Hong Young-ki Novels & Stories

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There’s been no news of Hong Dae Yi or Im Jihoon since that day. Ahn Hana searches for him on the internet. Im Jihoon isn’t socially active. He has zero social accounts. She finds Kim Min Seo’s old account and sees the pictures posted on the account. It’s a good thing that Kim Min Seo didn’t set her account in private mode before she died.

“High Councilor Cyra, correct?” We all slightly jumped as Micah showed up next to the three of us. I locked my jaw and balled up my hands. “Yes and you are Micah Smith. We haven’t formally been introduced.” She held out her hand to shake his but he took hers and kissed the top of it. “It’s wonderful to hear my name from the lips of a beautiful woman.” He smiled as he looked over to us expectantly. “My name is Young Kim, I am head of the Tiger Coven in Seoul. This man…” he put his hand on my shoulder “…is Maximillion Cattaneo, right hand man to Morgan Russo and pianist extraordinaire.”

Cindy is the kind of girl that only knows is how to earn money for herself, about those kinds of things, she had no time to think about it. "Well I think I don't have a choice but to explain it to her." a gay proudly says. The gay man explained to her everything with matching a shoddy imagination. "Lee Hajoon is a famous singer and dancer in a whole South Korea. Oh! not only in Korea remember, but he has also become famous in numerous countries. Some of his albums have also become famous in different countries. At the age of twenty-five, he has already won many awards, and not only that because of the popularity of his music, but he has also managed to set up his own entertainment company. T

Killarney, Ireland, 1840 Kian O'Braonain was the best friend anyone in the world could ever have. He could run as fast as lightening, climb like a cat, and hit a bird with a stone from twenty yards. While Aaron seldom had a chance to play with his friend now that he was older and had more responsibility, his Ma usually didn’t mind if he walked home with Kian after mass, and the boys would spend several hours running around the base of Torc Mountain, tossing stones in the lake, or running through the village scaring the chickens and the cows.

"Sorry Miss, You've got the wrong person. I use condoms and there is no way I would have a son that I didn't know existed. I brought the phone down, about to hit the red button when her pleading voice stopped me. " I beg you, Nikolas Sica, Samuel needs your blood. He might die soon and I know you don't believe anything I am saying but you have to. Nikolas, you have a son who is dying right now at Petrina Memorial and the only thing that could save him is your blood. Don't let him die..." There was something in her voice. The desperation–Honesty. She could not be lying but how could I have a son?

By now, Yuhwan must have received his acceptance notice too, arriving at the field early to warm up his massive, imposing frame. If I choose not to go, his pitches will end up being caught by Yoo Gyeong-ho, that third-year Business Administration student. The mere thought of Yoo Gyeong-ho—the youngest son of a massive chaebol family, a guy who possessed strikingly handsome looks, a slick, smooth personality, and held the absolute adoration of every girl on campus—made Haneul’s stomach violently twist into knots.

asked Hyeon the curious cat, who didn’t let them finish. “Yes!” said Chen laughing hard. “It was because of that b*stard Grim_Reaper!!!” said Young Ho angrily and continued, “We almost had them but then they won because of him” Young Ho added harshly. “Who is grim_reaper?” asked Hyeon in confusion. “I think Eun Ji hired a professional player to beat us. I still don’t believe her!” said Young Ho in an annoyed tone. “I don’t think any professional player can play PUBG better than Min Jun. It’s impossible!!! He is professional for a professional. His level is above them” said Hyeon in a confident tone.

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.

He wasn't one to be taken for granted, Jung Hyunowned almost all of the hotels in the city of Seoul with a few branches scattered across the country but lucky for Minjae, both of them had a very good friendship since childhood so he let loose around her. "Young-Jae!", she called for him, eyes never leaving Hyunwho gave her a fond smile before curving his index finder and using the same one to point to his lap. You see, Hoseok's aura screamed of beauty and control and he was the first man who had managed to keep Minjae tamed. Her ears caught on a shade of red and she coughed violently, it wasn't an offer, it was an order she could never in a hundred years deny but to her fortune Young-Jae wal