Tokyo Revengers Valhalla Novels & Stories

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

What? My hair whipped around my face as I battled solo with Valen. He really was impressive, but I didn’t want to admire him. I didn’t want to admit that he held his own against me. I wanted to bring him down. Letting out a shriek, I formed a throwing dagger and a Japanese shoto sword. An unusual combination, but it was that unexpectedness that had brought my challengers to their knees on several occasions. I charged at Valen, his eyes widening as I slashed and stabbed at him with my shoto while jabbing at him with my dagger. I only aimed for spots that I knew would kill him within minutes of a strike—his neck, his heart, his lungs, major arteries. His body twisted and his forearm guard rang

With a blazing revolver in his hand, Solomon stood at the edge of the clearing. Victor fell to the floor, his eyes dead. For a moment, everything seemed to stop. The mayhem was then over as Xander dragged Isabella into the boat and they pushed into the river.

They looked like they had been on the road for hours, but they stayed alert as they followed him inside. Taros stopped and looked up at Victoria and Joseph before giving them a brief nod. Joseph’s voice cracked when he saw him. “Taros. Thank the Moon, you’re here. I was starting to think you wouldn’t make it.” “Of course,” Taros replied. “You called me, so I came.” Joseph hurried over and grabbed his hand. “We have a serious problem. She’s back. Valkira is alive.” Taros pulled his hand free and looked at him. “I heard about her on the way here. Everyone’s talking about it. How she beat the Aegis pup, took Laurel Tower, and apparently had the whole Starlight board scared to death.”

I focused on ordinary like a lifeline. Barry’s breath came ragged; the mask had slipped, revealing the animal under the man. He lunged at Jonah again, and this time Jonah moved to the side, not to avoid but to reposition. He grabbed Barry in a clinch and—mercifully—pushed him hard toward the door, momentum and human physics doing work Barry’s pride couldn’t. “You leave,” Jonah said, voice like an ultimatum. “Now. You cross that threshold and you don’t come back.”

He watchted them with a smile while his fingers typed the words to his men. 'End them too....' THE END 'REBORN FOR REVENGE ' - SIGNING OFF OFFICIALLY. AUTHOR: Thanks for supporting the story and making it to the end. Love you all and wish you all well on your future. I hope you all will support my other books as well. Bye! See you all soon in another 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?”

"Revenge isn't free. It’s a debt paid in blood and submission. You think you’re tough because you survived a cheating boyfriend? “You’re a wolf-less girl in a world of monsters. Without me, Agatha will have you back in Harold’s bed by morning." I looked at the ice in his blue eyes. I was terrified of him, but I was more terrified of going back to being the girl who cried while others took everything from her. "I want him ruined," I whispered, my voice thick with a thirst for vengeance. "I want to see the moment he realizes he lost everything to the man he hates most." "Then sign your soul over to the Reaper," Horace murmured. He traced the line of my jaw with his thumb, forcing me to meet hi

The crowd of refugees and soldiers parted like a sea. A small figure burst through the line of heavy infantry. "Mama! Papa!" Valen was running toward us. He was wearing an oversized wool tunic, his dark hair a messy tangle. He did not look like a Sky Eater. He did not look like a weapon of mass destruction. He just looked like a five-year-old boy who had been waiting for his parents to come home. I fell to my knees, not caring about the bruising stone. I threw my arms open.

The body guard answered trembling. "Just get out" William yelled furiously, he banged the table loudly. "Yes, My Lord" The guard trembled out, thanking his stars that he wasn't killed. "Rubbish" William yelled, drinking the third bottle of the vodka, "I promise my self, if I get hold of her I will kill her myself.