Scared Gojo Novels & Stories

She asked. But Finn shook his head, a cute smile on his face. “No! It wasn't,” he said. Jojo went silent for a second. And Finn looked at her calmly. “Do you regret it?” He asked. Jojo shook her head. “No! I'm just scared,” she said. “What are you scared of?” Finn asked patiently. He didn't look as disturbed as he was before. Jojo pursed her lips. “You know,” she said. “I bring here could put all of you in danger.”

This made her curious about the reason. “He is always this gloomy,” Shihyuk commented, “he is not good at communicating with people either so leave him alone. Moreover, right now, he is too much engulfed in fear to even think straight. He found out your place for us and even accompanied us. That’s why, Yejoon is going to kill him the moment he arrives. He is the scaredy cat among us.” Although Yejoon could be slightly intimidating, she couldn’t see why they would actually he scared of him. Of course, there were chances that they were exaggerating it.

This was real. Jiro pulled me into his arms, his embrace warm and steady, holding me tightly as if he never wanted to let go. I could feel his heartbeat against mine, a steady rhythm that grounded me. “This is amazing, Haru,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “Thank you for trusting me enough to go through this again.” “I’m scared,” I admitted, my voice trembling. “I don’t know if I can do this again. I’ve been through so much already. And what about Hibiki? How will he feel?”

His hair was a mess, his shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, and his eyes were dark with a frustration I didn't fully understand. He looked like a man who had spent the last three hours fighting a war with his own soul. "Admit it," I teased, my voice dropping into a playful lilt. "You missed me. The house got too quiet without someone to argue with, and you couldn't sleep. You can tell me, Boss. If there’s a monster under your bed, I’ll let you stay here. I’ll even protect you." "I am the monster under people's beds!" Gio hissed, stepping into the light. His jaw was set so tight I thought it might crack. "I am a Vitale. I am not scared of anything in this world."

In the reflection, she saw her own blurry image. A faint shadow of a red fox appeared around her neck. "Argh!" Terrified, Jojo's hair stood on end, and she screamed with all her might. After only a few screams, she fainted. When the bodyguards heard the noise from the suite, they rushed in, only to discover that Jojo was nowhere to be found.

Gia cried out as she ran toward me. Gia came to a sudden stop at the side of Claw's mutilated body, her expression contorting with horror. She dragged her gaze to me, taking in my colossal form. Tears soaked her cheeks as she cleared the distance and flung her arms around me, burying her face into my blood-splattered fur. "Kian, I was so scared. I thought I was going to lose you," she whimpered. "Shift back."

Dave touched his hurting nose in disbelief, his eyes darkened with fury as he decided he’d retort rather than retreat. He threw a punch at Justin who not only dodged but also struck back. He staggered back, bruised beyond words, it was a terrible sight to see because a part of his eye was red already. Dave couldn’t just accept defeat and without a word, he let out a loud scream, it was enough to scare the beds away and in minutes, the clothes shredded to pieces as his arms and legs changed into limbs. He was on the ground in less than three minutes, a big black wolf with white spots was staring at Justin with his eyes blazing with anger. “Argh!” He screamed, baring his fangs as he dashed to

"Jiroo, c'mon. Let go of the kid." "Y-yah, I'm s-sorry ok? I'm just scared for Hera." I struggled to say my words and my feelings exploded and so did my words. "I'm scared that s-she might get hurt, I know I'm being petty b-but you can't b-blame me, I'm really scared." Jiroo stopped strangling me and loosened his arms on my neck and he let me go after what seemed like forever and cupped my face to wipe my tears.

“It seems you’ve lost everything like a complete idiot.” Lord Goyo shuddered uncontrollably in fear. Even though he dared not talk back, there was still a sense of indignation within him. ‘Are you kidding me? Even your soul spirit was outsmarted by that demon of a man, James Caden. What do you expect from me, a mere follower of yours?’ Lord Goyo complained inwardly. Jacopo turned his gaze away and headed for the mountains in the distance on the sacred lotus. After some time, Lord Goyo finally lifted his head. His face was as pale as a sheet.

I called out to the severly hurt ass who was on the verge of loosing consciousness. "What the hell happened in there?." I asked the half eyed, scar jagged and heavily wounded blonde. He spat out a large ball of blood from his mouth before proceeding to answer my question his eyes hastily scanning the area. Fear. He was scared. Georgino was scared. It was hard to believe that someone of his calibre who was used to being a predator was now a prey. He feared for his life. In the end, he was human after all and feared death just like every other feeble warm blood.