Beom Tae Joo Novels & Stories

The middle-aged man said arrogantly, "Well, listen carefully. I'm Cha Bumkun and my teacher is Cha Taehang, the famous boxing champion in Koryo." Then he looked even more complacent. He thought Qin Haodong would be shocked to hear his teacher's name. To his disappointment, Qin Haodong still enjoyed the tea leisurely and asked, "It doesn't mean anything to me who you are. Just tell me what you want." A trace of anger flashed across Cha Bumkun's face. This young man did not welcome him or ask him to sit down after learning his identity. It was too rude. But thinking about the mission, he suppressed his anger and said, "I heard that you took in a woman named Kim Jihyun some time ago?"

Jeong Hyeo-ri or Park So-hee couldn't help but admire Gwon Dae-hyun's skill in taekwondo. Even the gay Namhyun couldn't stop applauding as he watched every move of the man. His eyes nearly popped out as he stared at Gwon Dae-hyun's handsome and muscular body, especially as it glistened with sweat and his taekwondo outfit accentuated his chest. Namhyun stared at his muscular biceps, then his gaze shifted to the lower part of the man's body. Jeong Hyeo-ri suddenly shook her head at her friend's actions and couldn't help but nudge him to the side.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

I asked frowning. "One of the members in my group. His real name is Jung Beom Seok. He's a rapper, he freaking spits fire. BoS hyung is just like you. Fierce, grumpy, quiet, and cute. He is a sweet person though" his gaze was elsewhere and a sad smile tinted his lips. "Did you just indirectly call me, of all people in this house, cute?" I laughed sarcastically. "Yeah, you are cute, Mia" he stated seriously.

“Fine, I will let you know if I see anyone eye-catching.” I ended the call and slung the gym bag over my shoulder. Perhaps it was odd to be this excited about the training that would most likely exhaust my entire body, but the sole decision to go there made me feel stronger. *** Lee Joon Woo was a man in his late fifties… looking like he was in his early forties. He was a specialist in probably all the martial arts known to man, and I had no doubt that his body was a killing machine. As dangerous as he might have been to his opponents, he greeted all class participants with a warm smile and a polite bow.

(*Hoobae - younger colleague in school/work. **Soju - korean alcohol, similar to vodka.) - Officer Kim. It's so nice to see you, sunbae-nim.- Soo Min smiled brightly as he came closer. They hugged each other slightly, then she used hands to point on her partner standing nearby.- This is Jung Hyun Woo, the new detective I told you about, officer Kim.- she introduced him. - Hello, sunbae-nim.- Hyun Woo said with due respect and even saluted, making officer Kim laugh slightly.

The Kim and Yoon household were always at each other’s throats; especially Yoon Beom-soo (Sena’s Father) and Kim Daemin (Junho’s Father). Yoon Beom-soo was a general and the left prime minister during this time period. Although he had a high position, many of the nobles detested him. He was well-known for being a tyrant and a coldblooded killer. Although he was detested by the nobles, he was still valued by the emperor. The reason being that General Yoon Beom-soo was loyal to the emperor regarding keeping their nation safe from neighboring countries. His bloodlust was known to have been extreme to the point of being a psychopath. He loved the feel of blood on his hands. He also had a hot-tem

"Baekjae Sunbae and…" "Beomseok Sunbae." I suggested. Everyone else on our team agreed while Beomseok Sunbae himself looked ready to murder me. "And from S.T.A.Y, we pick…" Hyeonwoo Sunbae looked around but eventually settled on me. "Jeongwoo." "Everyone knows that you're the weakest here, Jeongwoo." I face-palmed and told myself. There was nothing unexpected about their decision. "YoonJae?" Changmin asked.

Daejin picked up his gum from the floor, tossed it in the bin this time, and said quietly, “You win today. But next time, I’m not holding back.” Jihoon turned toward the door, replying without looking back. “You said that last time too.” Outside, the late afternoon light painted both of them in soft orange. The genius of taekwondo and the prodigy of boxing two paths crossing under the same sky. One fought with instinct, one with insight. And both, in their own ways, were getting stronger not for themselves, but for the boy who’d united them. Seo Joonwoo. The name echoed between them like an unseen referee calling the next round.

you can do it. And well, I was really enlightened when I jumped at the right time and saved that penalty. I knew how to jump at the right time and all the fans vibrated when they saw me grab it. In the 35th minute, in a move that started with me, my partners knew exactly how to infiltrate, they had fantastic tactical intelligence, Daniel slotted the ball into the goal making the net swing. The feeling I felt when I saw all the red-black fans vibrating was one of the best I had ever felt in my life. We were ahead and I kept stopping the opposition from scoring. And it worked, the referee blew the whistle at the 48th minute. And Flamengo were champions of Rio. - Daddy! - my children hugged me