Jotaro Approaches Dio Novels & Stories

I said, my tone growing sad. "Oh? Well, you selected Atlas, who is a fine horse. I'm sure you two will make amazing choices. We are proud of our work here.” I said, petting Aeraki. "Very nice to meet you, Ismene-Eirene. Since you call my brother here Andy, you can call me Dio. It's charming that you worried for him and Atlas.” Dio said, his tone warm and friendly. "And that's why I asked Andy for help. Horses are something of a thing in our families,” he explained. "

I was determined to protect him from any dangers of the world I was now living in and if we stayed in this diner a moment longer I dreaded to think of what could happen. “Fine,” Dio finally agreed. “You're the boss, let's go.” He dropped some money from his wallet and we were both out of the diner and away from the dangerous, shady man. In the quiet confines of the car, Dio attempted to salvage the night. "There's a spot I wanted to take you to. At least let me show you the surprise I had planned for you." His voice carried a note of hope. My gaze met his and I watched a conflict of emotions play out in his eyes. "Dio, I appreciate the gesture, I really do, but I really need to get some rest

Dante said calmly “I believe that we have organized it well enough for you to be satisfied alongside the other partners, shareholders, and ‘friends’. Don’t worry, we won’t have a sniper pointed at you, by the way” Giovanni clenched his fist, but said nothing as he took a step back, followed by another man, and judging by Leo and Aunt Gabriella’s glares, I could tell that it was Mattia. The men walked toward a table, and nodding at the bartender, the man brought them two glasses.

Drago notified, “I will give you an estimate, you open that door, you will meet hell, what are you going to do when you are injured?” El Diablo smiled, he didn’t flinch when he was told about his wound neither did he look shocked when he was told of his doom, because one thing was for certain, this was not the end for him. “This,” he said followed by a gunshot. Drago flinched, momentarily showing his pain on his face before concealing it again as the black haired man before him walked up to him. “Now we are both bleeding,” El Diablo said before placing his gun on Drago’s temple as he stood behind him, “and you will open the door.”

"Yes, with the Tyche's daughter." "Ok Jonathan." Jiroo said and he looked at me then back to the guy. "Fucking shit! Park Ceres!" Jiroo shouts loudly and throws the bottle, directly hitting the poor Jonathan as Jiroo ran to him and he pulled out the dagger that buckled on his hip and stabbed the guy on his neck before slitting his throat. Jiroo is mad! "Stop the wedding!" I shouted and we all charged forward to the hoplites. "Oh crap!" I exclaimed when I saw Nami fall on his face. "The fuck are you doing?!"

I knew which one Dario was as Dario had a black shirt on, while Atlas had a white one on. I stood there in fear, my eyes just stuck on Dario as Atlas sprinted towards him landing a punch on his jaw but just in time Dario dodged the punch and kicked Atlas in the face making him fall to the ground. Dario smiled as he circled around his body. Atlas snapped his angry face towards Dario giving him a menacing glare as he stood up again as the two circled each other.

“No, I won’t.” “Apologize, or I’ll make you apologize,” Dario spoke in a threatening tone. I didn’t know whether it was because he held an actual position, but he seemed different. He seemed more serious and determined. I supposed Johnny could see it as well because this time he turned around to face Kenzo and the twins and didn’t hesitate. “I’m sorry,” Johnny said. “If you really knew me, you would’ve known that I wasn’t actually going to do anything.”

Seeing that Rio was hurt by his attack, Dante let a thunderous growl intimidate Rio. Rio, although hurt, had managed to stop the bleeding thanks to the enchanted medallion and the training he went through with Leonard and Deadrei. He then retaliated by spearing Dante, causing him to fall to the ground. Rio then mounted over him and started to pound him with a barrage of punches and elbows, he also slashed Dante on the neck but it was not too deep.

"I changed to tell you that you're all insane—did you think you could get away with doing this? SHE IS MY MATE!" I watch as the entire sky turns dark. Shadows creep into the forest, materializing into snickering, faceless men. There is a whole pack of them, and when Dior lifts his hand, they attack the Summerburst pack, splattering their blood everywhere. Horror seizes me, and I lie there, unmoving, as Dior hovers above me with concern radiant over his features. He falls to one knee and picks me up without a word. I'm not sure whether to fear Dior or be happy about his return, which he notices.

[Find her. Already moving before the order finished. Another shot echoed upstairs. Ciro’s jaw locked hard enough to hurt. The room blurred around the edges as his brain started calculating distances, exits, timings. Bathroom corridor. Second floor. Too long. Too far away from him. A man rushed toward him speaking quickly in Italian about rival crews and targets and routes— Ciro grabbed him by the throat mid-sentence. “Non mi importa,” [I don't care] he said. Quiet.