Midnight Romance In Hagwon Novels & Stories

— The Gentleman in Black Lena rolled out of the bed, breathless, panting. She couldn't count how many times she'd had that nightmare. All over and over again, a recurring memory stalking her in her sleep like it was trying to show her something, tell her something. Lena wasn't interested in that. Especially when what she really wanted was to forget all about that day. It ruined everything for her. And so it felt cruel of the world to let her relive it every night.

My eyes meet hers, before Shawn's, who is looking at me with that, ‘you've been caught’ stare. I break eye contact immediately, then look at Ophelia, who is looking between Shawn and I. Our both gaze collides, and she continues. “When Hati made his bargain with the Moon, he promised her to take from his lineage, whomever she prefers as a peace pact. After years of many generations, the moon chose Shawn, hence his silver eyes as opposed to ours. She blesses him with silver immunity, so that it does not burn him. And when he turned you, Eva, the pact stretched. You are blood of his blood now, in the Moon’s eyes. She cannot deny you the smallest mercy, because denying you would break the pact.”

She turned back to Julian and smiled, but her mind already wondered when she could slip away with Adrian again. The night went on. The party grew louder. Sienna stayed flushed and wet, carrying the secret of what happened upstairs. Adrian’s creampie marked her as she stood beside her future husband. Deep down she understood the truth. This would not be the end.

Kim Gang-mu and Han Gyu-ryeon, snickering, spread nuts, fruits, and dried snacks on the living room table and began to set up a big table. “Even if you eat me up it's fine, so please just let me make contact with my wife first.” At Mu-hyul's desperate word, playful laughter from Gyu-ryeon's face evaporated in an instant. “Absolutely not. Just know that Hanbi-dan bastards are monitoring your wife's surroundings as if searching for lice.” “Right. Endure until early February only. Either way, after that Hanbi-dan itself will be completely devastated.” Gyu-ryeon filled whiskey in Mu-hyul's glass that had become empty in the meantime and pushed the snacks forward smoothly.

I forgot you came here not to meet Yara. Adam just threw a misguided smile. Yara emerged from inside the house, still wiping her eyes. She did fall asleep while watching one of the Korean dramas she was interested in. Whether she realized there was Adam in the room or ignored Adam's existence, Yara immediately sat beside her mother, hugged her mother while leaning her head on her mother's shoulder, and... closed her eyes again. "Yara! There is a guest." Rhea shook her shoulders for Yara to sit properly.

The clearing had been prepared with the same careful formality as a wedding, which felt, to Elira, like the cruelest possible detail. White stones marked a wide circle at the center of the training grounds, council representatives from three territories seated along its edge, Thornveil's entire pack gathered in a dense ring behind them, and above it all, a moon just short of full, watching the way it always seemed to now, patient and unreadable.

The door opened to reveal a bedraggled Hwan who I had not seen since our little rescue stint in Lunagrove. His brows furrowed as he looked between Ron and me, when he spoke his voice was hoarse. “Alpha Chase? Ron? What are you doing here?” He asked. Now that was a normal reaction to our presence; confusion. Louis had seemed too shocked, almost scared even. Hwan, however, looked genuinely surprised and confused. “Can we come in?” Ron asked and Hwan immediately stepped back and gestured. “Oh yeah, of course, come right in.” I studied him as he stifled a yawn and led us to the sitting area of his roomy studio apartment. The male had obviously just woken up. I found that odd.

New York never slept. Not really. At two in the morning, the streets still pulsed with yellow taxis, flashing billboards, and strangers chasing things they couldn’t name. Dreams. Money. Love. Revenge. Sometimes all four. Ava Sinclair stood outside Club Rouge with her arms folded tightly across her chest, trying not to freeze in the brutal December wind. Her best friend, Talia, was still inside dancing with some finance guy who wore too much cologne and talked like he owned Manhattan.

Min-a had woken up in so many places in his life. From different countries, to the beds of different actresses and supermodels, to a hospital bed and back to his bed at home. But Seung-ho's bed beat every single experienced hand and leg down. Maybe it was because of the hands that safely wrapped around his waist, holding him close against Seung-ho's morning wood, or the smell of fresh lemon on his pillow that came from his shampoo, or just the fact that his heart felt full and content.

The man she loves Kim Raewon, has been gone forever, leaving wounds that may never heal. Then came Leo, the man he thought had snatched Raewon from him. Without shame came propose --- *** Lee Umji stopped reading as soon as her cellphone rang. She picked up a phone from an unknown number. "Good morning, who it is?" ''It's me Ha Mino. I changed my old phone number. '' ''What is wrong?'' “You forgot something in my car." ''What is that?'' “A little notebook.''