Goofy Gojo Novels & Stories

I answer "Except you don't have the sparkly blue eye thing that makes me want to stare at you all day" "Who's that?" Mel asks, coming closer "Do I know him?" "He's an anime character" I say, looking at him "Are you serious? You don't know him? He's a total Cream look alike, except he talks a lot but they're totally the same. Oh and Gojou is a total DILF" Mel's eyes widens "DILF?" "Daddy I'd Like To Fuck" Cream answers, his eyes still trained on me "The convent girl knows her words"

The small white man was already on his knees and the crowd was shouting for blood. The next fifteen minutes amazed everyone. The smaller one was persistent. With his sword, he kept on slashing and chipping away at the giant thanks to his speed. No one knew who would win. The mediator finally stepped in when the smaller man dropped unconscious. He was close to winning. It was his body that gave out first. The crowd just clapped normally for the victory of the giant. It was obvious that everyone vouched for the smaller one to win. This was Gairoshi. Because of the presence of the crowd, the pressure was doubled. When the first match ended, almost half of the crowd stood to empty their bowels.

He looks amused but eventually, he smiled again. "You are eye-catching. But don't worry, I don't do hookups, If I like a girl, I'll be loyal asf" I smirk upon hearing his remarks "Don't play mind games on me, Mister! I'm way better than a player!" I said with a devilish smile. Men will always be men. They are all sweet talkers until they got what they want.

She had to move with a special material that kept her heart stable, for she would also be a weak Omega if not for her wolf, Bambi the executioner. I stood my ground, staring at her hair as it fell right down. There was nothing I could do to stop her from denying such an incessant act of jealousy. I also felt that way whenever other ladies challenged me for him. “What’s happened here?” The ground shook. We exchanged glances, taking our eyes towards the sound of the grumbling noise. Ryu stood there, a roughed-up boar hanging around his neck. He wasn’t putting on clothes, and his broad chest caught my attention. He was dripping, his well-sculpted abs glistening with each movement he made under