Jojo Satoru Novels & Stories

"I'm so sorry, Victoria. They didn't make it. Shortly after you left a Soul Eater broken in and attacked them all. It was like a shark feeding frenzy. They didn't stand a chance." My heart shattered and I breathlessly pleaded with her to tell me she was joking. That this was some sick, sick joke she was playing. But the sorrow in her eyes told me exactly what I didn't want to hear. My knees gave out and I fell to the floor as the faces of every person in the building flashed through my head.

Jun stood there staring at the back of the old man’s friend’s lad head. Would he stop leering at Iori if he smacked him at the back of the head? Since he got to know Iori and her family, he never ceased to be amazed at the leering the mention of their family name caused. He hadn’t been aware of it until Kurosaki did her stunt unknowingly exposing her and in consequence him as her boyfriend. He was still being approached by people who hoped to get to her through him to her. And that’s exactly what Saitou was trying to do right now…

Aito was so frightened he fainted on the spot. "You see... Ryuho is part of the SM circle" Toshiro said, not hesitating to taint the innocent Ryu. He deliberately lowered his voice to almost a whisper to make it seem mysterious and very important. Hearing that, Aito visibly paled and Toshiro felt happy, knowing it was working. "I've heard that he's a Dom. The extreme kind and he likes cute guys. Just like you. His last boyfriend was my roommate's friend and he told us that Ryuho is brutal. He can't get hard without inflicting pain and he especially likes role play so he made him wear embarrassing costumes and they do..." he purposely let his voice trail off, leaving the rest to Aito's imagin

This is a ALL BOYS SCHOOL and that man is my personal trainer. Yuuki Toshita and me? Hajimemaste! Watashiwa Siege Ayato desu. ---

He kept silent as my eyes sinfully travelled to his body curves as I took into memory his appearance. He wore a big, warm sweater that hung loosely from his shoulders revealing the tank top he wore underneath. He wore baggy pants that hung on his tiny waist, his hair gathered in a low messy bun, his feet covered with a black quarter length socks and camo crocs on his small feet. He had in his hands a large blanket as I imagined all the things I could do to him, how he would moan my name and... "...Earth to Elias." I was snapped out of my lustful imaginations by Sora's soft voice.

Her white uniform set off her fair skin, making her look even more seductive. “It’s okay. Experts like him must have strong pride. Without pride, one cannot be the strongest. I finally understand why the Refined Blade Dojo can stand firm in Riverbank for so long. It’s because of you, Murao Hokujo. You are the treasure of this dojo,” Aiden said. “Treasure of the dojo? I like the way you put it,” Reiko said with a smile. “Actually, Murao isn’t the face of our dojo. It’s actually Jiro Sakamoto. He and his brother, Taro, are the youngest of us all who became grandmaster in kendo.

He doesn't want to show his transformation in public. "Sorry, we ugh... pictured you to be a hermaphrodite." A boy with an undercut said. "Alright then. What about him?" The guy turns his head to Kurai. "HE'S not genderfluid." Kurai snapped. "He's also not Chinese, Kurosawa. Let's get to introductions." Kazuha said. "Names Kurosawa Masato." The boy in leather says. "Yoshino Karin. Nice to meet you." The girl with blond hair said cheerfully.

“I am Jim Provozone, we talked on the phone earlier.” On closer inspection, I notice that he is exceptionally well dressed, and his brown eyes are big and round. Matter of fact, they kind of remind me of a deer. His nose protrudes well past where it should, and he looks like a cartoon representation of a man. Stifling a laugh, I sit back and say, “Well, you already know that I am Jason. I want to know exactly how you found my number and know everything about her and what is going on.”

"Zolotov...It's good to see you." The Yakuza heir greeted, earning a simple, indecipherable nod from my husband before his gaze turned to my own. "I do not believe we have had the pleasure of meeting. I am Keisuke Satarou, Vittoria's betrothed. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

The Lorraine I know has a unique wheezing laugh. "Don't mind her." The bald man, I'm pretty sure he's the bassist/cellist/drummer Satoshi from Blacklist! he glanced at the form I had submitted online perhaps to confirm my claim. "Fukuda Kagami-san, correct?" "Yes, sir." I heard one of the contestants gasp. "That's-" "Ahem!" A chic man with silky long black hair, Renjiro, a bassist/screamer from the former heavy metal band, Ainz glanced in the contestants' direction.