1st Manhwa Novels & Stories

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

His smile made me feel comforted and safer, and before I could realize myself, I asked him "What is your name Hyu- big brother" The way the boy looked at me, after he heard me , was as if he was enthralled by a person or an item, the look in his eyes were so soft and warm but still, it was intense and I fell into a daze, "My name is Melvin Cross and don't call me big brother, we might even be the same age, come on, tell me what's your name… and how old are you"

Then again, hadn't Yuhwan mentioned it was his first time too? Though Yuhwan couldn't conceal his utter bewilderment, the heat swirling in his gaze only grew denser as he looked down at the youth. "Jang Haneul… you seem surprisingly experienced with this sort of thing." I just know a lot. I've just never done it in reality. "It's just… those kinds of web novels are really popular lately… In reality, it's my first time. Besides, it's just a dream, so who cares?" "Ha, you're driving me insane."

Man, I sure do miss them. Long nights tend to remind me of our first home, where I grew up. Where I had my first shift as a werewolf, where I first hunted for blood, other than that it was the most normal feeling I ever had, I was only sixteen back then. The years after were difficult, we had to change home from time to time. City after city, state after state.

They lived like royalty while we suffered like slaves. I got to work, sweeping the floors. The task was exhausting, and the pain in my feet flared up again. I sighed, glancing at the massive bed. Without thinking, I threw myself onto it. The softness enveloped me, and for a fleeting moment, I felt a bit of peace. My long, curly black hair tumbled out of its bun, spreading across the bed like a dark halo. I probably looked ridiculous, but I didn’t care. It was the first comfort I’d felt in days.

Ugh, so pathetic. I sneakily looked at him from the corner of my eye, he was looking at me and nodded his head so I assume we are going on the third floor. Do I introduce myself? This is how we are supposed to make friends right? I read it on g****e. I took a deep breath and threw him a nervous smile. "Hi, I'm Alara, and I'm going to be living and studying here" Omg, nooo, is it too late to kill myself yet? I mentally facepalmed and I heard my mother laughing at me in my head.

This is my second best manhwa after Define the Relationship so do check it out, guys. Lastly, is a girls’ love book, She is still cute today, for those into that. The popular grade-topper of class 10 A who happened to be a beauty with brains is unhappy when her classmates claim that she was in a relationship with the school’s flower, her rival, a cute guy always coming in second position after her.