Hayato Jin Novels & Stories

“Are you Hayate?” Hayate nodded. “Yes. I’m Hayate.” Jai stared at him up and down. This man had orange eyes and dark hair, and a big scar on the right side of his face. The dark top and dark grey camo pants, along with dark boots that looks durable and tight. These clothes don’t make him look like a kidnapper, nor his face. Jai doesn’t know how to describe his face, but Hayate sure a good looking guy. But something made Jai frown. ‘Isn’t Hayate a ginger?’

Devora chuckled and said, "But I have the same dimples as Mom." Anna, Jin, and Jay laughed at the joke delivered by the innocent daughter. "Yes, ofcourse, you're right," Aya replied while showing a sweet smile. After leaving the room, Jin chatted casually with Jay. Jay is a strong man, his hair is kept short, his body is tall, and he is too handsome to be depicted. Jay is always happy to be praised, he would be proud if Aya said that he was the most handsome man in the world.

I nod, snapping my gaze towards her, “Yes, I do! You’re just repeating what I already know. Stay clear of A-Jun… I get it. I’d rather sit on a cactus than share the same air with him… again.” “Good,” Jane says. Getting up from the bed, she walks over to a chair, sitting facing me with her legs crossed. Second on the list is Kaito.” “Kaito?” I ask. “Who the fuck is Kaito?” “He is a Japanese prisoner; he committed massacre, terrorism, and a lot of atrocities,” Jane announces. “That’s a lot of crime.” I chip in.

Shiro replied. [Shiro, a medium heighted, tan skinned, short-hair, and slim build. He is an all-rounder class soldier, who is a close friend of Jin. Suddenly, a woman approached towards Jin and Shiro. She is also a medium heighted, pale skinned, long hair that has highlights in light purple, and dark brown eyes.] “Hey Shiro, I’ve brought you some steamed chicken! Oh! Who is he!?” “Nova, this is Jin, he is one of my friends who gives me his excess scrap materials for enhancing my equipment, and also yours.” Shiro replied.

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The rest of us had never had any complaints about Mingyu being our leader whatsoever. Our eldest member, YoonJae, was one of our main vocalists. His given name was Yoon Jaehyeon but he found YoonJae way cooler for a stage name and went with that. He was 20 years old at the time of debut and had always been one of the most certain members of S.T.A.Y pre-debut. While I myself almost got cut twice, Jaehyeon had always held fast to his position. With how careful he was about fan-service and how good a producer he was, it really was no surprise. He was also a small-time model and had already played minor roles in two very popular movies. He was, for obvious reasons, the highest net-worth member o

"You’re the talk of the grounds again. How does it feel to be the golden boy?" I rolled my eyes, trying to play it cool. "More like everyone’s favorite target." Hyunwoo chuckled, but his laugh trailed off when Jaehyun appeared. He moved with the confidence of someone who thought the world owed him something. Tall, broad-shouldered, and annoyingly good-looking, Jaehyun had a way of commanding attention without even trying. "Seojin," he said smoothly, his voice loud enough to hush the group. "Care for a spar?"

But since she was parched, she finished the wine in a single gulp. The man moved closer to the fire. Close enough for Jade to notice a long main of silver hair that was tied back in a half-ponytail. Jade was confused. The man didn’t look to be that old. At least, based on his voice alone, he sounded quite sprightly and young—perhaps just a few years older than she was. “I believe you, by the way,” the man said. “My name is Jin. I’m a trader.” “Jade… er… I’m a student.” Jade stuck out her hand to shake his, but quickly put it down when he showed no signs of wanting to acknowledge it.

Jin adds. We look up when Suravi enters the room. She stops when she sees Jin sitting there. “Sorry I didn’t realise you were in a meeting.” She says. “It’s ok, come here, baby. This is Jin, the heir to the lycan pack that borders Russia and Asia.” Kyran explains. “Hi, it is nice to meet you,” Suravi states. She holds out her hand so Jin can shake it. The next thing we know, Jin has her in his arms as he buries his nose in her hair. Kyran is about to lose his shit, but what Jin says next stops him.

The Cyclopean glare of the headlight dazzles him. **** “Jjajan!” Kim Ji-hoon greets in the tune of the Nextflix logo: jja-jan. “Jajangmyeon!” Nate blurts out and, clutching his chest, mutters: “Kkamjjagiya…” His hyung giggles. He’s seven years older but Nate often acts more mature than him. Nate supposes it’s because of their different upbringing.