Jujutsu Kaisen Crossover Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

She stood strong and firmly, giving her distant cousin a menacing look before speaking loudly enough for everyone to hear. “Ha! Why would I steal the rubbish that my distant cousin picks up? It is not my responsibility to pick up dirt.” She looked at her ex-boyfriend and stated, "And He is extremely far for my standard...thief." She walks away from them without waiting for an answer, turning her back on them to go to the restroom, where she overhears people gossiping about her ex-boyfriend and distant cousin.

replied Gerald in a casual tone. “I see… I go by Futaba Fujiko, and I’m part of Japan’s special forces. I’m here to participate in a special forces competition. Unfortunately, I somehow ended up getting sneak attacked by enemies of my family. Had you not stepped in, I would’ve surely died back there…” explained Fujiko as she shook her head.

A Yakuza Lord, Kazuo-kai. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ What will happen in the next chapter, for this forbidden love between enemies? See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

Just then I couldn't help but notice Kian starting at me, as I follow his gaze I feel Kadachi's coat land on my shoulders and look up at him to see him staring directly at Kian. (Oh, it seems he noticed him first...) Tsubasa chuckles once again not realizing the atmosphere and nudges Kian. "Hey bro, shake Kairi's hand and say hello!" Kian smirks, which sent chills down my spine as he reached out his hand. "Its nice to see you again Ms. Kairi" Before I could even hesitate Kadachi immediately shakes Kians hand instead. (Kadachi...He can sense the tension.) "My fiance doesn't like much physical contact with people she doesn't know to well, I'll shake your hand instead."

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle.” “Ms. Kierra, you have to watch out for Dad. He’s a ninja.” “I see,” she replied, returning to her impressionistic painting of the house and the surrounding foliage. She was good—excellent, actually, and given the opportunity, I bet she could make a name for herself. “He is a ninja, Ms. Kierra,” Casey protested. “He has a black belt in Karate and Ju Ju!” Kierra’s brow crinkled in confusion. “Ju Ju? Do you mean Jujitsu?”

He jumps from the bed, grabbing Jamari by her shoulders, her head lolls backwards from the momentum, eyes still closed tightly. Ren pushes forward in Kenji’s body, I can feel him shoving Kenji’s consciousness to the back of their mind. His claws elongate as his worry for Jamari and Rieka grows. Giving her body a rough shake, his claws dig in slightly, drawing blood from the cuts.

Whittingham, please do your best to survive to the last round if not for your sake, then at least for his sake. Getting down on one knee, both teens lowered their heads and placed a hand over their hearts in a solemn promise to assist Zen in becoming the next Godfather. >>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< Author’s Note: Thank you for reading up to Season 1! Season 2 coming up~ Also, do check out my I* @destiny_aitsuji for the updated news. Krustallos is drawing some scenes and characters for Godfather World so stay tuned!

The head of the Sunland Martial Arts Association, Okajima, looked grim. His beady eyes darted around, and he fidgeted uncomfortably in his suit as if it were covered in thorns. The phone in his hand was heated up like a hot potato and nearly out of battery.

“You’re playing a game you don’t understand.” Kai leaned in, forehead resting against his. “Funny. I was thinking the same thing.” Both of them smiling. Both of them lying. Both convinced they were the one holding the leash. Kai stayed where he was, perched on Jaden’s leg like he belonged there, fingers threading lazily through Jaden’s dreads. “I’d love to get dreads someday,” Kai said, voice thoughtful, almost soft. Jaden laughed. “You’re white. And Asian. You absolutely cannot.”

A man cuffed to a chair, his arms behind him while a woman in heels circles him like prey. I'm frozen. Awestruck. Speechless. Ashton slides behind me, his hand wrapping around my waist. "You okay there Rosie?" he murmurs into my hair. "This is just the world I come from. And tonight... I want to bring you in." "Those knots..." I whisper, my eyes locked on a woman strung up by Hojo Jutsu, legs parted, arms bound behind her back. Her expression is dreamy, lips parted like she's floating.