Jojo Light Novels & Stories

Fucking coward. A flash of light shot out from the centre of the clearing. My vision went black from the blaze of light. "Shit! I can't see." I heard alpha Turner shout behind me. I tapped into Tyr's senses to try and use our sense of smell. I'd fight these fuckers blind if I had to.

this is going to get fun. ~~~

“Hey Jojo...” Lola drawled lazily as she picked up the phone. It’s been ringing nonstop and had succeeded in waking her up from her dreamless sleep. “Hi Lola!, how are you doing?”, Jojo’s cheerful voice beamed from the other side of the line. “Heard you got injured.. sorry about that.” “Yeah, I did.. it’s healing and I feel better now.. thanks for checking up on me,” Lola said. “You are welcome. Oh right...I forwarded the video from your performance last night to your chat. Check your inbox, you can save it up later.”

In the best kind of way. Our eyes locked. That bond sparked, pulled taut like a thread yanked from both ends. In that split second, nothing else mattered. Not the raid. Not Marvin. Not the blood or the death or even the bruises on my ribs. It was her. Just her. And in her stare, I saw it—relief, worry, something like love and something deeper I couldn’t name. My lips twitched. Not a full smile. Just... something honest. I made it back.

SORA'S POV:- I had tears in my eyes as I entered Loid's room holding the cleaning supplies. J was a warrior, for the love of the Moon goddess. They were treating me like their personal slave. I wiped my tears and tried to clean up his room as quickly as possible. After sweeping the floor, I went into his bathroom, carrying all of his laundry to his bathroom. I washed his bathroom then I stepped out. I frowned as I looked around. Did I put his clean clothes away as well? I asked myself while looking around. Shrugging my shoulders, I mopped the floor, set his bed then placed all his things back in their place. I looked at his room, which was completely clean.

Please note the sarcasm. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Joy's POV

Jordan sat on the floor with Gio beside him, their attention was fixed to the laptop they were gazing at. The way Jordan's fingers ran over the keys made Gio open his mouth in awe, such a unique superpower. For Lu, it was nothing new, nothing special, or nothing important. As long as it has not given what he classified as a direct message on how to get Alita, Jordan and the Laptop are definitely useless. His concern is for Amara that laid on the floor beside Gio, using his thighs as her pillow. A small smile seems to be stamped on her peaceful face as she lay fast asleep.

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Lucas squinted his eyes, trying to remember if he had seen it before. "Isn't this a symbol from a leather jacket?" Leon commented, making Lucas look at the object again. It was a large black button with the logo "LK." Suddenly, Lucas widened his eyes as he recognized the logo. It was the logo of the largest leather jacket brand in America, LKing. Lucas recalled that Luna had been a brand ambassador for LK.

Mia found a seat in front of Zion. “You still want me. You will have to come and get me.” Mia said with a cold tone. “We will meet again. This isn’t over yet.” Zion lets out a screech and the Lothian women that survived rushed back to behind the borderline, disappearing into the mist. “Until we meet again Luna.” Zion turns around and disappears as well.