Female Gojo Novels & Stories

Deadly. This woman, whoever she was, is not a part of the Dark Moon pack. One of my men tried to step in—idiot. She dropped him without hesitation. “What the hell…” I muttered, eyes narrowing. She fought like no wolf I’d seen before. Not recently. Not ever. Her dark hair clung to her skin, soaked in sweat and rain, and though I couldn’t see her eyes, there was something in the way she moved—like she’d been through hell and made it her training ground.

He was the only one remaining standing in their group. "K-Kiko dude, d-don't let that toadman mock on us..." His men watched him while cheering inwardly. Shing! -50 hp, a red text appeared in Kiko's vision. GOORRRRrrrrr!!! One of the golems died while wailing in agony. "Fufu, t-that is awesome, he was fighting three at the same time, yet, he managed to kill one and wounded the other two," the woman instructor commented.

Because he pinched her thigh *that gives bruises* with big eyes Keyla looked at Kojiro *why his 2 girls? * now Kojiro's mother intervened *mother, I already told you that. The two from the Japanese national team* Kojiro explained it for the 5th time *oh the 2nd I read something that they had a new coach and are now allowed to play as hosts* Kojiro's mother looked at Keyla *mother there you don't have to look at Keyla, she plays for Germany* Kojiro shook his head

"Clean this up, it's your job to make sure Jojo doesn't jump people and you clearly failed." He didn't argue, just went towards the back where Angel had come out from. "Vangaal doesn't like you, she says you're the devil." JoJo's piercing gaze rested on the goth girl. She snarled. Her stance solidified as she stood, piercing eyes on her. "Whoa, easy there girl." Kaitlyn suggested, her eyes unsure as Jojo's eyes turned dark and predatory. "Who the fucking hell is Vangaal?" Grey's mouth twisted upwards as he asked.

He almost could as his eyes adjusted and he saw the girl, now tailless without the moon. The dokkaebi let out a guttural growl and charged. The girl met the goblin head-on. It pushed her back, her feet digging divots in the ground. Jihoon never tore his eyes from the fight as he bent to scoop up Dubu’s limp form. She seemed too light in his arms, but he saw her small chest rise and fall with relief. Mere meters away a battle played out that Jihoon thought he’d only see in his video games. A dokkaebi versus a gumiho. A goblin versus a fox. The two were so evenly matched that any ground gained by one side was soon lost again.

"Again!" I scream as the female falls harshly onto the ground, palms facing downward and knuckles bleeding. These past few days have been taking a toll on me. The ride back and forth to Giovanni's pack and training the females till the sun hides. She gets up swiftly, jumping on the other while wringing the neck of the female she is sparring with. Both females trying to overtake not allowing the other to breathe. There can only be one at the end. The weaker female gives in and bangs her palm onto the ground. A sign of surrender. Her face is red, swelling up as tears well in her eyes. She struggles to breathe.

No one could hardly see what was happening. It surprised Gaby when someone grabbed her hand, so she immediately twisted it and pushed it with all her strength, which made her walk backward and fall. Joey turned to her. Gaby smiled and never said a word. A man ran again toward Gaby. Before he could approach her, she gave him a series of flying kicks. Joey was shocked. While busy fighting the eight men, he sees how Gaby fights. ‘Shit! Is she A Mixed Martial Artist?!’ Joey thought.

The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat. In the opposite corner stood Maria "The Beast" Rodriguez, a fierce competitor from Brazil. Maria is a black belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu, and is known for her incredible ground game. She is also a skilled striker, and can deliver devastating blows with both her fists and feet. Maria is famous for her never-say-die attitude, and is always looking for an opportunity to finish her opponents.

The noble looked at her from head to toe and sighed, as if pitying the fact that she was a clueless woman. “Gairoshi is for those who want to be king. Throughout the years that Gairoshi was being implemented, it has been widely concluded that it is not a safe place for women although they are welcome to join the bloody fights. But there is a much safer and more lenient version. It’s an event exclusive to women who want to raise their ranks. It’s called Zeikontour.”

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.