Ggo Novels & Stories

JoJo's POV Make-up ✔️ Camera ✔️ Go live! 🎬 I click the red Go Live button on the I*******m app. Unsurprisingly, I have three thousand views increasing by the second. Dozens of reactions and comments flood my phone and I read a few, Sandrakisme: What are you wearing gurlll💘💘 them lips be smokin' Jainleo&san: Your make-up is super flawless Jojo😭😭😭 We need another facial routine🤧🤧🤧

Strength (STR): 23 Agility (AGI): 14 Endurance (END): 21 Vitality (VIT): 9 Willpower (WIL): 12 Perception (PER): 19 Conviction: 50% Romanticism Points: 500 Upgrade Points: 100 Skills: 고백권 (Go-baek Gwon / Confession Fist): A straight punch that grows stronger the more emotionally courageous the user becomes. 파도차기 (Pa-do Chagi / Wave Kick): “Let my feelings reach you.” A sweeping kick that rises like an emotional tide. When conviction is high, it emits a shockwave—even through a block.

“Listen, Nya, do you want to see what’s become of the so-called sacrifices or not?” An image of Gavin’s smiling face came to mind, one from before the Dragon Moon where he was claimed by this monster. She narrowed her eyes at him. Nya Gould wasn’t easily frightened. While it crossed her mind she might be crossing into a lair filled with angry, hungry dragons, something about Slate’s mannerisms made her trust him. Of course, that could just be how he tricked his prey into becoming his dinner.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Which team are you guys on? a. Team Hyun Ki b. Team Jack See you 👋 LOVE ALL ❤️

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.

Naraja: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! *Hic* You fucking bastard! Just wait till I get up there and beat your ass into submission down here. ???: “Ooooo, those are some big words. Can you live up to those words, big man?~” The mysterious black human-like figure glared at Naraja while it snapped its fingers instantaneously and just like that the four-armed Gorilla disappeared. No…more like it dissipated into the air without a trace for it to be tracked. The black human-like figure took a step down the staircase and then two steps and then three steps. And then… Naraja: “You heard me you bastard, *Hic*, Get down here so I can beat your ass into submission.”

Does she even know that hairbrush exists? “Well, yes! I know that hairbrush exists but what's wrong with my hair? I look good, does she even know what is she saying?” Heart pouted, slowly combing her hair using her fingers. Iambeetch01: Ugly! Iambeetch02: So ugly! Iambeetch03: Super ugly! “Yeah, right. These are definitely from one person using multiple accounts. Thank you for your effort, buddy! You are deeply appreciated!” Heart said and she threw her phone while she laughs as loud as she can and sat down on the bed.

Stefan covered his ears tightly tonight because even though it was late at night, screams of insults still reached his ears, but he paid no heed. Because Stefan was staying up late and busy fiddling with his cell phone to design a sophisticated program to launch orders. The name of the program: SJ-Gacor. S is his own name and J is John. (Gacor is easy to find orders) [10%...] [35% ...] [60%...]

"Those people will kill you without feeling remorse if they find out you're here. Swear it. Upon the Moon Goddess." I groaned. "I swear it upon the Moon Goddess that I won't leave this spot. Satisfied now?" He stared at me for long moments, his beautiful blue eyes locked into mine, and then he nodded with satisfaction. "Alright. Wait here." I waited until he was safely in the forest, then turned the opposite way he'd gone. I broke my promise and left the spot I was crouching, then slowly began to circle the perimeter of the forest, towards where the murderers stood on the edge of the garden.