Guru Boboiboy Novels & Stories

Says the girl again. "Hey, we're all nerds here. Come on." The geeky one says. "At least I don't have glasses." She replied. She smirked as the geeky one feels offended. "All right, I'll start." He adjusts his glasses as he turns to me. "My name is Tobiah, Tobiah Dubois." "French?" I asked. "Yeh." He replied. "Why?" "Nothing," I said. "Okay, my turn." Says the bully like one. "The names Sophia Reagan."

"I want you to be proud. Proud of what a good boy you are. Proud that you are mine. Proud that you know what you like. So very few toms can admit to their true desires. But not my good boy. My good boy is learning to give in." "Don't believe me? Let me show you." The no fur gently turned Guru's face to take a good look at the Black Devil's stash of toys for tormenting. "Nod your head if you want me to bring one of those big dildos over and make you take it up the ass."

I questioned, as usual, Ojas answered first in his sweet voice " today was a fun day because there is a new student in my class, he's from an Aboriginal trip and his name is Devansh and you know what mom, he's super intelligent. He's very good at mathematics. I made him my friend. His sister is in Eric and Ezra's class " " That's great," I said but Eric and Ezra rolled their eyes at Ojas making me look at Maverick with nervousness because he can't stand whenever any of our children dare to roll their eyes at each other. In no time Maverick scold them " little ones if you don't love your eyes then roll them again. I'll pull them out in no time. Don't you understand it yet, rolling eyes is rud

The smile on his face is taunting, allowing me to see that he knows more about me than I do about him. "I see you got my message," he notes, pointing down to the paper I still hold in my hand. A lump gathers in my throat as I glance down at it. I don't think I can handle not knowing anything about this man for another second, especially with the probability of Malik walking back in here being so high. "I've never seen you before," I say slowly. "How did you even manage to get up here?" "Let me firstly introduce myself," he says politely. He holds his hands out, and I see his hands are encased in strange ebony velvet gloves. "I'm known most commonly as Fate."

He wants to confirm whether he is the fine Bobo they were talking about " is this the fine bobo? " They looked at the picture closely then shook their heads " no be him be this one " " are you sure about that? " " yes officer ,no be him. But I don see this man face before " they said " Really? Where? " " na The first time wey we go collect money before we do the job . That fine bobo get aunty. He be like say na the aunty son this man wey you show us be "

Bob cried. "2030, what's wrong with you?" Gabriel mumbles. "Oh, I am so happy you are okay!" Bob said, embracing his boss tightly while crying. "Get off me and give me a six-foot distance!" Gabriel stated. Bob hastily removed his hands from around his young master and drew far away from him. "Sir. If you don't mind me saying since you can't find the traitor this way, why don't you summon the omega and see what she knows? Bob said.

"W* laaro ola,shotigbo? Ma ri nkan ti mole she fun e. Eja a malo. ( Come tomorrow morning. Let me see what I can do for you. Let's go guys) "Ese sir( thank you sir)" Dami postrated to thank Mr Aguda. He was so happy, all he could do was smile. Will things change for the good? He asked himself. He smiled as he walked slowly behind Mr Aguda and his apprentices. "Shey kon shey eni ti woli ojosi sope kema help niyen sir,koma lo je wipe...( What if this is the person the prophet told you not to render help to the other day?)"

I turned to see Bobby coming, I waited for him. “Hi,” I greeted, once he got to me. “Enjoying yourself?” asked Bobby, grinning. “Sort of,” I lied. “Did you make any new friends yet?” “Well, somebody tried to befriend my ass, does that count?” I deadpanned, Bobby busted out laughing. “Who?” he questioned, once he had finished laughing. “Some guy named Joe,” I answered. “Oh Joe Henchmen, yeah he goes after all the girls’ asses,” replied Bobby, with an amused smile, then he turned serious. “Hey, I wanted to ask you something.”

whispered Bobi again. "Ah, you! That's it. Just be brave, Bro. Don't think about anything else. Focus on our content. We have enough followers. Just a little bit more to beat Mamat Kalong, a member of horror content. Don't you want to be rich like him? Then we can Exchange all our coins for dollars. Just imagine dollars, dollars, Bob! Mat Kalong can stay in a haunted house, actually live in a cemetery, date in the middle of the forest, can't we?" Aldebaran acted diplomatically. Bobby nodded. He was also tired of being poor. The dream of him and his best friend is to be rich like other people. Let's not continue to be underestimated by his parents, compared to his older brothers who are alrea

A deep voice rumbled, “Damn, Bobby. How long you been busting your ass on this?” Bobby snorted and shook his head. Tommy Grummel was the biggest, hardest, toughest guy he knew . . . with a heart like a melted marshmallow. At 6’4 and 230 pounds he didn’t seem to realize he could crush anyone he wanted. Instead, he befriended everyone, especially all the other square pegs . . . losers . . . like Bobby who didn’t fit the world’s holes. Bobby didn’t think he could call anyone his best friend, but if push came to shove, he’d name Tommy.