Gojo Shades Novels & Stories

So I fake a smile, I'm hoping he doesn't notice. "Jeffrey hi." I try to say in the same way he called my name. I remember the last time I saw this guy I didn't want to believe in intimacy anymore. Jeffrey Clark is tall, like basketball height tall, he's white, black hair which he shaved off, green eyes and really really bad at sex.

Isolde brushed away the crumbs from his mouth with such care. The two of them looked so close, like they were in their own little world where no one else could step in. I tried to ignore the twist in my stomach and was about to walk away when a bunch of assassins in black jumped out of nowhere. I stepped back, asking them, "Who are you guys? What do you want?" The assassins looked at each other and then ran straight for me. Their hands gripped weapons with dark, poisoned blades—the same deadly poison that had hurt my dad!

It was clear, well-lit, and taken somewhere I've never come across. Four men stood, side by side, none facing the camera. Even though they weren't facing the camera, you could see what needed to be seen. One face. Four times. It was Drey, but not Drey. My brain and eyes didn't know how to put it at first. It felt like I was seeing Drey in four different faces. They look exactly the same but in different appearances. Like I was staring at the four shades of Drey. My hand started shaking before I felt it happening. The phone trembled in my grip but Victoria reached out and took it back, carefully, like she was removing something fragile from someone who couldn't be trusted with it.

Bella stumbled backwards, narrowly avoiding the attack. "Focus on your opponent, not me!" I commanded sharply. "They won't wait for you to make a move." Despite her frustration, she turned back to face the shade, her determination evident in her tightened grip. The shade struck again, this time targeting her left side. With increased speed, she blocked the attack and attempted a counterstrike, albeit clumsily. The shade effortlessly deflected her blade, its smoky form moving with unnatural grace. As it spun towards her midsection, Bella gasped and ducked just in time to evade the strike. "Improvement," I acknowledged with a nod. "You must fully commit to your strikes. Hesitation could cost y

Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

Sudden energy rises through our bodies as we absorb the dark energy. I look to where Jiro is standing and saw his once full-of-life eyes... turn lifeless in less than a second, as his violet hair turns darker. He suddenly shouts in pain as a tattoo quickly appears on his lower arm. He fell on his knees the more his pain increased. Then the magic circle under him disappears, leaving him holding his arm before he fell to the ground.

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🤧🤧🤧

A look of regret crosses his face and tears run down my face cause I know what he means “No please it hurts” I murmur. He's been training me to control ‘obsidian’ in case she comes out but when he says my trigger word it’s hard for me to fight it "I'm so sorry tsvetok, I promise I’ll make it up to you” he kisses my hand whilst keeping his eyes on the road “Please” I beg in a whisper "Shadow" he whispers and then everything goes black Obsidian POV: Finally, it's my time to shine ladies and gentlemen. Being Amari’s alter ego and personality disorder is just boring. She’s too sweet. Too weak she could learn from me

Zinjo kept his tone neutral and indifferent. "Is that why you came to the wedding?" Aurelia kept her mean words to herself and focused on Sojobo. "Yes, the first few ingredients are of the mortal realm, but since the shadow people exist in the beyond as well, we higher beings are the binding agents. Mine is Divine lightning." Sojobo's hands moved rapidly, and he chanted a small stormcloud appeared over the glass. Tiny bolts of lightning galvanized the runes. The glass had grown into a four-foot urn complete with a lid. Zinjo looked over at Aurelia, "I was not expecting it to be so big," He tapped it with a single finger, not a burn mark touched his hand.

I asked with confusion. Austin looked at me, he seemed shocked "What do you mean you don't know Isuper? It's going to be released today!" He was agitated as he dragged my hand toward the door "I need to be there to get it, I can't afford to miss out on this, Adrian," He added. We entered his car and I volunteered to drive as he wasn't fully recovered just yet. "Tell me about the Isuper," I told him. Austin looked like he was sulking for a second before he sighed and shook his head "It's an avatar..." He went on and on but the only thing I was able to grab was that the collection he was talking about was a useless thing!