Viva Revolution Novels & Stories

I can walk, and my hands and eyes are functional." As I pondered this miraculous transformation, the door to the room slowly creaked open, and in walked a man. A man I knew all too well, a man who had been my sworn enemy in my past life - River Cane, the alpha of the Red Breeder pack. My heart raced, and for a moment, I wondered if my rebirth had been some cruel trick orchestrated by my tormentors. But the look in River's eyes was different, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. He seemed to be as shocked as I was. "Annalise?" he uttered my name with a hint of disbelief. I nodded slowly, unable to find my voice. Memories of our bitter rivalry flooded back, and I couldn't forget how we had

She smiled smugly and asked, "What are you doing, Aurora? Don't get yourself into trouble." I slapped her. "I'll make you and Tyler regret ever being born if anything happens to Calvin!" She used the slap as a way to pretend to fall against a nearby vase. She even cut her forehead on it, and blood flowed down her face. Tyler saw red at that and wanted to take his anger out on Calvin. "How dare you hurt Ruth! I'll kill this bastard!" He raised Calvin higher and made to throw him onto the ground. My heart stopped for a split second, and I lunged at them instinctively. "Calvin!"

As soon as Teresa left the room, I reached over for the burner phone and my little recorder that had already been prepped. He fumbled the phone from his pocket and answered on the third ring, and I hit play. His eyes widened, and he started looking around the room as if afraid. I removed the recorder and spoke to him for the first time. "This is Gabriel, Sofia's son. You don't have long to live. In the next few minutes, you will lose the ability to speak, your limbs will atrophy, and your airwave will be blocked."

The first girl whispered excitedly. The other girl replied thoughtfully, “nah, what about Luna Wren?" I pressed my ear harder to the door. “Well, there's nothing that can happen if she doesn't win the Luna challenge. If Melissa challenges her at the Luna challenge and win, she becomes the Luna and Wren becomes just the alpha’s mate. The shame would be a lot though.” "Why are we even talking about the Luna challenge, Wren hasn't even been marked yet.” The first girl snorted.

"This is my family's ancestral land, Banjo. It's not part of our marriage agreement." "It is now," Banjo replied, his tone chillingly casual as he picked up a pen and set it beside the document. "Vance Enterprises is facing a hostile liquidity freeze. Our primary European clearing accounts were blocked two nights ago by a rogue financial mandate. I need tangible, high value physical assets to pledge as collateral to the Central Reserve to keep our trading license active."

She wanted to crush him, crush his ego, crush his spirit like she did for Maxwell Richter, and to do that, I needed to get into his arena. The only way to crush Malcom Reece was to beat him in a cage he thrived the most in—politics. Valencia was teetering on the edge of death to protect me, holding her own end of the contract, and if there's on thing Vladislav Moroz doesn't do... It's owe a debt. "Mr. Moroz?" The doctor called out as he pushed the door open, my eyes flickered from his face to Valencia’s figure on the bed, now dressed in a hospital gown.

Murmurs rippled through the group. "He's telling the truth," Kyle said quietly beside Natzy. She turned to him. "What?" "He's a genius," Kyle said, his gaze fixed on Naro. "He sees patterns most people don't." "A game?" Natzy repeated, skeptical. "VEDRAH is a trial ground," Kyle said. "We're judged here. Hunted by what we've done. The worst of what we are." Natzy's chest tightened. 'Hunted by my crimes.' The words echoed in her mind.

"𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺" "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦" "𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦" "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦, 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘰"

Suddenly, the back door of the classroom slammed open with a loud bang. A girl with a high ponytail burst inside. The metal studs on her black leather jacket scraped against the doorframe with a sharp clatter. A few streaks of pale gold hair slipped loose from her ponytail and swayed beside her face like flickers of sunlight, drawing attention to the small beauty mark under her eye. It was Laura, the rebellious girl Horace had called his "true love" in my last life. Her lashes trembled, fierce and angry, like a cornered animal ready to strike. She marched straight toward Horace.

"I can't believe you're still being so delusional even when you're barely alive, Suzanna—just focus on staying alive instead! "Let me teach you a lesson on behalf of your lousy parents—I'll show you what it's like to be respectful of others!" One of them started breaking the tendons in my arm, while the other continued to kick at me. Pain shot through my entire body, and I struggled to back off. However, Larry pinned me down with a vicious stare before slapping me. He spat, "How dare you try to run! I'll make sure you pay for the wounds your men inflicted on Ms. Cindy! You'd better stay here and endure the beating!"