4 Town Tae Young Mga Nobela at Kwento

(**NAME-ssi - a polite way of talking to people who you don't know that well. ***Maknae - the youngest person of the group. ****Hyung - older brother; a polite way a younger male calls the older male. ) They went to the main part of the police station, specifically to Chief's office. When they entered the room, Soo Min immediately saw a young man sitting opposite the desk, who, seeing them, immediately stood up and saluted. He looked younger, but was a head taller than Soo Min, had black hair long enough to cover his ears, and the bangs fell slightly on his left eye. With this face he could successfully become a model, actor or even an idol. Only his silhouette matched the image of the model

After that was taken care off and the car began to move Tj leaned back and turned to Byung-Ho“ so I never asked but what’s your son’s name, I know he is 26 and works with you but you haven’t shown me pictures or said anything about him.” “Oh i didn’t think you were interested in learning anything about him , but his name is Dae and he is my pride and joy, he went to the University of Korea and graduated with Honours in Engineering I think I should have a picture let me just scroll through" Byung-Ho said to her with pride ringing in his words.

They looked like what they really were: two carefree teenagers who straightened up as soon as we approached, as if they had been caught doing something wrong. — So you really got this girl pregnant and brought her to live here? — Silvana said, with a judgmental tone that irritated me. Since the town was small and everyone knew each other, she set her sights straight on the right girl. “That’s what it looks like,” I said. “Ravena, this is Silvana Brandão. Silvana, this is Ravena.” “We know each other by sight,” said Ravena, in her shy and gentle way. “How are you, Silvana?”

What Butler Bang were saying were true, the reason as to why Kim Hyun Nee seems to be very reluctant to make decision about her lover boy is because she is actually love the boy, well, in all honesty, the boy isn’t really a boy, he is a man, named Park Kyung Tae, an obscure Idol and also an aspiring actor. Park Kyung Tae is actually a very good looking person, although he wasn’t really popular, he still have his own fans and his career is actually quite stable, despite his pays wasn’t high, he’s always have works to support himself. Come from a middle income family with both parent’s still alive and 2 younger sisters.

she paused pulling the keys out of her blazer pocket and lifted the white box in her arms. "Fifty," she smiled at Kim who immediately turned around to Young-Jae and bowed respectfully. Young-Jae awkwardly bowed back and they both walked beside each other for two long minutes until Taehyung spoke up. "Would Joon like this?", Kim asked in an excited hushed whisper which baffled Young-Jae. He wondered if he was beside the same gentleman who had Minjae in his arms and frowned. It wasn't until three soft nods and four times of the same question being repeated that Young-Jae understood who the boy with him was.

"No! Where did you take that from? My mom is Woo Hana-Lim. The youngest lady of the Woo family. Who came here minutes ago, you must have seen her coming in like a storm. Now, is there someone inside the room, or can I enter?" The doctor opened the door and look down, right at Tae-Tae's eyes, shocked to see a kid there. "And who are you, kid? What's your name and what's your relationship with my patient?" Tae-Tae sighed tired and stared at the doctor's face. "Are you Dr. Park Sung?" The doctor nodded, dumbfounded. "My name is Woo Taeyang-Hae. My mother is Woo Hana Lim and that makes me your patient's nephew. Are you done with the questions? Can I see my uncle now?"

Author's NOte: Ruthless Love- MIAN LEADS Taehyung Kensington ; Age 28 In the shadowed alleys of the city, where whispers of dread weave through the night air like sinister threads, there exists a figure feared even among the most hardened souls. Taehyung Kensington, a name that strikes terror into the hearts of those who dare utter it, is the ruthless orchestrator of a blood-thirsty mafia empire. With piercing eyes that betray no hint of compassion and a demeanor as cold as the steel of the weapons he wields with deadly precision, Taehyung is a man devoid of humanity, his conscience drowned in the murky depths of his own insatiable thirst for power and revenge.

His knuckles were red, his shirt half untucked, his eyes burning with untamed energy. Lee Seojun. Age: 15. Troublemaker. Fighter. The kind of boy Taeyang Technical High both respected and feared. Seojun exhaled sharply, rolling his shoulders as if ten-on-one was just warm-up. “Is that it?” he muttered, scanning the fallen Daehan students. One of them, bruised but still conscious, spat blood onto the ground. “D-Don’t think this is over yet… our leader will beat your ass, Lee Seojun!”

Location: Hongdae, Seoul.. Time: 5:00pm TaeHwan was seated at the restaurant. A comfortable environment calmed his nerves and the people around him enjoyed their time. A smooth background music melted his ear as ice. Namjae showed up with a beautiful young girl. TaeHwan stood up, shook hands with him. The girl was wearing a loose-fitting black dress. Her broad eyes revealed her innocence. Her dark black hair heightened her beauty. She rubbed her slim nose nervously and sprang her slender pink lips.

The match was done. Taehyun was out of arena and knocked out all of that just in 2 seconds. Ahn won the match.