Kim Haon Novels & Stories

Jian stepped beside her, stunned. Han lowered his weapon. “He knows you.” Tears welled in Chaewon’s eyes. “Maybe there’s hope.” __Two Days Later— LEE ESTATE__ The boy—now named ‘Haon’, sat by the window, drawing cranes in red crayon. Jian watched him, arms folded, silence thick between them. “He’s calm,” Han said. “Too calm.” “He was built to obey,” Jian said. “But he’s learning fast.” Chaewon entered, holding Haon’s medical records. “Physically healthy. No neural implants. But... memories were uploaded. Artificially.”

He said, raising an eyebrow at me. “She can't blow a punch for her own good, she's not going to be able to save herself if something happens to her, and it was nothing but me training her to know how to sustain herself. As you might know, she is my Luna by name. But that's it. It's just going to be something by name.” I said, and he sighed.

'Christina, it's Kevin,' he corrected her, rolling his eyes. 'Uh-un,' she said, laughing. 'You always hated me calling you that.' 'Sup, Kevin. I thought you'd be away on a mission!' A dark haired guy exclaimed as he came in. He sat down near Kevin. Kevin answered, 'I finished two hours ago.' 'Hey! Kevin! What's up?!' Richard, a new comer, smiled a greeting as he raised his hand for an high-five with Kevin, who obliged him. 'The sky?' Kevin nodded him to a seat behind him.

she addressed herself. Gail snorted. "Moving on, his pack is called Hana, which is Korean for one. Dae-Hyun is a king because he's rich, good looking, gosh it always gets old the third time around, and because he is a brute you do not want to mess with. He's physically and verbally very able to wound you, and out of all three kings, he's most known and more likely to make knuckle to skin contact. If you're thinking he just some chop-slop, think again because the guys has a black belt in judo, taekwondo, and a ten other type of martial arts known to man, or something. To top that, his father, who's Lee Tan of Lee Inc., is partners with Ashwood International so he basically functions as if he

My mom winked at me. Lucian just chuckled at this exchange. "Mom. This is Lucian. Lucian, my mom." I introduced them. "Good to see you, Lucian." Mom grinned like a little girl who had been offered candy. "You too, Mrs. Morgan." "Kyla. Just call me Kyla." Mom corrected. "Happy birthday, sunshine," Lucian whispered in my ear before pecking my cheeks. I think I was competing with a tomato at that point, in front of everyone.

"Go. What am I going to do to your mate alone that I haven't already?" There's a touch of humour in his tone, which has my stomach turning over. I have an idea. Kill me. Noah gives me one last look before he turns and walks out the door. I want to beg him to stay here, to help me against this crazy, magical man, but I can't bring myself to do it. So Stace and I sit in this room, him still kneeling in front of me, wondering what his plans are for me next. "Why? Noah told me I'm some kind of daemon or something, and you're a King, but none of that makes sense. How have I not heard of that before?" I questions, my voice hoarse from my screams of pain.

“I’m so sorry, Kian.” “That’s not all. Whenever I’m around her, I have this feeling in my stomach, like it’s full of butterflies. I think that’s my way of reacting to her… as a Hunter. It’s an internal warning of sorts, I think.” Aaron nodded. He imagined there must be some sort of a reaction whenever the enemy was nearby. “What are you planning to do?” he asked. Clearing his throat, Kian reached into the back of his trousers and produced a wooden stake, shaped like a cross, about two feet by one foot. The tip appeared to be cast in silver. “I believe I have no choice but to use this.”

Getting back her son was. Aren't you going to say something?" I demanded, wiping away a hot tear. Anything? Lilika stood and walked up to me. As she wiped away another runaway tear, she told me; "Doria, you brought this upon yourself. What am I supposed to do?" I pulled away, shocked at her statement. Yes, I knew Lilika to be a cold and calculated woman. Not a ravenous bitch who looked out for number one. My phone chimed and I chose to escape. I pushed past Lilika not minding the rough shoulder bump I gave her. I snatched the phone and looked at the caller's I.D. Katherine. I hated that bitch. But not more than I hated Nik and his mother at the moment. So without hesitation, I hit the acce

Hana just smiled, in the back of her mind, she was thinking about what happened to them with Chen last night. “I hope you still remember what we talked about yesterday.” “Of course. That’s why I woke up early for that.” While Hana and King Aqua talks about the training, Prince Keiynan arrive exhaustedly. He gives Hana a smile, still shirtless and his sweat runs all over his body. “Oh, Hana, this is my son, Prince Keiynan.” said King Aqua. Hana looked at Keiynan in disbelief, that man was King Aqua’s son?

* He thought angrily as he gritted his teeth. “Let’s go.” Jeric called as he led his troop out of Pledis High. “Do you not know who you just punched, Kevin?! It is LANCE KIM! SOUTH KOREA’S HOTTEST GUY!!!!” Helga hollered as she walked back and forth in front of Kevin. Kevin sighed and rolled his eyes. “I don’t freaking care. He’s an arrogant guy.” He said. Helga sighed hard. “Okay. So what do we do now that you have made Lance Kim mad, huh?” She asked Kevin.