Tokyo Revengers Toman Novels & Stories

I instantly felt a chill as several whistles sounded around us. Lester's gaze was dark and unfathomable as he looked down at me expressionlessly. Publicly humiliated by his actions, I was utterly enraged. I was just about to slap him when a deep voice came from behind me. "What's going on here?" At the sound of that voice, Lester instantly whipped around and approached the man with an eager smile. "You're here, Uncle Caspian. This bar singer broke the bracelet you gave Mable, so I was just teaching her a lesson…"

she teased. He snorted. “I survived poison, chaos, and politicians. That ages any man.” They fell into easy conversation, something they hadn’t been able to enjoy in months. Grandpa Tomas finally said: “It’s over now. Truly. I have ensured no one will harm you again.” Sherephina looked at him carefully. “Because of Old Man Liam?” “Because of many things,” he replied. “But mostly because you endured, Sherephina. You grew stronger. And that strength protects this family more than power ever could.”

“You flinch, you die.” “I’m not flinching,” I grit out. I shove his staff aside and pivot, just in time to catch a second strike from the left. The mid‑rank warrior—Tomas, broad‑shouldered, eager to prove himself—grins as his staff slams against mine. “Thought we were going easy on the Luna,” he pants. “Don’t,” I say, breath burning. “You’ll hurt your feelings when I win.” He laughs—and then I sweep low for his knee.

Tom sat beside her with his eyes closed, his injured arm cradled against his chest. I kept stealing glances at Sage. She was driving, her eyes fixed on the road ahead. She did not look at me. It was not that she was too focused on driving to look. It was more like she was choosing not to look. Like she was afraid that if she met my eyes, I would see something she was trying to hide. I turned to Tom. "How are you feeling?" Tom opened his eyes. "Way better than I was when I was infected. My body still hurts, but I feel like myself again." He paused, then added, "I just hope I will not be treated terribly once we get to your territory. I know how your people feel about outsiders."

We both smiled at each other, taken back to the day we all met for the first time officially. This was the last thing we needed. The last thing to fit in the puzzle and solve everything. I got what my father wanted for the world to know. This is it. I did it. We all did it. I, Layla Smith, can proudly say that this is the day when my revenge is completed. Xx__xX

“You should pay attention to my words.” Even Tom tried to talk him out of going with the rest… “I don't feel comfortable about it,” he began. “There are more than enough men who have trained for the task. You should back and…” “I chose this path, and I must walk on it,” Damon abruptly cut him short, cutting a frustrated look. He was already tired of being reminded that he did not have the strength of the others. “This is my chance to get my revenge,” he whispered to Tom. “I have waited a long time for this, and I cannot throw it away now.”

had several questions to ask but wanted to let it all lie low while I focused on the future and how to get my revenge on those who had killed me. I was sure not going to let it slide. I wanted to know exactly how I was reborn, but it seemed as though River kept going back and forth whenever I asked him that particular question, so I decided to let it slide. River was either keeping the information from me or didn't know either from the surprise I saw in his eyes when I walked in. I shook my head and made up my mind that my revenge would come first. Our conversation continued, and as we spoke, I found myself slowly letting go of my old grudges. I realized that, in this new life, we could be

“Welcome to Udyous, High Chancellor Jorik Valrmon.” Supporting himself with the cane, Levian helped out his young lover and gave a slight nod to the man, barely acknowledging his existence. “Take us to our resting place.”

Well, I was always surrounded by guys since they were instrumental in our vengeance plotting, but I was not really interested in any of them. I recall from my childhood that I had to devote my time and energy to exercising and increasing my stamina on a daily basis. Boys were never only a source of disruption in our plans. I couldn't allow myself to be disturbed. All of a sudden, a hazy memory of my very first rejection came flooding back to me. “Kick harder, Av! How would you kill a bear with that kick? Harder!”

"Takanashi-kun, are you bad with that boy?" Takanashi was startled and looked at the young man who suddenly talked to him. He let out a long sigh and said, "Souma-san, don't talk startle me..." He was helpless but didn't say too much since he was a bit scared of this young man. Souma looked in the direction of Monica and Togo but raised his eyebrow. "What's wrong, Souma-san, do you know them?" Takanashi asked. Souma's eyes opened slightly and said, "The woman is fairly famous, she is the "Merchant of Death", the famous weapon dealer, Togo Tomari."