Kim Jojo Novels & Stories

Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!” Jade was was Capris alter ego, she never told anyone she didn’t know her real name. She was not a bird brain easily impressed woman. Men would often pull our wads of cash out to try and impress her, but she would look away in disgust. Money didn’t impress her, neither did material things. She had everything she needed or wanted. Capri worked to ensure she would never be in need or want. She also told them she wasn’t into men as a way to get them to back down. She knew she needed another excuse. That line did not work, she would have never though these little boys wo

Jojo walked forward with a small smile, and the sound of small leather shoes kicking on the ground was full of noble spirit. The crowd began to talk, and some people came forward to talk. a famous producer, smiling and admiring at Jojo: "A few years ago, Jojo had a high reputation, some people said that she was just a high school student, and basically no one believed it. But now, I didn't expect Jojo is really a high school student. I." Jojo shook her head: "I can't surpass my Master. Her skill is beyond my reach." The investor was slightly dazed, and then his eyes were stunned. His tone couldn't help but raise: "Wait, so you mean that your master is Jane Jiu?"

Bloody coward. "My name is Jojo Wyatt," I spoke with all the authority I had taken time to muster. "And I'm here to see Cole Rush!"

I could tell from their eyes that those who were jailed were from Kósmima – they looked fatigued and had a dull look in their eyes. Tears started forming in the corner of my eyes. I didn’t know why I was feeling so sad seeing this playing out. As the video progressed, there came a woman with jet black hair, raising a cube. I didn’t understand what it was, but I had chills from looking at it. It burned bright and the five knights that were facing her suddenly dropped to the ground, the man in the center with a buzz-cut hair stood staggering, facing the woman who was smiling.

How could Jojo’s tiny arms and legs be strong enough to hold down a volcano that finally erupted for the first time after being silent for so long? Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud… A series of hurried footsteps came from afar. A person grabbed hold of Jojo and pulled her to one side. With a stretch of his long arms, he immediately wrapped the agitated woman tightly in his arms. Even with the clothes they wore between them, he could clearly sense the person in his arms shaking violently. An aching sensation gushed out of his heart. His sturdy arms unknowingly tightened as his deep voice traveled into her ears.

'Yeah? A boy with jet black hair walked towards them. 'I'm Asher. You're Rita, Kevin and Aiden. Nice to meet you all.' Aiden narrowed his eyes at the newcomer. Rita waved. 'Hey Asher.' 'How did you know my name?' Aiden asked a bit suspicious. Asher grinned. 'I researched on you guys yesterday before we were assembled. I'm a Jornin.' 'How'd you know we were going to be a team?' Kevin asked with a mild interest. 'I have my ways,' Asher laughed. Rita laughed too. 'You're dangerous.'

“Leo! What’s up, Babe?” He grinned, “Did you know Kpop fans pick the oddest body parts to get horny over? They are like,” His voice changed into a high-pitched hysterical girly voice, “Look at the back of Oppa’s knees! Kyah! FUCKING CHOKE ME DEAN OPPA!” There was a pause. “Uhm, was that a joke?” Leonidas laughed instead. “You’re so slow Babe, I swear. You’re supposed to laugh at that.”

I just don’t get why Leo wants a healer. “My brother has a disease,” Vogar dropped his glass on the table. “A disease that turns him into a beast, but takes a huge part of him before setting him free. Leo is dying everyday and has just two months to live if I'm right with my calculation. The only one who can save him is the Omega. But with my bracelet around her wrist, she can’t. Leo is eventually going to die. She will watch him take his last breath - the most interesting part of my plan,” Vogar said so much that I found myself fighting to comprehend.

Her excitement, the shine we saw in her eyes before the wedding is all gone. Jojo sent it. Suddenly something got into him and he sent another text. Jojo: Why exactly are you ignoring her, sir? Is it true that you don't want her because she's impure?' Realization of what he wrote and how bad it sounded plummeted over Jojo soon after he sent that message. "Dear God, sir will kill me. My text sounds like I'm questioning Jasmine's character by calling her impure." Jojo shifted from one foot to another restlessly.

Luna Claudia nodded in response and she shook her head, snapping herself out of whatever she was thinking. “You are right about that one,” Luna Claudia said, and Mario wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her to his chest. He looked at Ezra who was standing on the windowsill from the outside, staring out at the people. It was a habit that he often had, a trick that he taught me whenever he wanted to run was to jump out of these heights, and though I knew that I might never be as good as he was, I knew that he was impressed by how fast I learned. But then again, having a father like mine, despite not telling me who he was, I was still forced to train, athletically at least.