Jojo Cherry Novels & Stories

Her expression took on a slightly mischievous quality as she spoke. "Well, it seems I've monopolized enough of your time for today," Cherry said, her voice laced with a hint of mystery. "But before I go, Levi, I think it would be prudent if I had a way to contact you. You know, to call when I’m less busy and all." Levi, caught off guard by Cherry's unexpected request, smiled warmly and reached into his pocket, pulling out a small notepad and a pen. He scribbled his phone number onto a piece of paper and handed it to Cherry, his curiosity piqued by her enigmatic demeanour.

he chuckled. Evie looked at him with a smirk. “Why? Are you too bad at dancing that you want to do with without anyone else seeing? You know I heard you’re a bit of a show off but right now, all I see is a little chicken who is scared of giving a girl what she deserves

Because of her shock, she couldn’t react immediately so she was like a statue while she’s in Renjo's arms. “Let’s go. I'll get you out of here.” Renjo uttered only eight words, but they were enough to remove Tiarra's mask from a while ago. Her eyes welled up with tears once again. Her heart warmed as she felt the tightening of her friend's arms and the delicate kiss he put on her head.

She came all the way from Canada? "Barbara!" I exclaimed. If I hadn't been carrying my girl in my arms, I would have jumped on Barb. She smiled. "Hi, honey? Gosh, I can't believe I'm seeing you. Thanks to Roy for the invite." "Aw… I've missed you so, so much! Thanks for coming!" "Happy birthday to you." Virginia leaned close, and pecked me on the forehead. "Thanks." "Happy birthday, fried chicken," Bella greeted as well, and that made me chuckle.

Asking for compliments. Tom releases her hand from his only to bring her a drink. Now she's all his... Keith fishes a syrup-soaked cherry from a weave of straws, umbrellas, and lemon wedges, and feeds it to him. Tom reaches for a kiss, but she puts her finger to his lips and says in his ear: “Tommy, don't…we're being watched. - So what?! Nobody here knows us. Keith takes his hand and leads him down the hall, weaving between the dancing bodies. It's quieter here, you can not yell into each other's ears.

Rae was too old for her to enroll into Cloudtop Academy. This was the same case for Clara. Only Cherry qualified in terms of age. Somewhat anxious, Cherry went up to the testing meter. She placed her hand on the testing meter. Shortly after, the testing meter gave out a sound in the form of a beep, and Cherry's Genetic Talent was displayed on the screen, along with her rank. Name: Cherry Santiago. Genetic Talent: Grade A. Age: 16-years-old.

There's nothing like fear and a failed mission to clear the mind. I showered, made myself something good to eat, and then tracked her down to the underground aquarium. She was watching the fish as they swam by. There was a piece of candy between her lips, and she wore a short grey fur skirt and a white tank top. Cherry was lying on the floor, her phone playing soft music beside her. It buzzed a few times, likely her receiving notifications from the random people on her contact list. “Cherry,” I called out to her. She didn't turn, just continued sucking on the candy while her eyes followed one of the multi coloured fishes.

"You made me marry her to a man I know nothing about." "I felt pity for the girl once ago, but you made me hate her," Cherry said. "I hated her more seeing that she looked a lot like my dead mother." "And how does that concern me?" I asked. "Alexander Loyd, I don't expect this from you," she said. "Ever thought of your father kidnapping her from my aunt just to get a daughter " "Cherry!" I screamed. "Do not forget that tomorrow is my birthday," she said. "I want a fanciful bag, and shoe from you."

I shouted in frustration. I am what? The child of who? The Gods? And what the heck is our clan's misery? My goodness! I stood up and went straight to our house's mini-library. As my father is the chief of the village, this is quite normal for us to have such a mini-library in our house. When I got there, a lock was what greeted me. I smirked because father knows that I can easily open this by simply melting the lock. Which is what I did and I got in without a single drop of sweat.