Gyros Jojo Novels & Stories

He seems to be having a pretty good time. "Mind if I sit with you then?" As always, Jojo is the picture of politeness. "Sure," I scooch over, and he settles next to me. His eyes are on two dark-haired girls who couldn't be older than seven, climbing the jungle gym. "Cute kids," I comment, enjoying the way they're hanging off the monkey bars. "They are, aren't they?" Jojo beams. "My girlfriend wants kids one day. She'll be a really good mom."

They kept their dens off the reserve, but if they needed to let off some steam, they could hide among the various big cats roaming the reserve. Doctor Graves had just given Jojo permission to shift again after receiving a wound in the first battle. So he was cranky because he had to pack instead of play or hunt in his animal form. Leo understood, but they could do that at home. Oh, Leo knew it was the nymph that made him cranky and not the timeline for returning to his animal.

'' It was Chaos' turn to not reply quickly. ''Be glad that you didn't come. It was stressful. Three fights broke out because of a simple jester. The six participants involved were immediately disqualified on the spot. That’s minus six from the original 112 participants for the Gairoshi.” “You’re more than a hundred?” Carysse didn’t mask the surprise on her face. As far as she could remember, Zeikontour only had less than thirty. “That’s to be expected. Gairoshi is a contest for the crown,” Chaos said. Carysse knew that. She just didn’t expect it to be that many.