Nani Jojo Novels & Stories

JoJo's POV Four years later... “You're really okay with this?” Aunt Sherry gives me another once over. “Of course, Mom,” I squeeze her stiff shoulders, “I'm social media influencer Jojo Dukes of the KMJ Gone Girls', not psycho stalker Dian Fibarthorn.” “You know we'll call this off the moment you say the word.” Uncle Will chirps from the back of the car. I look back at the Manhattan Mansion and I don't feel any itch.

The speakers were already loud so it cut him off. I knew that pissed him off but I wasn't going to argue with him. Knowing Jabu, he'll stop the car right here and tell me to get off. The car sped through the highway, taking off ramps till I found us at the heart of Jozi. Jozi, the city of gold.

“ Yes I am ” “ What's the secret ” Jojo said and Scott didn't want to tell her the reason for his happiness yet. “ Uh... You'll know soon ” He said. “ Hmm... Guess what ? ” Jojo said excitedly. “ I'm not good at guessing ” “ Just try ” “ Um...You had a good dream cause I did too ” “ Pftt no ” “ I told you I'm not good at guessing ” “ Alright.... Tommorow is my birthday ” Jojo giggled as she jumped up and down on the bed.

Jojo murmuring softly desperately. “Are you crazy, Jo? !! If we get caught, we're finished. We’re done! BOOM!!… ”replied Vika in panic after hearing his crazy idea. "I know, but my instincts never gone wrong ..." said Jojo confidently while he pulled out his smartphone from his pocket and hand it over to Arissa who still stunned of his crazy request before. “You were born to be a super model, Arissa...” Jojo showed some of her pictures in his smartphone to Arissa who dressed up as an oriental lady in one of his projects a year ago. Meanwhile, Vika nodded vigorously at them both. Showing her agreement.

"Go get your man!" "Jojo!?"

He– the leader was going to tend to a slave’s wound? “What? No you won’t do that!” Jojo snapped. Luca crossed his brows. “Go out and get me a matron to come assist me.” That was it, the look in his eyes told Jojo that there was no space for debate. He was going to do what he said he would do. Jojo balled her fist and stormed out, her hips shifting seductively. I gulped as I watched her. She was beautiful, no wonder she was Luca–

'' bianca look up at him but as she had expected he ignored her, taking a bottle of water he head towards his room Jojo hiss out '' bastard'' '' like father like son'' '' I don't understand why father hates me so much'' bianca said to her mother '' don't worry about him, i already have a plan in motion'' Jojo clicks out her tongue making bianca smile '' I trust you mother'' she squeak '' and if things works out well in my favor then I assure you that you are going back to Dominant'' Jojo smile '' you meant what you just said mum?'' she ask

Jenni I looked around the room at my parents and Teddy. It is so strange knowing what I know and not being able to explain any of it correctly. I know that we have to look for the cold ones, and that these particular ones are to be regarded as foes. The question is how do we know which are the foes? Are they all bad? Is there a defining mark or characteristic that will show us who we are looking for? I have so many questions but I cannot come up with any answers.

My pussy, wait not even my pussy, that thing can't fit my mouth. “ You can stop staring now, Samantha!” Maximo shouts before he smirks at me. Santino however, marches forward, one foot in front of the other. I look around. “ Don't even think about it or I will burn you alive!” Maximo yells. Santino in all his naked glory makes it near me and I can't control my eyes. Near, it looks even more huge than it did where he was standing. My jaw drops. “ Try what you did again, and I will let you fall to your death,” He growls, his sapphire eyes chilling me down. His voice is sharper than any edge, and I can feel it cutting me down.