Jin X Hwoarang Novels & Stories

Yuhwan flicked away Seo Jinwon's hand as if annoyed, and glared at him with a gaze sharp like a razor blade. "Did you forget you are a left-hander? I endured trying to grab and twist you in earnest earlier, so watch your body." "Oh, still the same. Are you worrying about me?" Yuhwan roughly dusted off the front chest of his uniform crumpled inside Seo Jinwon's grasp with a pak, pak, and inverted his mouth line chillingly. The confrontation of the two people growling tensely even inside the thick soil dust was deeply embedded in Haneul Jang's eyes.

he gently kissed Kana on the forehead after Kana accepted the child on his arm. "This is the girl? I will name her Lei Ning, Lei means Flower bud while Ning means Peaceful. You can name the boy if you want." Kana offered. "That's a lovely name, then our son will be called Xu Jing, Xu means Perfect while Jing means Brilliant rising sun." Kana smiled at him warmly, "It's a beautiful name." "Yes, as beautiful as you." Emperor Sunwoo look at the three important people in his life, they were his blessings that he will cherish until he can.

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.

They hadn’t even encountered the team known as the geniuses and successors of the ancient gods themselves. “Phew! My injuries turned out to be pretty severe—my God of War spirit is damaged too. Phew, but luckily I made it… Ming’er… what…?” Without Xiao Chen realizing it, Jiang Ming’er lifted her veil, revealing that she was wearing nothing but her undergarments.

She needed to repay the debt to the Kim family, and Jin was the storm she was willing to drown in. The air in the room grew thick, heavy with his intoxicating scent. and the sound of their combined breathing. Jin hovered over her, his eyes dark, hooded, and entirely possessive. When he finally positioned himself and entered his mad and big hidden armor into Raya, the world seemed to tilt on its axis.

When the battle began, he entered the battle area, and he saw a little girl who had entered the area just like him. Joon Woo just smirked when he knew that his final rival would be a girl. He was sure that he could beat her easily. The girl is named Song Hyang. While Joon Woo looked at her with a mocked face, she just stared at him expressionless. The battle just somehow started and they fight each other. Joon Woo tried to hit Hyang. He didn't care if she was a girl, all that he needed was to win the battle. But the more he tries to hit her, the stronger she becomes. They fight each other, and Hyang becomes the winner in the end.

Tridents, wands, spears, as well as swords were soon seen hitting and smiting one another again in the air. “Don’t worry, Brother Jun Xiong... Definitely, of course, I won’t let him touch me; I’ll never let him lay down even one of his fingers on my body...” Princess Wang Xiu Mei’s hand was lifted up to caress and fondle her beloved Brother Jun Xiong’s flawless, gorgeous and handsome face.

Jhogo shouted at the crowd from horseback, snapping his whip, "make way, make way for the Mother of Dragons." Reclining on cool satin cushions, Xaro Xhoan Daxos poured ruby-red wine into matched goblets of jade and gold, his hands sure and steady despite the sway of the palanquin. "I see a deep sadness written upon your face, my light of love." He offered her a goblet. "Could it be the sadness of a lost dream?"

Oli said firmly. Xia softly sighed and turned back from the pitiful sight. But his eyes met another annoying sight. That bratty prince Hua Jung was slowly walking down from the upper room. He was weirdly hopping with a grimace on his face. Oli glanced at him and smirked in satisfaction. "Ugh, your taste in men has to improve," Xia whispered in disgust. "What? Like you, are you willing to be mine then?" he whispered inaudibly. Xia scoffed again. "As if, my baby Long is better than anyone,"

her voice cracked at the end and I smiled a little, feeling happy that I was able to bring them the happiness they deserved. “I love you,” he whispered, hugging her tightly. I had never seen Jorah this emotional. “I love you more,” she told him. I wondered how long he wished to hear her speak. Witnessing that kind of happiness on their faces brought me pure delight. “This is a miracle,” Xander said, wrapping his arm around my waist. “But I do believe in miracles.” “What made you believe in them?” I asked, glancing up at him.