Gojo Gets Stabbed Novels & Stories

He slings an arm around Mama’s shoulders; “Naomi and I will get married very soon. I need the extra space for my new wife.” Three seconds. That is all it takes for everything to go haywire. One moment, Zakari is boiling at the foot of the stairs, and the next, he’s lunging for his father with a loud, animalistic roar. Fists and blood fly in equal proportions as Zakari pins Sebastian to the wall and proceeds to pummel his face like a punching bag. “Somebody help!” Mama screeches, “they’re going to kill each other! Please, help!"

She had flour dust on her forehead, remnants of dough around her undone nails from when she kneaded it, and her messy hair held into a bun over her head. "I work as his chef and this is... His close friend." Jojo presented a work ID everyone working under Kyle got and the people and the reception heaved. They showed them the way and Jasmine and Jojo rushed into the closing doors of the elevator just in time. "Let's go back, Jasmine. It's very risky moving around while you're still in your first marriage." Jojo insisted. The elevator was empty so he didn't hesitate stating the truth. "I won't leave unless I see him." Jasmine sobbed. "He had gone to see Lila. What suddenly happened that he end

There were also photos of them in bed together and… torn limbs. I immediately recognized the woman in the photos—she was none other than my best friend, Joey. The explicit and gory photos made my vision go white. I clamped a hand over my mouth, trying to stop myself from puking. "You… You killed Joey?" I stammered. "Killed her?" Liam was still smiling. "I would much prefer it if you called it 'getting inspiration.'" My goosebumps rose when I looked into his eyes. They were cold and emotionless.

Jojo said over her shoulder as she followed the other girls sauntering out of the gym. Vivian was left standing there fuming, watching the retreating backs of the girls she’d thought had been her friends. Just before Jojo disappeared out the door, Vivian’s rage bubbled over. She flew forward and wrenched a piece of wood off the beam then raced toward Jojo. She grabbed her hair and stabbed her through the back, right into the heart. “The thing about being the leader is,” Vivian said in Jojo’s ear, “there’s always going to be someone trying to stab you in the back.”

I spoke slowly, looking at both of them. The taller guy turned to Jiao. "Sorry, boss, but Moretti is well known, and she keeps her word," he said roughly, shrugging his big shoulders. Finally, someone smart. But within a second, Jiao pulled out a small knife and stabbed the man in the chest. He groaned in pain and collapsed, grabbing his chest. Fuck. That was my chance to escape. "Don't push your luck," Jiao warned. I watched as the man lay there, bleeding and groaning in agony.

The two of them rolled on the rocks. The impact knocked Willow aside, but the lingering effects of the electric shock left her too weak to get up and forced her to watch helplessly as they grappled. "Matthew!" Willow gasped in disbelief as she saw Joey's knife plunge into Matthew's chest. "Willow, run…" Matthew clung tightly to Joey's hand, but his eyes remained fixed on Willow, filled with urgency. Joey looked at her blood-soaked hands, disbelief flooding her expression. She couldn't believe what she had done.

Forms blurred dance—draw, cut, sheath—bodies colliding controlled violence, each brush electric foreplay. Shoji rattled suddenly, splintering shadow-intrusion. Five figures burst ink-black—board rebels, faces twisted vendetta, tanto knives glinting malice under dojo lanterns. Leader snarled Japanese filth, blade arcing Kenji's throat. Time fractured slow-mo: his bokken snapped block, but flanking wolves lunged my blindside.

They had taken her. My legs found its way out of the room, staggering as I made my way down the stairs. “Guys, Jasmine was taken too,” I announced terrified. They were standing in a curved circle, and my arrival made them break the perfect arc, revealing Jojo who was fighting for his breath on the floor, hands covered in blood. “A bullet got to Jojo”. *****

he asked while the others laughed "no am gonna do this" joel said and gave the guy a punch across his face making the guy fall back "did you just punched me?" The guy asked while touching his face "yeah and am gonna do that again" joel said with confidence "you idiot you're gonna regret this guys get him" he said and signals the other guy to fight joel. he moved closer to joel and they engaged in a very serious fight exchanging fist and all that when the leader brought out a knife from his pocket and I gasp when he made an attempt to stab joel with it

she said “Meh, like I had a choice” We might have continued, had Arian not let out a frustrated “Enough!” Everyone, Bimbo included cowered and some outright trembled, I just frowned. “Very well” She threw a punch and I dodged, grabbing her fist and twisting. I almost smiled I’m satisfaction as she grimaced in pain, until she brought her leg up the side of my head and I lost my balance. I staggered backward, willing myself not to fall. Something dripped from my forehead and I realized that I’d been cut.