Jojo Writing Novels & Stories

Go Jii was in the house, he was feeling good and his body was energetic for the first time after a lot of year feeling tired, he woke up early in the morning and he got up and then he wore some sport clothes and then he told the maid that he is going out for a quick run, then he went out and started running without any direction, he passed beside a park, he stopped and backed off toward the park he started looking around it then he saw that girl from that day at school he saw her with someone who seemed like another girl then he went into the park and started running there, when he was running he heard someone calling it was the voice of his new neighbor and that neighbor was the daughter an

Jojo began to shake Angel, her demand urgent, "I want sugar in my..." But her words faltered as she caught sight of Lady Leggy, who stood watching her with an unwavering gaze. Jojo's attention shifted, captivated by the enigmatic figure. "Ooh, shiny person!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands like a toddler. She took slow, sheepish steps towards Lady Leggy, her eyes fixed on the elegant gown. Reaching Lady Leggy's presence, Jojo bowed deeply, her small hands reaching out to touch the hem of the gown. "I worship you," she declared, her voice filled with childlike wonder.

Jojo giggled as she jumped up and down on the bed. “ Oh... Your birthday ? Are you serious ” He said. Okay ! He had not expected that. Or was she kidding with him again. “ Yes I'm damn serious... I'm going to be fourteen tommorow gosh I'm so excited ” “ Wow... You're now a big girl ” “ I was a big girl before check me out ” Jojo said pouting her lips, she didn't like it when someone think of her as a small girl. Scott checked her out, from her black curly hair to her green eyes, her freckled chubby cheeks, her pointed nose, her cherry lips. She was neither slim or chubby just perfect.

"Mmm.....an incredible way to wake up." Jordan groaned, sounding pleased and proud. JoJo flushed because it was the only response she could muster after what they'd just done. Last night and this morning had served to open her eyes to the fact that no matter what hllappens, no matter how rough it lgets, they'll always burn for each other. She for Jordan and he for her. "I could go get something to clean us up now or we could get of this bed and go shower, conserve the hotel's water, ll know."

Jojo's pupils were earthquake-like and trembling, and the bottom of his eyes was shocked and afraid. Really? "You... impossible... master accepted me as an apprentice in online writing three years ago! You can't be her!" Jojo's mood is on the verge of collapse, keeping the last trace of reason to compete.

He’s typing. Jude, 10.25pm: Shit, sorry, I mean Jo. Typing again. Jude, 10.25pm: The Jo I know. I’m about to start typing but he’s typing yet again. Jude, 10.25pm: You’re totally not a ho, haha. I don’t know how to react at first, maybe because I’m caught by surprise. This… This is… I scream into my pillow. This is cute.

I turned to Jill quickly. " Call doctor joan NOW ! " i order.

All she wants is to be with Nathan and Jo for as long as possible. “Come back to me, okay?” She whispers. “Safe and sound.” “I will,” Nathan swears. And he means it. He’s gonna come back to her and Jo, unscathed. Nothing can harm them as long as they’re together. “Just wait for me, okay?” he tells her. “I’ll be back in no time.” Halsey nods. That’s right. He’ll be back and they’ll be all together. … Jo is at the school’s gym, lined up with other girls. They’re gonna start playing basketball and she’s next in line. The teacher tells her to come forward and passes her a ball. Jo catches it, surprisingly quick, and effortlessly dribbles it.

Layla POV It’s finally the weekend, and I can’t wait but to relax. I am wearing my most comfortable yoga pants with an oversized t-shirt that hits me almost on my knees. I am lazily lying down on the couch watching tv when Jo comes out of her room with tears in her eyes. “That bastard,” she curses, sitting on the end of the couch, moving my feet and resting them on her legs. I raise an eyebrow, looking at her, and she takes a deep breath, cleaning her tears with the back of her sleeve.