Joseph Joestar Skin Novels & Stories

I don’t mind all the eyes on me, but I’d rather be beating the shit out of someone than just standing here for them to look at. It seems that Josefina will be the conduit for Selene today, just like she was when I realized how much of a dumbass I was for fucking shit up with Fati. Meredith will be helping her out. JoJo winks at me before she closes her eyes completely. In the blink of an eye, her hair turns completely white and starts to move in an invisible breeze. When they open, her eyes are black orbs with the flecks of stars in them. Selene.

"Please do tell, I will let you know my decision." Joseph took the body lotion out and applied it onto Lisa's leg, he rubbed the lotion into her skin. Lisa would skip skincare steps when she was tired and because of that, Joseph often did it for her. He liked to buy fancy anti-aging cosmetic products and skin treatments for Lisa, and he was not let the skincare products tend to expire before it was finished.

The sooner we see Jojo, the sooner I can get out of here. Jojo sat hunched behind the counter of his ramshackle kiosk, his gnarled fingers idly tapping against the cracked wood. His skin was like ancient parchment, yellowed and thin, stretched too tightly over sharp bones. Deep creases crisscrossed through his face and his eyes, sunken into shadowed hollows, gleamed with an unsettling sharpness, their yellowed whites almost blending with his sickly complexion. His mouth twisted into something that might have been a grin—if not for the unsettling gaps where his teeth should have been. The few that remained were crooked and stained, jutting from his gums like tombstones.

Joseph saw a long scar run from his neck to his right jaw. Another rustle of leaves to his side and then there was another. A mountain wearing the same Kalayaan gear and weapons. Joseph fought the urge to take a step back and run away. This one was a colossus whereas the other was tall and lean like a spruce. His thick, black beard reminded Joseph of a titan or some myth figure of Old Earth. Joseph imagined his each and every step reverberated throughout the woods for miles on end. Both of them strode downrange to the enemy, moving with intent and purpose, rifle at high ready should there be more coming. And there would be more.

Her abundant bush formed a thicket from her lower belly to the apex of her triangle, the fronds curling between her legs. Jo was small by comparison, yet not as petite as Armina and of athletic build. She was honey-skinned from sunbathing, with ash-blonde hair falling to her waist in one long sweep. Her eyes were deep violet-blue with thick curling lashes, dark at the base and gold at the tips. Given to a certain eccentricity of dress, her narrow waist was made even tinier by a red satin basque trimmed with black lace. The half-cups pushed her breasts high, the nipples two pebbles standing out proud. The tightly laced garment ended at the hip bone, and her lower torso was bare, drawing the e

It made his cheeks bulge and his moans sound broken and wet. Which was Perfect. I guided him by the collar to the corner of the room just far enough to keep him from reaching, close enough to see everything. Then I opened the door and he stepped in. Josiah is a man who’s quite handsome even for his age he was tall, calm, confident. Dressed in all black. A man I’d played with before. One who followed my rules without question. One I knew Leo couldn’t compete with. “Thank you for coming Josiah,” I smiled softly and his eyes swept over Leo like he wasn’t even human.

Joey has been admitted to the hospital after the fight with Jaden and was undergoing intense treatment. He sustained a fracture to his left shoulder and a lot of bruises to his face. Since he has been admitted, Gusto has never left his side, he has been the only one that stayed with him. "Gusto, thank you for staying around me... I appreciate this a lot!" Joey almost in a fainted voice uttered to Gusto, just after he woke up. "You don't have to say that, what are friends for!" Gusto replied with a calm smile on his face, as he held Joey's hand lightly.

Standing next to him, was an impatient looking Alistar. The difference between their muscular bodies was very miniscule. Leo’s build was just a little larger then Alistars, his shoulders and back just a little broader. Alistar was a little leaner then Leo though, causing his body to have sharper angles and lines. Leo was also riddled with tattoos all over, while Alistar was completely bare. Alistar had a lot more scars lining his body then Leo, which I made a mental note of to ask about later.

His body writhes under Lexon, desperately searching for friction, needing more of what he's getting to help the sensation between his legs. Jace needs more of his mate, he needs to feel the skin under his hands so he slides his hand under Lexon's shirt. He feels Lexon's smooth, cool skin under his palm as it slides along Lexon's stomach. Jace's hand slid around to his side as he made his way to Lexon's back. He's amazed at how smooth Lexon's skin is. He doesn't feel any lines, or raised bumps like he can on his own body, from all the scars that cover his poor little body.

Many hours later Leo felt as exhausted as Jojo looked, but all of a sudden Jojo’s skin started to ooze a green substance from his very pores. “Don’t touch him. You don’t want to accidentally get any of this on you. He’ll be fine now. We’ll have someone come in here and safely clean him and the bed up. While they do that can you bring him new clothes to wear?” The Druid was very careful not to touch the bed or Jojo. “I’ll get someone to bring it here. I want to stay with him for now.” Leo wouldn’t take no for an answer. He was not going to leave his friend alone for a pair of pants.