Kang Mi Kang Novels & Stories

They didn't want to stress him out even more. ^^^ "Journalist Hyomi Kang." Click! - Hyomi Kang is the pride of KTV - Hyomi Kang, journalist who won a gold medal at the Public Speaking Contest in Edinburgh 2016 - Hyomi Kang, journalist with a myriad of achievements - Young journalist who masters 5 languages. Hyomi Kang "Shit! Insane!" Jun chirps releasing the candy stuck in his mouth. His eyes widened at his laptop. He gasped, not playing with all the articles that talked about the greatness of that woman. As if without gaps. What Jun knows, he is a curt and arrogant journalist.

cker. What am I even saying? I can’t have a mate…

(It's a joke). "I curse you to love me to death, Bang!" cried Lisa. But Alif was indifferent and walked back to his house. "Bang! Sarangae!" (Korean Language, means: I love you). Mbok Cenul was embarrassed and dropped the washcloth on Lisa's face.

I knew he was trying hard to speak our language, since at the very last of his sentence I hear a Korean word that I don’t understand. “Nice to me you too-ssi.” I try to act polite but I see Kai snorting at the back. “Or---or n---nim?” I’ve never felt this dumb, why did I even try to act smart? You dumb fuckish fucker. I yelled at my existence. “She likes ramen.” Kai smiled saving me from the embarrassment. “Yes, would you make me some? A rather tastier one?” I eyed Kai, I was just trying to tease him as he was looking at the wall ignoring me.

“Fine then. Teach me to do things correctly when you get there.” “Bang!” “Arggggggghhhhh! Kieran,you killed them!”

//Chandra Margaret// I woke up feeling a little dizzy. It's look like I over nap. With my still sleepy head, I go down to look for my brother. I immediately saw him in the kitchen cooking. I frown "what's that?" I ask. Oh, judging from the smell, I think I know. It's Pancit canton. I like it more than spaghetti. I remember when we are still young, whenever I see Kuya we will eat five packs of pancit canton. With our small mouth, we can eat it all in one go.

To try to exist again. I breathe. I finally breathe. ---

“Okay, I’ll set an alarm so we can leave early.” “But how will we get out without Mommy knowing?” I asked, worried about waking Mommy Maribel. “Our Mommy, Miss Mahinhin, our Mommy. That’s what should come out of your mouth. You’ll call Dad and me…Kuya or brother.” “Okay... Kuya…Mommy…Dad…Kuya…is that right?” “Good girl!” “Okay, so how will we get out of the house without waking your parents, especially Mommy?” I asked again so I could prepare.

It was so wrong, but she wants it, and I wants it, so there is no need to keep pushing anything away as we already confirmed that both side also wants it. “Ahhhh~..ehhhhmmmmm~…I’m cummiinnngggg!!!!…...Ahhh~..Ahhh….that feels so good, Mies~…I want to kiss you………..Chup~…Hmmmm~…Slluurrrpppp~…Ah~..”.(Angela)

ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪ ᴄᴀʟʟ ɪᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ ᴋɪss ᴍᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴏɴ, ᴋɪss ᴍᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ sᴛᴀʀs