Minho X Newt Novels & Stories

Indeed, a young man with a strong physique jumped in front of them. " Hello guys ". "Oh Minho." Damontry looked at Baekhyun strangely. “Do you know him?” "Oh yeah, he's Lexia and Taemin's older brother, he's a Guardian Fairy." Damontry looked at him from top to bottom in disapproval to turn around and take the western corridor. "She's always weird." Chen said to Minho and left behind. "Minho, why don't you come with us?" Baekhyun suggested with a smile that Minho agreed.

It was as if the entire world had fallen silent, and all I could hear was the sound of our breaths mingling. In that fleeting moment, a bond between us tightened. It was a connection that ran deeper than mere attraction, a mate bond that had been waiting to be awakened. I felt it resonate within me, the unmistakable pull of destiny. Nate was my mate, and I was his. As we kissed under the moonlight, its ethereal glow enveloped us. It felt as though we were the center of the universe, bathed in the moon's radiant embrace. The silver beams danced upon our skin, casting a surreal glow that highlighted every contour of our entwined bodies.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

"Am sorry but you are mistaken. My name isn't Jeon, it's minho. Jeon is my twin brother. Though am sort of curious as to what kind of relationship you have with my brother?" "Oh my God! You are Minho?" She asked, confused "Jeon didn't say anything about the two of you being twins, I mean how can you look so exactly alike?" Her eyes were as huge as a cat's as she studied me from head to toe with so much curiosity.

What solution could there be to getting two hundred thousand in three weeks? "There's this site you can make money from." She started and my face immediately fell. "Oh please, Trish. A dollar or two isn't what's going to help me pay that amount of money in three weeks." "Let me land, Caily Galileo." She grumbled with a small pout of annoyance at my interception. I pressed my lips into a thin line and let her continue speaking but I didn't have much interest anymore. "This site is a private site but I can share you the link. You are not allowed to share it to others though. On this site, you can meet with elite men who..."

his lips softly press on my forehead, and my heart skips. "I know." Apart from Ivan, my dad's crazy ex-girlfriend is still out there, and I know she is pretty mad because I killed her daughter. Crazy people like that never think twice before ending your life. "Let's go to work first, and we will discuss that later. Oh! And you have a meeting at exactly 10, boss." "This is going to be so fun," Vin murmurs and quickly rushes to the closet. I am not surprised when he chooses a flared miniskirt and a white shirt.

He bit his lip slowly down his back to reach his beautiful butt that was marked under those pants. "I feel harassed by you, kid " he said giving him a glass of water. "Sorry" he quickly took the glass with water with cheeks flushed. "What is your name? "he asked, leaning on the desk. "Luke Risco Miller, sir said after a few seconds, And yours? "You do not know what my name is? I feel in prehistory " he laughed shaking his head" Nathan Jackson . "Nice name, How old are you?" If I was going to be there, I had to do some kind of conversation.

But the asshole came out like a fallen angel. Min-a was a student at a private university in Seoul, South Korea, and an influencer model. He loved basketball and had a passion for painting. Min-a had long, dark brown hair, and it was currently packed into a loose ponytail. He was 187 cm tall, wearing ripped joggers, and a basketball jersey. He had a glorious jaw, and a high cheekbone, with the most beautiful set of natural rosy lips, a trait they both shared with their mom.

They parked on a small quaint-looking street, just off the main strip. The sign over the restaurant read MORENO'S. She felt her stomach tighten and wondered if his parents or brothers would be there. What was he thinking? This was too soon. She wasn't ready for it, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings.

I knew instantly who'd done it. Before long, the Internet was piling on. "Ten years is more than enough to leave someone in the dust. Mark seriously thinks he can beat Jerome? The same guy he personally shipped overseas to study? What a joke." Then one comment caught my attention. "Is it just me, or is he actually the guy who used to simp for the Burkes' long-lost daughter they just found?" "Nah, you've got it wrong. That's the Swain heir. Why would he be simping for her?"