Kang Doo Joon Novels & Stories

(nothing happened, there has been some changes so I am currently the one leading the team at the merger branch) “joayo abojiga iron jarireul juneun go gwaenchaneuseyo”( okay that’s good, are you okay with your Dad giving you this position? ) Seojoon asked his friend knowing how Dae-Hyun felt about his Dad giving priority to him at the office

Which team are you guys on? a. Team Hyun Ki b. Team Jack See you 👋 LOVE ALL ❤️

Doona wanted to continue, but her eyes began to blink slowly. "What about your father and brother?" Chihun rested his chin on his arms as he stared at Doona. He watched her lashes sweep up and down as she tried to fight the urge to close her eyes. "I don't have those things... Also, I'm an only child." Doona reply sounded more relieved than sad. "But here you are in a man's apartment eating his food and using his shower?" Chihun was almost stunned at the words as they left his mouth. It almost sounded like he was grumbling...

This man certainly ran fast, and it was highly possible that he did some martial arts. - Soo Min, this is Jung Hyun Woo, an officer from Gwangju city in Gyeonggi Province. He is 28 years old, was promoted recently and transferred to Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency, Investigation Departament, Violent Crime Section as a reward for solving a very complicated case in which a middle-aged man kidnapped, raped and murdered boys between 6 and 12 years old.- the Chief introduced the young man.

"Yeah?" "Hold up the pads for Mr. Min, okay? Mr. Min and Mr. Jung are going to fight, I've placed my bet on Mr. Min since Mr. Jung is a softie when it comes to him," Jo murmured against my ear, giving my back a pat towards Young-Jae who wiped the sweat away with the back of his glove, only causing it to slide back.

After a moment of hesitation, he made a call, and soon a tall, muscular man entered the room. "Master Kim, many people think we can't kill Kiran York. What do you think?" Park Sung-nam asked the man named Kim Jong-tae. Kim Jong-tae, the head of the Xuan Medical Sect from Stick Nation, was renowned for combining martial arts and medicine. His disciples were widespread, and many famous Taekwondo dojos in Stick Nation were part of his enterprise. Hearing Park Sung-nam's question, Kim Jong-tae felt insulted. His face darkened, and his eyes flashed coldly. "We haven't even started, and you're already doubting our strength?"

He scratches the back of his head, looking awkward. His wife came in, holding a basin and some oils and medicinal herbs. Then sits Infront of me. "I'm sorry I probably forgot to tell you my name. I'm Ji-Ha Kang. I'm a doctor but I am also known for ancient healing methods passed down by my family. So that's what I will use for you. Dohyung holds her." My heart skip a beat and Dohyung gripped my shoulder. He tried his best not to grip hard, which I am glad. And I take a deep breath expecting it to be painful. Then I felt a bit of pain when she lift up my injured foot.

He adds and enters the mansion. Soon Mr. Kang is welcomed by Mrs. Seon (Soon-Ja's Grandma). "Who are you?" Mrs. Seon frowns at Mr. Kang. "I'm-" "Joon-Ki?" Ms. Seon whispers, staring at him. "What are you doing here?" She asks with an unstable heartbeat. "I-I come here to tell you something important." Mr. Kang stutters trying to calm down. "What is it?" She asks again and takes her steps close to him. "Are you okay Joon-Ki?" Ms. Seon suddenly becomes worried seeing him looking pale.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

JOSEON PERIOD (1392-1897) “My home is in heaven; I am just travelling through this world….” After 21 years…. “…She had no friend Except her beloved She had no words except his love Love has only a beginning and no end Hidden in her verses are a million heartbeats Her soul gave voice To the world’s sorrow and grief…”, Kang Joon finished reciting my poem. Everyone clapped and cheered, and she asked me to come on the stage. I climbed up watching every step and stood by her side.