Enya Jojo Novels & Stories

I had so been engrossed in thinking about Jojo that I forgot I still needed to put on makeup for the shoot. “You can call me Eleanor, Harry. Nikki’s my media name.” I told him politely. “Miss Eleanor, you don’t have to take whatever she says to heart. No one can deny that Jojo behaves like a kid at times.” He said. I nodded my head, sitting down on the chair for him to commence. Though, something lingered at the back of my head… “Hardin?” I called out. “Yes, girlie?” he answered. “Is Jojo Lopez really engaged to Liam James?” I asked.

“Answer the question, Imani,” Jojo fired. It wasn’t a scene I enjoyed—watching Jojo being so “alpha-male ish” before Imani. I saw the way she was fidgeting. It was obvious she feared jojo. It was something more than his physical appearance which made him look like a Greek god. “Why would you believe the words of jasmine?” Imani asked. Her courage was building up, and you couldn't help but stare and enjoy the show. The rest of the group joined us at the pool after hearing Jojo's voice.

She asked in a worried tone "You have to apologize to him and stay clear of him because he is trouble" "There are two people you should avoid on this campus and that is Big Sam and Jojo" "Jojo?" Bella asked this college wasn't going exactly as she planned it "Her name is Joana but she's called Jojo and she's the school Barbie, if you avoid both her and Big Sam, I promise you'll have a great time here" Bella sighed, of course, she'll avoid whoever Jojo is and also apologize to Big Sam. ******************************************* [Country side. Nicua Town]

“How was Jojo killed? Did you watch them do it?” Tears flowed down my cheeks. “My maid betrayed me. Her name is Kayla and when I got out of the tunnel with Jojo, she was the only one left and she had a sword. Jojo used to like her but when he blocked her from accessing me, she put a sword through him!” I gasped. “It was so deep and I could tell what would happen finally. She didn't stop there as she sent two men after me. I had to kill those men before I was free!”

“Hey, Luca.” I pressed my eyes shut, tightly when I heard Jojo’s voice. I turned to see her in a body fit tight and crop top, jogging up to us. I dropped the dumbbells and stretched my legs. “What are you doing here, Jojo?” I asked her. “Aren’t you supposed to be training the young shewolves?”

“Okay. That’s… actually nice meeting you. And, um, yeah. I have to go.” “Sorry...wait. What’s your name?” I looked at him then...For the briefest moment I noticed how steady his gaze felt, how the corner of his mouth lifted like he found the world quietly amusing. “Um… my name is Cierra.” “Oh, that name sounds familiar,” he said, smiling a little wider, “but I am Prince Jojo.” “Yeah… I think you said that before.” I shifted uncomfortably, fingers twisting in my skirt. "Uh...I need to go. I need to go.”

Every one of us is getting our needs met and giving pleasure to another in some way. Because JoJo is being taken from both ends, I allow her to take me as she wants. She needs more air this way and we’ve found that she is better at multi-tasking if we allow her control. Not that I have anything to complain about. JoJo loves giving head. I’d honestly say that, other than getting head herself, giving a blowjob is her favorite sexual act. She has made it a fucking artform. She uses her hands, lips, tongue, and teeth to bring each of us to the point of nonsensical ecstasy and backing off until she is good and ready to be done with us.

ENZO CLINTON! ​

“Stop joking around. So tell me, did something happen between you too?” “What?” Jojo was shocked. “You have a polluted mind, Penny. Finn is not what you think he is.” “But whatever he is, he loves you, right?” Penny insisted. Jojo sighed. “We went to visit his wife and kid,” she said, her voice low. She looked disappointed. Penny looked at her in shock. “You are joking, right?” Jojo chuckled. “Nope! His son is cute. His name is Nill. He is in my new house right now.”

“So the boys are stuck there? Hermes too?” Arya asks, staring at the projected image of JoJo on the screen. Josefina—or JoJo, as everyone calls her—is a she-wolf I admittedly know very little about. You’d think that with all the mystical mumbo jumbo in my life from being half-witch, I’d know more about the next greatest oracle of our generation.