Jikook Novels & Stories

“I wish you could too babe. I promise to bring as many souvenirs as I can when I’m back. And video calls too. It’ll be like you’re there with me too if we’re always on Facetime. “ “You had better! And don’t forget to try all the delicious food too. Bulgogi, Bibimbap, Kimchi, Korean beef and Soju.” Both their mouths watered as Irene listed all the yummy dishes TJ had to try. “Oh and don’t forget to visit a noraebang!” “Noraebang?” TJ asked, her brows furrowed in confusion. Irene laughed at her bewildered face “A karaoke room dummy. You have to go belt out your favourite K-pop songs! It’s a must!”

"Well, since Ethan left for his date, I figured I would make some food for us. I noticed you never ate your breakfast." "No, I felt too sick to eat. So thank you, I am feeling better and I think my stomach is too." "Well, good! You are in for a treat! I've made burgers and French fries. My specialty," Eli laughed. Riley laughed with him. "I didn't know you could cook." "I'm a great chef. What are you talking about? I make a mean mac and cheese." "I'm sure you do," Riley giggled as Eli brought food over to the table.

I whispered, taking off my gloves. “There are plenty more like this in Korea,” Jiro said with a grin. “And even better ones.” “I’d love to see them,” I chuckled, scanning the menu. “What do you want?” he asked, looking at me. I pointed at the menu and said nothing as he approached the counter. “Karemel makiato hana, hot americano hana juseyo,” he said in fluent Korean while handing over his card. “Algesseumnida, sonnim. Jamsi gidaryeo juseyo,” the barista responded with a bow.

At my wedding rehearsal, the officiant asked for the third time for us to exchange rings. My best friend, Stacy Campbell, stood beside me as the maid of honor, looking impish. "The treasure hunt game's started. Guess where the ring's hidden?" My fiance, Jeremy Dean, let out a helpless laugh and started guessing hiding spots. I was the only one staring at the empty box, sweat breaking out across my forehead. It was starting again. This so-called treasure hunt game. When we were kids, Stacy hid my scarf in the boiler room while Jeremy kept watch for her. I searched for four hours and finally dug the scorched corner of it out of a pile of ash. Right before the SATs, my admission ticket go

The giggling coming from Marie was part excitement for Gemma and part beer fuzz. Her brother Kyle had provided the drinks for the party. He and his best friend, Tony Bennet, owned the only bar in town—KT Spirits. It had been a long, hard road for them. They’d had to do a lot of work to the place, but they made it the spot to be in Florence. Another cousin—Julie? Carrie?—she wasn’t sure anymore who was grabbing her, said, “Goodness, Florence is sure going to be quiet when you leave. Next time I see you, you’ll be all sophisticated and shit.” She hugged her and kept pushing her way through.

Ngidamnya was unique. One time, Felicia wants to eat sekuteng in the parking lot of the Masjid At-Tawun in Puncak, Bogor. Then want to eat gudeg in Jogjakarta directly. Eat coto Makassar in Makassar directly. To have created the seasoning rujak directly by the Glen. All indeed Glen do though often he drew a deep breath for the sake of holding back his emotions. Plus if his desires are not fulfilled then Felicia will lock themselves in their room all day until Glen showed the ticket to them go to the places his wife wants.

He said. I choked back laughter. "You overcooked the omelet. Get away from here!" I snatched the spatula out of his hand and began putting the omelet in a plate. "You can't cook to save your life, can you?" Jack shook his head. "I suck at it, and that's why I want to get married." "What kind of qualities are you looking for in a wife?" Jack leaned against the island. "I want a tall girl, blonde and beautiful like the sun."

I wanted to reassure her I wasn't going to be making it to the end either, but I stopped myself before I just admitted my biggest secret. "I might just take something with me on my way out," she mutters, looking around as if to see what might look small enough, and expensive enough to smuggle out. "A keep sake, you know?" Zariah and I exchange glances. "I'm kidding," she chuckles. "Huh, no I'm not." Something about the over confident, rambunctious girl was likeable. Easily the biggest comic relief to get me through this situation, which I will have to remember to thank her for. Well, before she leaves.

said Columba Rajadi. Queenie Qamra put her some simple snacks on the table in front of Columba Rajadi. Being tickled by her own curiosity, Columba Rajadi proposed a question, “What have you made this time? Last time you brought soto and nasi lemak. Before that, you’ve also brought some cheese bread and doughnuts. Before that, you’ve also ever brought honey chicken wings. You’re very keen on and active in culinary, Queenie…” Columba Rajadi smiled broadly, without any suspicion.

Umikot din siya sa drive-thru ng Jollibee dahil ramdam na niya ang pagkalam ng sikmura niya. “May tatlong special rules pala ako para sa’yo Sadako. Number 1, magpapaalam ka kapag aalis ka especially kapag bumalik na ang memories mo,” pagsisimula niya habang nagmamaneho. “Number 2, don’t-” “Hachoo!” “Don’t get close to me.” Parang nandidiri siyang tumingin dito. “And number 3, don’t make us worry.”