Erina Jojo Novels & Stories

he teased and smirked. Eros shot him a hard glare before flipping the phone over. His brows furrowed at the digit. “It’s an unknown number,” he muttered, letting it ring out. Joel smirked, shaking his head. “What, not her?” he teased. “No. Not her.” Eros said curtly before setting the phone back down. “Alright then,” Joel said, trying to reclaim the flow. “I’ve got a project I think you’d be interested in. Something that…”

A grin curved onto my lips on the realization that I'm about to be the strongest being on Dexo Fernia – and soon be crowned as their queen. Holding my double-bladed swallow on my left hand, I walked through the only barrier keeping me locked outside the coliseum. Emotionless I waited for it to be removed out of my sight and the cheers grew louder every second. And as the wood barrier was slowly removed, those cheers just grew even louder. "VERONICA! GO VERONICA! GO VERONICA!!" I held my head high when I was called. "Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!"

Betrayed by her mate and framed for treason, Athena, a, wolfless Omega, and daughter of traitors—has no choice but to run for her life. Hunted by pack warriors, she flees into the dark woods, her heart broken and her future uncertain. But fate always has a cruel twist in store. One minutes, she's in the woods running for her life, the very next minute, she's in the room of the most feared Alpha, who.is none other than the father of her cruel mate. The domineering Alpha king backs her up against the wall, her bones quivering from the hunger-filled glint in his gaze as he hand glides over her most sensitive skin in a soft caress. "I'll never let you escape from me again, mat

One swift look around told Jojo she had wandered too far from the restaurant. She retraced her steps and began to walk back, but the more she walked, the stronger his presence around her became. She could see him looking down at her, holding her hand. By the goddess, she wished he would show up and hold her hands. With that thought, she clutched her chest with her left hand. Pain snatched her ability to breathe, and sorrow masked her sense of reasoning. Her heart was heavy; she could taste her tears at the tip of her tongue. Finally, she gave up. Jojo surrendered herself to the pain and fell to her knees. She let out a loud and bitter cry, reeking of anguish and all the filth life had thrown

“I am Lady Lydia as you all know. I still hope you understand that I am the original Luna. Beatrice is just there. She has no power over me!” “Forgive me for saying this, but she still has a lot of power over you!” Jojo told me politely. “How do you mean?” I asked. I was quite angry but I wanted him to make his point. He was entitled to this opinion as long as it made some sense.

TOP ON LEADERBOARD: NUMBER: SCORES: 1ST: FLORENCE MIL 09 - 9 2ND: AGATHA PEREZ 10 - 8 3RD: GAIL AMERSON 07 - 4 4TH: JENNIE LAZON 02 - 4 5TH: KRYLLE SU 04 - 3 6TH: JONNA KIM 01 - 1 7TH: SOLENE TIAR O3- 0 8TH: HELLERY JOES 05 - 0 9TH: BEATRICE SHUN 06 - 0 10TH: VENN TRICE 08 - 0

I’d expected it to be the maid with my lunch, but when I opened the door, I was met with an unfamiliar face. “Hi there.” The girl in front of me wore a long floral dress that trailed behind her. Her hair hung down her shoulders in curls and her eyes were a kaleidoscope of colors. From one angle, it looked green, from another, it was brown. “I’m Erina, Elias’ cousin,” she smiled softly as she walked into the room. “What’s your name?” I hesitated for a moment. “Isadora.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you. You’re very beautiful. It’s no wonder he’s kept you hidden. I’ve been asking to see you since the moment he said he found his mate.”

he replied finally, his fists unclenching Erania took a step away from him, standing in their midst, her tone louder and more firm, "Kaya Renée Joston, The little human girl" she said with a sparkle in her eye. She turned to him with a grin, “I thought she was perfect for you, really," she said turning to the rest, "but apparently not for any of you,” her eyes were a gentle stern as she glanced at Ena to Abigail, Alessia and Lastly Edwin.

She watched him smile and talked to a girl who was none other than Jojo, the birthday girl who dressed beautifully in a red sparkling dress which shone under the bright light of the chandeliers. “ Excuse me girls I'll be right back ” Teresa said to Jessica and the others and she walked up to where Jojo stood with the love of her life. “ No Jojo, we wouldn't want you to get drunk on your birthday go drink something which isn't alcoholic ” “ Please let me just take a sip ” Jojo whined. “ Excuse me ” Someone interrupted their conversation and they both turn to look at the person. Scott and Jojo looked at Teresa with a confused look as none of them knew who she was.

I say as I race to catch up to Brooke. “Bye, Mom! We’ll be back soon!” Cyrene says. “Don’t go too far, Iniko. You’re getting close to your first shift,” she calls out. “We’re just going to the mountain,” I call back. “Go, Kiko, go!” Cyrene says, encouraging me to catch up to Brooke. I love that Cyrene is nine years old and still calls me Kiko. She’s the only one who does. It’s just like she still calls Cal Calgon. No one cares to correct her because she’s Cyrene.