Mori Jin Novels & Stories

Zed pulls me even closer, bends his head close to my ear, and whispers, "Not yet. We're still on the premises of Kim Yuan's. There are cameras all around." "Ah, okay." So, I place my arms around his waist, and we walk towards the lobby like a real, happy couple. Surprisingly, I feel comfortable around him. Just after we step out of the elevator, I see Mr. Kim Mori talking to a man with thick, black eyeglasses near the entrance. With a current-fashioned haircut framing his face, his matching torn denim pants enhance his bad-boy demeanor. He only wears a plain white shirt, but it fits his body well, outlining his six-pack abs.

murmured Kim Jae, using the story in Japanese. Kim Jae masters various languages ​​from other countries, because he is Kim Jaerim's stray dog. Of course. He's just been ridiculous since Yoona left this world. Kim Jae now seems to be his old self, not a silly figure named Babe Jae. Currently he is Kim Jae, the stray dog ​​belonging to the Millennial Mafia. One of them smiled disdainfully. He underestimated Kim Jae's arrogant attitude. "Hmm, your strength is also okay, Mr. Foreigner. One on one, huh?" he said. The man seemed to have the highest position of them. He motioned for his three comrades to back off first, and they all complied.

It's telling me that there is something unusual about the auras these men emit. “ Yeah, it's her,” Santino voice is flat. He fixes me with a bored look. “ She must be brave if she thinks she can murder a dragon with a fork.” The rugged one laughs, and my eyes shoot back to him. He putts a large cigar to his lips, he takes a drag and the tip of glows orange as a thin plume of smock rises. He removes the cigar from his lips and puffs out some smock. The act makes him look so fucking sexy in all his muscle glory standing there.

I sent a blow on the side of his head with all my strength, causing us to lose our balance and fall onto the cold forest floor. I am Mia Leon, the daughter of a cartel leader. I have always had to prove myself and show that I belong and was strong enough. It wasn't going to stop me now. As we landed on the ground, we tumbled in different directions. I quickly stood up and searched for a weapon. My gaze landed on a sizable stick with a sharp edge. Although I knew that he wasn’t a vampire, stabbing him with the stick would surely inflict pain. I grabbed the weapon and faced him, prepared to fight.

Everything with a hint of cold was me. Humming my favorite tune of Pied Piper by BTS, a Korean boy group band, I dried myself off with a towel. Wearing my clothes for the day, I tied my wet hair in a messy bun. Wet hair and buns is the best combo. Applying a little bit of makeup which consisted of blush, mascara and a lip gloss with a maroon shade of matte lipstick in the middle of the lower lip made my look complete. Atlas I wore my golden rings on the middle and index fingers, a pair of small hoops and my favorite pendant which was gifted by my father when I was little. Basically I never took the pendant off. It was a part of me. The pendant had the letters V&C on it.

she threatened, and he raised his hands in surrender. "They're always like this, don't worry," the guy on my left said, breaking the tension. I looked over and saw a guy with white hair, white eyebrows, almost pink eyes, and extremely pale skin. He had albinism, making him one of the rarest friends I had ever come across. Despite his unique appearance, he was undeniably attractive, with a well-defined jawline and a breathtaking smile. "I'm Kai," he introduced himself, extending his hand for me to shake. I took it, and he pulled me closer, throwing his arm around my shoulder.

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.

His expression looks horror and it seems like he's going crazy little by little. "Oh, Gosh! What the hell! HAHAHAHAH!" I still can't stop laughing. "And now you're cussing, is that because of this man? He's a bad influence to you." His head was even shaking while saying that. I bit my lip to stop laughing. "He is Byun Baekhyun, a 29 year old Korean actor and a member of EXO, CBX, and the leader of SUPER M." I remembered Baekhyun last night so I saved one of his picture and set it as my lock screen wallpaper.

I never dreamed his name had changed to Seo Jeong-woo. Realizing once again only now that everyone was using different names in this life. In her second life, Gyeong-shin had admired this man named 'Fujiwara Ken,' a third-generation Korean-Japanese. Having majored in music during her college days, Gyeong-shin passed the open audition for composers at JJ Entertainment and was affiliated with it the whole time. Although he was a CEO famous among others for being cold and detached, he was uniquely gentle and kind to Gyeong-shin, making this encounter deeply nostalgic.

"Hello Syanja, Myself Vim Hyun-Tae. Vim Hyun-Tae is a 25-year-old cutie and smart young man. He is one of the newly famous and successful businessmen and he has a cute and sweet personality. His deep voice is enough to make a girl fall for him. "So Syanja, we read your stories. It's quite interesting, so tell me how long you are working on it?" He asked her directly and came to the point. She smiled at them slightly. "It's been one year" He looked at his computer screen. He searched for her mail and opened it.