Viva Revolution Novels & Stories

While propping myself up on the wheelchair, I rose to my feet. A look of shock came across Selena's eyes, and she froze mid-laugh. I tapped into my phone and tapped on the recording. "One needs to apply some tactics when going against someone who's evil. What do you think?" Selena started screaming when she realized that her plan had failed. With a cold gaze, I stared at her going berserk. After calming herself down for a moment, she reached out to snatch my cell phone away from me. I dodged her, resulting in her losing her balance and rolling down the stairs.

Chapter 19 Marco’sPOV I jolted awake on the metal reception chair and flitted my eyes to the neon sign above the operating theatre that indicated where Vvissuta had been undergoing surgery for the last ten hours. That was what I had decided to call the unknown woman Sopravvisuta. It means Survivor and only a survivor could had survived that nasty fall from the top of the mountain.

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.

Slowly, her eyes opened, and she stared at the ceiling above. “I was dead, right… so why am I in my room? Am I dreaming?” To confirm, she checked the date on her phone. The moment she saw it, her eyes widened in shock—had she gone five years back in time? The news on the TV showed the same date. Sia became certain that she had been reborn. She thanked God and made a promise to herself that this time, she would live for herself. She remembered how Ritu had come to her in anger today and troubled her, after which Sia had taken three or four sleeping pills in her room.

*** ALEXANDER As soon as I hung up the phone, I called Adrian. "Boss!" "Pulled out half of my share from Revira's Enterprise." "Okay." He quickly replied, and we hung up. "Let's see how long all of you act mighty and high. Revira's Enterprise will go down once I pull all my shares. I resumed my work with James's eyes fixed on me.

When I pulled back, I whispered, “You burn the eggs and I’m divorcing you.” He smirked, grabbing the spatula. “I’ll make pancakes to win you back.” “Pancakes and a foot rub. And maybe, maybe, I’ll let you survive.” He grinned wide, boyish and beautiful. “Deal.” And for once, it didn’t feel like pretending. It felt like the beginning of something reckless and real. Something only two crazy people like us could survive.

She was too weak of a person to fight another without a reason. “Hello, Great Wolves,” Derek began. “Today is a great day and this year's wrestling comes with its twist” Derek gave a conniving grin and continued. “This year's battle is, fight until death. Even if blood is drawn, your opponent must be lifeless. I have too much slaves that eats without earning their price, it's time we reduce their number.” Carly turned flushed from the shock and rage building up in her. She knew there was no escaping this. It's kill or be killed. She was helpless, the only skills she knew were the ones Rick and Sarah taught her on their night out. And how was she going to kill?

"Some Omegas came out to speak up on the injustice and mistreatment of Omegas—they said that when the intended Luna was crowned an Omega, they thought the alpha understood their plights," I had to cut her off then, "Wait, what? What do you mean they came out to speak? Did they start a revolution because of me?" I asked with a panicked expression. Damien would kill me. It was a wonder he hadn't killed me already, while I slept, but surely I wouldn't survive the night. A revolution in Ker all because of an Omega he didn't even want anymore—wanting me as his mistress didn't count. My stomach dropped, and I squeezed Runa's fingers, as she answered.

‘Vivian, is this true? Inside her head she saw Vivian clearly now, her knees curled into her chest as she kept her arms tight around them. Silver was sniffing at Vivian’s bright red hair. ‘Viv, are you alright?’ Vivian looked up then, feeling as if Jordyn’s violet eyes had met her black ones. Vivian looked nearly identical to Jordyn except the bright red hair and black eyes. Her skin was a little bit paler and her barely there clothing seemed to be made of autumn leaves with a mix of brown, red, and orange coloring. She still had a red hazy aura surrounding her. As Vivian’s head snapped to the side to look at Silver, Silver jumped back, which Silver was never afraid of anything.

Now, it was up to Damien to decide the next step. After a moment of contemplation, Damien spoke up, "In that case, why don't we host a live competition? With live streaming being so popular on all major platforms, we'll use it todetermine the winner through sales. But there's a rule: neither team can have staff or relatives buy the products. If it happens, all data will be reset... and the same goes for intentionally boosting the other team." Damien was always fair, believing in meritocracy. He never overlooked talent or gave up on it.