly.