Gojo Crazy Novels & Stories

“ A crazy girl . “ said Mel with a guilty yet nervous expression . ‘ I thought it would be better if she didn’t know who he was but now I am thinking I made a huge mistake . How can she call that terrifying Massimo an ass-kisser ?!………Ah Luna ! Ah ! ‘ thought Mel with a worried look . “ Should we go and stop them ? “ said Mel with a troubled look . “ Are you crazy as well ? If you go there now , he will smash us both instead of her . “ said Jack . “ He is your friend . “ said Mel . “ He may be my friend but he is not a normal guy . Believe it or not his pet is a tiger . “ said Jack . “ A real life tiger ? “ said Mel shocked . “ Only a crazy man like him would take a real tiger as his pet . “

“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.”

“I can't wait to give birth to this troublesome unicorn and go on a vacation, leaving her with her daddy!’ she shouted angrily at her tummy as if the baby could actually hear her. “You deserve a vacation honey, but I feel sorry for your husband Chika. He is already going crazy having to deal with just Gojo for three days”. Angela laughed. “He is not ready for the storm to come! This girl will be a hell of work. Now back to our match making”. Yuki cleared her throat. “Okay, how about this guy? He's an American personal trainer, who enjoys rock climbing and outdoor adventures. Maybe a bit of a daredevil?” Angela laughed, imagining herself on a rock climbing expedition. “I'm not sure that I'd s

Jojo murmuring softly desperately. “Are you crazy, Jo? !! If we get caught, we're finished. We’re done! BOOM!!… ”replied Vika in panic after hearing his crazy idea. "I know, but my instincts never gone wrong ..." said Jojo confidently while he pulled out his smartphone from his pocket and hand it over to Arissa who still stunned of his crazy request before. “You were born to be a super model, Arissa...” Jojo showed some of her pictures in his smartphone to Arissa who dressed up as an oriental lady in one of his projects a year ago. Meanwhile, Vika nodded vigorously at them both. Showing her agreement.

She replied and he nodded Smiling. "So have you gotten any? There are lots of companies that would want you in Mystic falls." He said and she scoffed. "I don't think so." She replied holding her bag firmly. "Really? Have you tried Fibre way? They employ people like you almost every time." He stated and she looked at him. "I have been there and I wasn't offered any Job. I was told there Is no Vacancy." She said. "That will change when you meet the owner of the Company, Landon Hernandez. He is the nicest man I have ever met." He said and Kim got frustrated.

My Not Sister Hiro I’m crazy. I know I’m crazy. Everyone knows I’m Crazy Zen—and not in the chill, meditative, herb-sipping way. Insightful as my brain forces me to be—in the most disturbing, inappropriate, and irrelevant ways—social awareness and cultural norms didn’t exactly get installed during the reboot. I’m fine with it. I really am. At least I really was before this.

Ok so now lets end this now, we will meet later. Bye. Dear diary. Ok ok izz calm calm no screaming and jumping - my consy said. How can I not consy - I spoke. I started jumping on my bed and screaming. I am sure if anyone sees me like this they will definitely book a bed for me in mental asylum. Suddenly some knocked the door. "Bhabhi are you ok what happened. Why are you screaming - said Adam from outside and I bit my tounge. "Yeah adam I am ok actually I saw lizard that's why - I said.

Gojo’s Infinity technique hummed subtly, cocooning the room in a private bubble, amplifying the electricity that crackled between them. Y/N wasted no time. She slammed Gojo against the door, the force of the impact making him grunt softly. This wasn't a gentle prelude; it was a declaration. Her hands, usually so precise with cursed energy, were now frantic as they clawed at his jacket, desperate to feel the hard muscles beneath.

My legs don’t give out under me. Akio is on both knees, holding a finger under William’s nose. He quickly looks to Sensei, a little bit of relief in his voice. “Sore wa kare no byōkidesu.” Gojo Sensei nods, his face serious. “What’s going on?” I step forward again. It seems like my legs are too frozen to move at the pace I want them to. “What’s wrong with him?” My voice is rough, panicked. The dagger drops from my hand. “Akio, what the fuck is going on?”

And so was I, barely coming to, I lifted myself up to ride out the tail of my wave. “I’m sorry I couldn’t hold on for you.” I managed to say. His eyes snapped open. “Are you fucking kidding me? It’s perfect timing,” He propped himself up, slowly swiping his finger along my moist slit. “I'm going to stretch you in ways you didn’t think was possible.” That should be a slang coming from him, and it sent my body into a frenzy. I spread my hands to either side of me then said, “I’m all yours.”