Gojo Fanfic Novels & Stories

finished Jojo when Damian didn't continue " And I don't regret it , I will fuck her again if I get the chance, I loved it when she made those breathy little moans as I thrusted in and out of her tight and wet pus*y " Trish made a sudden move and grabbed Jojo by his neck , slamming him against the opposite wall . " Trish ! " called Aiden , he wasn't worried about Trish killing Jojo , they were bros no matter what happened between them ... he trusted Trish enough not to choke Jojo to death . But apparently he thought about Trish feelings too lightly because the man didn't let go of Jojo even when his entire face was starting to turn purple . " Trish, I'm your Alpha and I'm ordering you to let

“Jojo…my boss is a married man. Stop reading wrong meaning to things. He probably looks at you because you are not part of his staffs and he wondered what you are always coming around to do. People will think you are coming to see me as a close friend which you claimed to be …but they don’t know that you are only here to see Mr Ohio. Jojo, I don’t want to lose my job because of you just take the advice and stop coming off and on. Mr Ohio is probably married or getting married soon, even though I did not see any ring in his finger. Give it up or find another way to get to him but reduce your visit to my office. I beg of you… Jojo did not take the news lightly as she walked out angrily. Before

Jojo told me confidently. I walked to me and touched his shoulder. “Now is not the time for us to be divided, Jojo,” I told him carefully. “How about you tell me what really occurred between you and Kayla? I really want to know!” “I love her, milady, but I still have to be loyal to you!” Jojo said slowly. “Since I don’t want to tell lies, I would like to not tell you anything. I am no longer with her but I still need to do her this last favor.”

Arc regained his balance, his concern for Jojo's well-being propelling him forward. The sound of pounding footsteps echoed through the air as the book club members sprinted towards the commotion. Arc's eyes widened in surprise as they converged, their faces etched with concern and outrage. Will, the first to arrive, rushed towards Bill, but Jojo was quicker. Her eyes blazed with a fierce determination, and with a battle cry, she unleashed a swift knee strike. Bill's eyes bulged as her knee connected with devastating precision, striking his vulnerable groin.

It just took me way too long to figure it out. “I have an idea,” Jo says as she piles some risotto onto her fork. I smile as I watch her place it in her mouth and for a split second, I am jealous of her fork. The way her lips touched the fork made my entire body shiver and my cock woke up and decide it is time to play. I adjust myself in the chair and she looks at me, smiling.

Fae “I’d never lie about this,” Jigo was saying, pinching back my cheek gently. "Jigo, that was years ago. You've… really… liked me since then?" He rolled his eyes. "You only have your eyes on him that I have wanted to shake you several times." "Oh… I’m so sorry… but can I say I can almost believe you after that eye roll?” He pinched my cheek harder this time. “Ouch!” I slapped at his hand. “Really. I never felt or noticed anything."

I don’t even want to be in Jojo’s bad book any more than I had. I opened my eyes and saw him staring at my face. “You don’t want this, do you?” He asked me. I bit my bottom like swallowed hard. I didn’t want it, but I needed it. Maybe he could help with the heat– no, what am I saying? That was wrong. He placed his hand over my forehead. “You are so hot.” My eyes dimmed as I stared at him licking his lips. What would he do? Jojo had told me that he was a womanizer, that he would use me and dump me. Was he going to do that now? Damnit I would lose all of my self respect. Damn this heat.

Sadly, they can only have a wishful gaze at them, since Jiro and Rigo easily gets uncomfortable with other people. They make lame excuses like, ‘Oh! We forgot something in the classroom’, ‘We have to make our assignments’, ‘We’re having stomaches’ and so on. Strangely, they’re fine with Cali. Perhaps, because Cali never showed any interest to them. “Little sis, tell Ma that we love her…” Rigo said. “I can’t believe I’m dying before finishing my research about dragons,” said Jiro. He loved searching for conspiracy theories. How it was real that unicorns existed or according to him still exists, dragons that used to live among humans, and many other unbelievable stuff.

“Please, Jiro… I need you…” Jiro didn’t waste any time. With a swift, powerful motion, he thrust inside, burying himself deep within Haru’s body. Haru cried out, his entire body shuddering as the sensation overwhelmed him. Jiro held still for a moment, letting Haru adjust to the intrusion, his hands gripping Haru’s hips tightly. “You feel so good,” Jiro growled, his voice rough with desire. “So tight… mine.”

“Mika’s not wrong. Why didn’t you say anything before?” Joy shrugged. Fiero's hand slid lower, and with zero shame or ceremony, he grabbed her ass again—tight, possessive. “Damn,” he murmured, lips brushing her ear. “You’re just giving me up that easy?” Joy’s expression softened for a fraction of a second. “Never,” she whispered. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt like claws, as if she was the one holding on. “But what needed to be done,” she said louder, “is done.”