Gojo Death Stare Novels & Stories

“I wasn’t tаlkіng tо you, mаtе, so mіnd уоur own fuсkіng business. Unlеѕѕ уоu’vе hаd a gо wіth Izzу, then wе саn compare nоtеѕ.” His ѕmіlе wаѕ thе fіnаl nаіl іn thе соffіn, he hаd juѕt ѕіgnеd hіѕ оwn dеаth warrant. A flash of аngеr сrоѕѕеd Jоеl’ѕ face аѕ he leapt over thе bаr grabbing Dаvіd bу the thrоаt. Thеу hurtlеd tоwаrdѕ thе ground, ѕеndіng еvеrуоnе іnсludіng mе flуіng.

A watch became a strong memory for him. Bellona's figure was still in the car. Consciousness becomes a hard blow for him to fight to the end to the enemy. Cho Ye Joon attacks again with all his strength. "Yaaaach!!" he exclaimed as he prepared his attack. However, what he was looked for to an attacked had not right on target. Go Jo Woo begins to show the position of the smoke darkening his eyes. "Huh?!" he shouted then stopped. “Hahaha, taste this!!” Go Jo Woo exclaimed coming from an unexpected direction.

Sunshine holds back his tears when seeing the blood running through Timmy’s jeans. Zanjo is panting and cannot feel his whole body in this upside-down position. “If you will kill us… Governor. We’ll drag you to hell with us,” he audaciously confronted the Governor. Don Pablo smiles enigmatically at him as he stabs his chest. The blood goes out of Zanjo’s nostrils, and suddenly the second stab kills him. Zanjo’s dead body hands while the blood is still running. “ZANJO!” Timmy cries in vain when seeing his friend’s lifeless face.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

It was very strange for an Elder to take a mind link while talking. "Hmm" the Elder cleared his throat "I have just received some very disturbing news" he paused as if he was still trying to process. "Alpha Joey is dead" "What!" Both Renee and I shout at the same time our jaws all but dropping to the floor. "Yes, this is very disturbing news indeed. His neck was snapped in his own office." Elder Chase responds his face wrinkling in thought. "In his own office?" I question, "So they know who the killer is. Was it a challenge?"

"And besides, Mr. Pieters here claimed he personally saw me having lunch with Justus. Shouldn't we at least confirm the facts before making that call?" Without warning, Joaquin struck Wagner with a thunderous slap. Wagner didn't even get a chance to scream. Blood gushed from his eyes, nose, and ears as his body crumpled to the floor. He never imagined he would die like this. "No one saw anything. That was nonsense. Dr. Zeller, you should really get going to the Green King Manor now."

I forced myself through the crowd, stepping over broken bottles and bodies. The DJ booth was damaged, the music playing in a distorted manner. The Dj himself was dead. I recognized him—a student of ours. My wolf growled, clawing at me to unleash the anger in me. But I reeled him in. “Not now, boy,” I muttered. As seconds passed, I finally got a clearer vision. “Jojo!” I yelled his name the moment I sighted him. He hurried to where I was and assisted me. “You were cut,” jojo said, placing his hand on a deep cut I didn’t notice on my torso. I winced, shifting away from his hand,

His soulless eyes darken to the severity of an eclipsing moon. “There is no change without sacrifice.” He says sternly, then drives the dagger into his chest. Jaja glides across the floor, capturing Beards' body just as he collides with the hard surface. He brushes Beards' hair away from his brow line while his eyes feverishly scan his face. My worst fear comes to life when Jaja cocks his head back, and releases a roar that is filled to the brim with grief, suffering and anguish. Tyber too, cocks his head back, and lets out a roar that mirrors Jajas' as he collapses to his knees.

There was a streak of disgust flashed across his icy blue eyes. 'So it's him.' She utters and gave him a blank stare. A scene flashed in her mind where Mort has Death's painting in his office. Behind her red mask, pupils dilated, Sumire looked down at the man sitting next to Klauss. She gave a hostile glare when Mort's gaze locked on her.

His hands are tied behind the chair. Jung Kwang Soo’s face is swollen. His shirt is drenched with blood. Blood is trailing down on his face from the back of his head. His eyelids flutter as he twitches his fingers. A sound wakes him up. Jung Kwang Soo opens his eyes slowly and looks at the person in front of him. His throat turns dry. Death is standing before him. “You,” He utters through a clenched jaw. “You bastard!”