Santa Gojo Novels & Stories

Carla, his grandpa, smacked him for saying this. “Grandpa, Grandma,” Santino hugged his grandparents one by one, but all of a sudden, his Grandma grabbed his ear and pulled it the right way. “Por que demorou tanto?” She asked in portuguese because she was from Brazil. “Você estava esperando o momento certo?” “me desculpe, vovó.” Santino quickly apologized because his Grandma was scolding him for not meeting her early. Carla left his ear. “Grandma, she is my chosen mate, Erica. She is the head warrior of the pack.”

“But I’m afraid, Sunny. I’m afraid of what comes next, of what I’ll do if I stop fighting.” Sunny moved closer to him, her hand sliding down his arm until her fingers intertwined with his. “You don’t have to be afraid,” she said, her voice filled with a quiet strength. “We’ll figure it out together, just like we always have. But you need to let go of the past, Santo. You need to stop punishing yourself for things that were never your fault.” Santo’s grip tightened on her hand, as if he was afraid to let go. “It’s hard,” he admitted, his voice breaking slightly. “It’s hard to forgive myself when I’ve hurt so many people, when I’ve lost so much.”

Marie had a smirk in her face and my mood turned sour while Elena frowned. “What do you want? Don’t you have guests you need to welcome? Or something relevant to do?” Elena demanded harshly and Marie rolled her eyes. “Elena, we never met properly but I’m Marie, the goddess wolf and your brother’s fiancée. I’m so glad to be a part of your family.” She extended a hand to Elena who didn’t accept it.

It's only just happened, and it takes time to really sink in and open the cavern of things from another mind. "Me. I'm Luna Santo, Colton Santo's mate and mother of our fractured pack." I stand up on unsteady legs, leaning on Meds for support and smile his way with a soft hint of pride. Jasper's eyes completely burn to instant amber fire, his sweet expression dropping to furious glaring and a growl erupts from his throat, aggression on full show.

Junior, not to be left out, chimed in, “And I made a snow angel.” He lay down in the snow, waving his arms and legs like a tiny, fluttering bird. Yuki laughed, her eyes shining with happiness. “Well, it looks like we have some talented snow artists here." Angela helped Junior up, brushing off the snow, while Yuki snapped photos to capture the moment. “I am going to show Gojo and his dad these pictures”. “Will Gojo visit us during Christmas, Auntie Yuki?” Liya asked. “Of Course baby, he will love to”.

“Let me warn you! Listen closely…” “I am the sovereign of Shindan Way and one of the Six Sword Saints of Island Nations, Akio Yashiro!” “Sakura is my last disciple! If you dare hurt her, I’ll slaughter your entire family!” “I don’t care who you are or what identity you have. I order you to let her go without making a fuss! After that, you must apologize!” “If you refuse, I’ll show up and annihilate you and your entire family with my bare hands!”

"He's a siphoner, which means he can't do magic." Oh. So Jun knows. Right then, he wonders what the hell is he still doing there? He seems to be useless as it is. He has so many questions and he still wants answers. For one, what does Joaquin need from him? There was no way he’s standing in front of someone whose existence is ambiguous if it’s just for show. Joaquin purses his lips, and then he nods, "What's your name, witch?" "Hiro Kitagawa," he answers.

“Oh my God.” My father sounded smug now. “Exactly. So clean up your attitude before you get here.” “I—” A voice crackled softly through my headphones behind me. Low. Calm. Familiar. “Ivy.” My blood froze. Slowly, I turned back toward my laptop s creen. The livestream was still running. The masked man sat motionless in the darkness. Watching me. Then quietly: “Go welcome your Christmas present.”

Junior, not to be left out, chimed in, “And I made a snow angel.” He lay down in the snow, waving his arms and legs like a tiny, fluttering bird. Yuki laughed, her eyes shining with happiness. “Well, it looks like we have some talented snow artists here." Angela helped Junior up, brushing off the snow, while Yuki snapped photos to capture the moment. “I am going to show Gojo and his dad these pictures”. “Will Gojo visit us during Christmas, Auntie Yuki?” Liya asked. “Of Course baby, he will love to”.

Aranjo grows up to be a good-natured spoiled girl. After getting tired, Aranjo hugged the raging goose and said, "I'm sorry! I'm just kidding!" Instantly, the goose calmed down and jumped away leaving him. Aranjo knows he has a very powerful seduction ability. His every wish and apology will always be granted. Aranjo, feels very lucky. "What is it, Mom?" Aranjo asked Mrs. Ji. "Tomorrow is your 15th birthday! Quickly go to your lady's tavern and buy flour! Mom will bake a cake for you tomorrow!" The mother said