Joseph Joestar Skin Novels & Stories

I eventually noticed he’s got a style that I haven’t seen from him before and he looked like he’s a member of a really popular boyband. He’s wearing a long sleeve with prints of red roses all over and they were tucked pretty neatly. I could see his chest popping a little bit and the necklace around his neck just made him look hotter. His hair, I noticed the hair and it was waxed and meticulously brushed up giving a sight of that clear forehead. I could clearly see his face from a distance and I was a bit jealous that it looked pretty smooth and spotless. When I was his age, I had a few pimples here and there maybe because of the stress that I’ve been going through, but looking at Jayler righ

The sight of them feels as though I'm being lashed by my father's whip again. “Hey, it's okay,” Josie soothes, sensing my distress. She reaches out and takes my hand, bringing my fingers to trace over the faint scars whilst she uses her other hand to trace over my own. “We match,” she smiles, “and I wear these with pride, they mark the end of your father's torment, he can't hurt any of us any more, Mace,”

My eyes darted around the table until I spotted the squashed metal lying on a plate. My hands deceived me into believing I could pick it up. The moment it came in contact with my hand, I winced, dropping it immediately, and watched that part of my skin burn without fire. “Silver,” Caine said, approaching. “He was shot with silver,” “Will he make it?” I suddenly became afraid. Caine didn’t answer immediately. His eyes lingered on Jojos’ body for a while before he made a nod “He’s strong. Of course, he will,” he answered.

the good days when i tag along moses, what a memory, Isekai said within himself as he walked down the school hallway on a all black body fitting suit. he has opened up more after Thanatos noticed he is not normal, he felt there is no need acting again that the other gods must have noticed too.

She pressed her lips on mine, taking me in for a kiss. “Sire!” The door opened up. “Are you ready to lose your life?” I growled. He closed the door almost immediately, reading his report from outside the door. “The Alpha, sir Craig, has been grazed by the Alpha’s flame technique and is finding it hard to regenerate. It’s eating up his flesh, and the medics don’t have anything to cure it. Your presence is needed, as they need your consent to cut off his flesh and stop him from burning right down.” The scout explained.

"You're going to help me whether you like it or not anyway. Or else I'll decapitate your little Jacob Jung, wear his head as a necklace, and parade myself in the town plaza for you and for everyone to see." Hiro flinches at his words, and Joaquin shows him a cruel smile. He plants his palm on the table and eases up the ring, removing it slowly on his finger. Hiro watches as the hybrid's skin burns in contact with the sunlight, turning a deep shade of brown and red, it sizzles and peels off his skin layer by layer. When he raises his head to look at him, his face is burning too, but the smile never fades. It clears up after a minute, back to smooth, spotless, fair skin. He's wearing the ring