Jumin Route Day 2 Novels & Stories

Directly next to the G Wagon was a rusty red, dilapidated, slammed, 2022 Honda Civic. Standing in front of both vehicles was Ben, a middle aged man whose cologne severely overpowered the stench of the garbage nearby. He was wearing an Adidas track suit, a well worn pair of Gucci loafers, entirely too much gold spanning from his fingers to his neck, and a pair of Versace sunglasses. He had pepper grey hair that seemed as though it were permed and then slicked back. “Come on, come on. Time is money now, I got the keys.” Ben exclaimed as he grabbed Lucas by the arm and wrapped his other arm around him for a quick greeting.

She placed them both on her study table, charging them both at the same time. “Daly Park is next to E-World Amusement Park. You need to ride bus 12 and get off at D road. Walk for 5 minutes, then you’ll arrive at Daly Park.” “Okay,” scribbling Go-eun’s instructions on a piece of paper. “I asked my sister what 2 2 1 9 8 means. And she said it means ‘I want to be alone with you.’ By the way, what’s all this about?”

“Little One it is time too get up. We must plan everything for the upcoming days.” Raz said, pushing me out of my slumber. Looking at my phone it reads 5:30 am on the 13th of February. D-day is right around the corner, and we haven’t even gone over what I should do. I brush my hair and brush my teeth in this small camper bathroom. It’s not much, but hey it’s ours and it is pretty spacious for a camper inside. All the kids fit, plus 3 dogs, and Robby and I, so I can’t complain. I get coffee ready for Robby and the older kids. I grab a cold Coke zero, and it tastes so good.

Chance replied. "Are you boasting now? F**king bastard" Zenith laughed. "F**king b**ch" Chance smiled. "Enough, we need to go now" Jezebel glared, getting back into the wagon. Jaemin got into the wagon with her, but Zenith used the second wagon with Chance, and they started the journey to Sin-Nation. <><><> By now, Tiger's skin is unrecognizable with bruises and burns, wounds and blood, but he was still smiling as he stared into space.

Tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow is the day where two clans will fight life and death, defending the honor of their group even if it costs them life and blood. And this morning, Angel chose to be a normal human being, at least he wanted to spend time happily with his mother. Because no one knows what will happen tomorrow, whether he will live or die. "Mom, let's go!" Mrs. Matthew frowned. "Mommy is off today." "Therefore, I want to take mommy for a walk today."

MIA'S POV The next day, August, the rogue, and I set off on the journey to Sina. The royal chauffeur would drive us as far as he could. He would have to stop at a town called 'Banj'. After this town, it is impossible to get to Sina by road which means August and I will have to walk for the rest of the journey. The road to Sina stretched out before us. I looked outside the window as the car moved. We had been driving for close to four hours now. I had never travelled this far before. The scenery before me was quite fascinating.

After I submitted the draft and the construction was on the right track, I would basically be done with my work. I turned on my cell phone and checked the flight tickets back to town. There were a lot of flights so I booked a flight for the day after tomorrow. I planned to visit Jamin tomorrow. According to Oogway, Jamin was discharged three days later after he was sent to the hospital and he had been resting at home. I pondered on it, knowning I couldn't visit a patient empty handed, I decided to go to a shop nearby selling nourishment products to buy some stuff first.

The contents of the pen drive Brody showed me and the notebook made up the full truth of what I had gone through over the past two years. [Brody said that this is the 80th week since I got transient global amnesia, and this is the hell he’s made for me. [Someone, please save me…] Every page contained a desperate cry for help, but no one could answer it. Even if I did not have my passport, I could still leave this place first. So, I approached the door with only the clothes on my back. But when I grabbed the door knob, I could not open it, even though I had just opened the door yesterday when a package arrived.

“It’s a black Mercedes S-Class, with the license plate ending in 7K. He’s taking the regular route, which requires going through the security checkpoint at the terminal. You should take the internal route instead; it’ll take you straight to the freight entrance of T4. From there, it’s a five-minute walk to Gate 22.” Jenny adjusted her grip on the steering wheel with her fingers. The knuckle of her middle finger brushed against the seams in the leather, producing a slight “click” sound. Her gaze was fixed on the road ahead. The orange light from the streetlights created parallel strips of light on the asphalt. As her car moved over each strip, the tires made a faint “thud” sound with each pas

Julian shouted, his anger completely taking over. He ignored my cries and yanked me by the hair, dragging me out of the courthouse. A crowd had been waiting for the chance, ready with their "weapons". When they saw me, they started throwing rotten eggs and vegetables at me. The foul stench hit me, and my stomach twisted. They kept shouting that I needed to "pay for taking a life". However, Julian kept walking, his steps more determined than ever. He was heading straight for the middle of the road. I had a bad feeling about what he was planning. He was about to shove me into traffic to make me "pay" for what happened to Vera. I took a deep breath, pulled out my phone, and dialed 911.