Jace Jung Korean Novels & Stories

“Let me give you my number and my F******k, in case you need a study buddy.” I glanced at the screen. “Jiro Lee,” I read aloud. “Half-Korean, half-Filipino,” he confirmed. “My dad’s Korean, but even he’s half-Filipino thanks to my grandma.” “Wow,” I said, raising an eyebrow. “And you? What do you do aside from being half everything?” He laughed. “I help run my father’s business. Import-export. I’ve been handling the Korean branch since he passed away.”

‘Thank you’ She said almost inaudibly as she wipes her face. The young man’s name is Kang sehun. A Korean from an aristocratic elite family of teachers. He had at a young age of 23 gotten his degree and teaching license and it was all due to his hard work and not family’s influence,many are still surprised by his achievements and various talents.

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.

*I forgot to mention this. But, the cover picture is not mine. The credit goes to the real owner. High in Pursuit: Another Story. Kang Jae Woon is the youngest prosecutor in his department. With his handsome appearance, outstanding achievements, and impressive family background, he is being admired and envied at the same time by many people. Everyone is looking at him like he is some famous idol or celebrity.

I said, laughing. Yes, he is in Korea now to fulfill his dream of becoming Kpop. We were graduating when he sent an audition video in Korea. We were having fun. He is half Korean; that is why he can speak Korean. Chinky eye and fair complexion, but he doesn’t look like a Korean, maybe because there is a mixture of Filipino blood in him. Like Jester, Charles was also a heartthrob on our campus.

Zoe tried to calm Luka down. “Alpha is right, am sorry Zoe, I just want to know who Jace is?” he asked calmly this time, the calm before the storm because one was brewing inside him waiting to be released. “Jace is the hybrid.” Answered Luka. JP chuckled shaking his head in disbelief. “So, you even had time to get to know the bastard who killed my mate?” Zoe figured calling Jace by his name was not such a good idea after all but at the time she did not think about it.

"Phoenix's don't-" He was met with Jaesung offering him a huge ass red apple with a really cute laugh that his ears liked the sound of. "You fell for it. Here, let me be a good host. Welcome." Yihai was wary but he collected the apple, rolling it around in his palms. "You didn't answer my question." Jaesung grinned as he went deeper into the woods. "I'm Kim Jaesung the first, son of queen mother Jeongyeon."

“First, he’s not my friend and second, I don’t know what kind of friend am I” Juancho got shock for what I said, he even stop eating. “What did you say?” he knows what I mean, that why he’s acting like that. He’s about to speak again when he notice that Joong is approaching, he stop. “I’m sorry about that, it’s my dad” he sit down “What’s your name again?” Juancho, aiming to hear Joong’s full name “I’m Jonathan Oliver Chu, but everyone prefer to call me Joong, it’s quite far but, I like it more than my real name”

“Not true, but your money is in the mail. Nice to meet you, Mr. Winters.” His smile broadened as he stepped around Daisy to shake my hand. “Please, call me Jace. Nice to meet you, nicest girl in the school.” “You too.” There was no denying how incredibly good looking he was. And young. Really young, but maybe my age? He was dressed in a dark blue polo shirt and track pants with white stripes up the outside of his legs. There was a whistle hanging around his neck. “Come on,” Daisy said, heading back out into the hall. “We won’t take up any more of Lanie’s time. See you at lunch?”

Taking a sip of spicy wine to his throat, he exhaled wearily. A stream of heat was blown into his ear causing him to turn around, his fists clenched tightly by the other's. The person in front of him was the son of a rich tycoon, named Jang DeungKwa. He grinned mockingly, raising his voice: "Why is it so easy to get angry, I just want to say hello to the old man Hong."