Santa Gojo Novels & Stories

"A-A-Antonio," Andrea stuttered, looking like the blood had drained out of her face, as though she was seeing a ghost. The little boy stared with admiration at the man before him and shouted alarmingly, "Santa's in Town!" He wiggled his little body out of her arms and offered to carry the hats in. Antonio chuckled and insisted that he'd do that himself but placed one on the little guy's head. John thanked him and rushed back in excitedly.

Humans were open to diseases like crazy anyway. “No worries,” Zhao rasped, his voice rough with emotion. “Just…lost in thought.” He forced a smile, the muscles in his cheeks unfamiliar with the movement. It’s been years remember? “Your hair is so cool!” the boy exclaimed, unfazed by Zhao’s strained demeanor. “Like Gojo! Do you know Gojo? He’s my favorite anime character!” he seemed to peruse Zhao once again and shook his head. “No, I don’t think you are an anime character. Are you a spy?”

I heard three distinctive snorts from the other side of the room and peeped out to see Nadei, Nik and Nial watching the white haired male and I interact, bemusedly staring at us. And then he grabbed my cheeks mushing them making my lips pucker as I did to him before. My eyes rolling in exsparation, "You're real?" He whispered almost inaudibly. His identical frosty blue eyes teary, full of emotion and I just stared at him. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to feel. Was was I even supposed to say? "She's real?" Gojo Satoru's human twin laughed like a crazy man. "Oh, my God, she's real!- Ow, fuck!" The girly screech that left his mouth was funny enough to pull a humourous chuckle out of me.

I don't know if they already talked about that. "Hello everyone! Ho Ho Ho!" Our attention went to that person who's wearing a Santa Claus costume. It's no other than Huxley. Isn't he embarrassed with his outfit? Did he go here while wearing that? Unbelievable! "Forgive this idiot. He's been too excited to wear that costume." Sanjo said with an apologetic smile. He looks like his mom being shy of his own son. "I don't know that guy," Aries said as soon as he got inside the living room. I just chuckled and went my way back to the kitchen to help Kyrary prepare the other foods.

The fact that they were peeking around a sequined Christmas tree with pointy ice crystal ornaments only added to the whole disconcertingly ominous picture. “You’re going to make kids afraid of Santa’s helpers,” Meghan said, smacking her brother. “Parents will be investing in therapy instead of building blocks.” “What do you think?” James asked Starlight, pointing at his sweater. Starlight grimaced. “It’s kinda… creepy.” James laughed. “Runner-up,” Elijah said. “But I’ll give you an A for effort.” She took in Elijah’s sweater. Dark green with wide red stitching at the collar and cuffs, a googly-eyed reindeer head smiled at her. Not only did Rudolf’s nose glow brightly, but its antlers were de

Well, I’m on my way. ... Reminder, the distance from Goa Jepang to Goa Gajah is 1.196,7 Km. “Arrgh! Why should I get such an opponent?!” Koji shouted. Suddenly, he senses something coming from the sky. Koji evades it immediately and it is a very old geezer who was about to send him a lethal attack from the sky. “Are you the one who occupies Goa Gajah, old fart?” Koji asked upset. The old man who wears an anime girl shirt gets up and says, ”Kids these days do not know manners, eh?”

I then raise my head to look at the face of the sub-shit who dares to touch me without my permission. Santo. Santo Ganovese. SANTO fucking GANOVESE is holding me!? He leans slowly towards me, and I just want to turn around and make love to his mouth. . . . Make love to his what? Oh fuck, calm down Didi!

Santigo froze, his bravado momentarily replaced by caution. The tallest of the group stepped forward, his face obscured by a hood. The streetlamp behind him cast his figure in an eerie silhouette. Santigo hesitated, his voice laced with uncertainty. “Who are you? And what do you want from me?” Two of the figures flanking the hooded one stepped closer, revealing themselves as Leo and Diego from Emsgate. Santigo had heard whispers about them—dangerous whispers. He swallowed hard. The hooded figure tilted his head slightly. His voice was low, almost hypnotic. “Do you want to take revenge for that slap?”

For now. ???: “ Don’t tease the boy too much, Cross. Clearly that loud obnoxious roar of a laugh of yours must’ve scared him to the bone. But I suppose at the same time that's also one of the many things that I love about you. Hi there Naraja, ignore that brute of a man for now, I’m Saint Teresa of Avila and it's an honor to meet you.” ???: “So, so am I next, pl~ease I would like to go next. Hi, I'm Sunshine mister Naraja. I hope we get along all nice and dandy~.”

The male figure nods his head proudly and says- “Human. Are you aware those legends apply in real time too? Take a look and tell me what you would call me?” Akihiko glances over the male figure’s body and says- “You’re a yokai… Fenrir, the…” and before he could complete his sentence the male interrupts and says loudly, “Yes! I am Fenrir, the Silv…” and Akihiko continues regardless, “… dog!” There is a brief moment of silence in the hallway and then Fenrir the male figure leans into Akihiko’s face and says- “I’ll kill you if you compare me to that inferior creature.”