Junghyeok Yu Novels & Stories

Author's NOte: Ruthless Love- MIAN LEADS Taehyung Kensington ; Age 28 In the shadowed alleys of the city, where whispers of dread weave through the night air like sinister threads, there exists a figure feared even among the most hardened souls. Taehyung Kensington, a name that strikes terror into the hearts of those who dare utter it, is the ruthless orchestrator of a blood-thirsty mafia empire. With piercing eyes that betray no hint of compassion and a demeanor as cold as the steel of the weapons he wields with deadly precision, Taehyung is a man devoid of humanity, his conscience drowned in the murky depths of his own insatiable thirst for power and revenge.

Danika Williams It was a tiring day, I was on the ramp all day, with those hot lights blasting on my face and high heels which I think were invented to murder feet. I just wanted to go home, shower and have sex with Henry. Henry wasn’t my friend or my boyfriend. He was a guy I have sex with sometimes when I am not dating anyone. He is totally gorgeous but unfortunately he is a dolt. You can’t have a normal conversation with him, his IQ is that low. But its good sex, also he just leaves after we are done so I don’t have to worry about getting rid of him like some other guys.

I had no idea what was drawn but on my… it was so hot. He wore a white T-shirt with its buttons stopped working right above his belly. He tucked in his shirt in neatly tailored suit pants. He had no belt on but it rested firmly around his waist. One of his hands was in his pocket, while the other was out, showcasing the expensive-looking rings he had around his fingers. He had other accessories like earrings, bracelets, and a necklace that had his name ‘KILHAN’ written boldly on it. His formal shoes were sparkling under the club lights. Without a doubt, he was a god.

“What kind?” Before she could speak, the blond, Teague, stood up next to Keane. Muscles rippled and flexed beneath his white tee shirt, and it took me a moment to focus again on the words. “The game is called The Hunt,” he explained, drawing what looked like a half-empty bottle of wine from beneath his chair. He held it up and popped the cork, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Whatever the wine had to do with it, I could do it easily.

KYLE'S POV I squinted my brows as I looked amongst the crowd searching for a particular figure. Looking closely I noticed that I couldn't find the figure. No, that shouldn't be happening. I frowned and sat well then looked again closely only to see that the figure I was looking for was missing. "Guards." I frowned calling out to the guards who were by my side. "Yes, Alpha." The guards answered as they rushed over. "Where's that maid?" I frowned.

Her touch was cold, colder than death itself, yet so oddly comforting. “You’re so close now, Giovanni,” she whispered, leaning into me, her breath cool against my neck. “Everything you’ve worked for, everything you’ve suffered for, it’s finally within reach. The young boy's body really did help me. It is a shame that he had lost himself. It is a shame that he fell for my voice. But he came to my benefit. Caleb was his name, wasn't it?”

"Hello Syanja, Myself Vim Hyun-Tae. Vim Hyun-Tae is a 25-year-old cutie and smart young man. He is one of the newly famous and successful businessmen and he has a cute and sweet personality. His deep voice is enough to make a girl fall for him. "So Syanja, we read your stories. It's quite interesting, so tell me how long you are working on it?" He asked her directly and came to the point. She smiled at them slightly. "It's been one year" He looked at his computer screen. He searched for her mail and opened it.

MINYOUNG-JAE: got off work a couple minutes ago MINYOUNG-JAE: hbu JAEMINMIN: Oh nice! I'm still at work :( MINYOUNG-JAE: i see JAEMINMIN: Are you part timing? Or do you work full time? MINYOUNG-JAE: part time MINYOUNG-JAE: wait where r u from JAEMINMIN: I'm from Seoul itself. What about you? MINYOUNG-JAE: same JAEMINMIN: Great!

‘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.