Jinx #jaekyung Novels & Stories

A small Korean flag beside a stack of lyric notebooks. Soft music played from his speakers—an old track he used to perform, remixed with modern K-hip-hop beats. ♪ Dopamine rushing through my veins Give it to me, pour it all over Dance for me, lose control Yaka-yaka, going crazy… ♪ He sang every line perfectly—smooth Korean flow, English hooks, voice low and precise. A knock at the door. He frowned. This late? He opened it. Jaxon, Kai, and Ryu stood there—each holding a bottle of Spanish wine, grinning like troublemakers.

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"I have gone on a quest of sorts myself and I need a skilled Orangelo to beat me at my own game and become the next God. I'll stop there so your small brain can process this information." "You're being a dick, did you realize that?" Jinx snarled at the apparition, kicking the end of the rock that tried to squash him. "And don't think that I didn't hear that. I'm not doing anything that might accidentally make me the next god of any damn thing."

Guess it isn’t every day that they have guests from other packs over for dinner. “Theo, Brooke, these are my sisters,” Jax says nonchalantly, tossing a thumb in their direction and naming them off in order. “Jade, Jenna, and Juliet.” “I totally see the resemblance,” Juliet marvels, her eyes flickering between Theo and I. “Jaxy, how the hell did you miss that?”

she scolds, but the grin on her face tells me she's not mad. I immediately avert my gaze from the guy. From what I saw though, he has a pretty good build and I think ginger-copper hair. "His name's Jamie" she informs, the grin on her face still wide as ever "Jamie Johnson. He's 17 and already has a college degree, has no girlfriend.. In fact I don't think he's ever had a girlfriend" she whispers the last part. I nod because what else do you do with information you're not interested in¿

He wouldn't pay a single cent and stood there with his hands on his hips, looking completely self-righteous. "That jinx fainted at the company, so this counts as a work injury. Our family has no money." The company manager saw me writhing in pain on the hospital bed. Afraid I would die, he softened and helped cover the hospital fees. Dad left, leaving me barely alive. No one from the family came to see me. All I wanted was a little bit of love. How naive I was. After nearly dying, I realized I should have cut ties with them years ago. But if I left home just as pathetically as I'd lived there, I would be unworthy of the "jinx" nickname I'd been called for years.

While I was still talking to Namhyuk, Jin accidentally threw a Photo at me, it hit me in the head. "Ahh Jin, why would you do that~" I started whining, Jin was taken aback and he genuinely felt bad about his unintentional deeds, even though it was an accidental event, He got up and caressed my hair "I'M SO SORRY!!" he said politely "Are you fine" he was so seriously concerned, he made me feel bad "I'm fine-" just as I was reassuring Jin that I was in fact alright, Taehyung approached us with a mic in his hand.

Jessica asked. “Who? Where?” Diane asked, confused. “Jay,” Jessica clarified, clearly curious. “We’re friends,” Jenny replied with a smile. “We broke up almost a year ago, and in a few months, he’ll be flying off again anyway.” “Why do you ask?” Mayoko stepped in to help Jenny.

Jaxon gave a polite smile. “My name is Jaxon, Mr. King,” he said, extending his hand toward Jaeyoung. Jaeyoung frowned slightly. “How do you know me?” “I just met Reynez’s mother. She told me about you,” Jaxon replied calmly. The explanation seemed reasonable enough. Jaeyoung nodded and shook his hand. “Myself Jayden King.” Jaxon nodded in acknowledgment, his gaze briefly lowering to Reynez, who was still smiling brightly. “Good night, Jayjay,” Reynez said cheerfully.

he scoffed annoyingly. “Why won't you let me fuck 'em up, Jessy? He's just a depressed bastard!” came a loud yell from behind. “He doesn't have any friends asides from that stupid blabbermouth. What a pair. A sadist and an idiot!” The remark vexed Jinx to the extent he could no longer retain his composure. Yet, he tried to remain calm as he stood rooted to a spot. ‘Don't give in Jinx. He's just an airhead’ he spoke inwardly to himself.