Stand Up Guy Manwha Novels & Stories

"Let's go Jae Joon! I think the handsome guy is out. Why can't we understand Korean properly ahhh?! Min-ah frustratedly sighed loudly making Jae Joon strut ready to act. He pulled her for a run. Endeavoring between the crowd, they finally made it to the first line, now standing just a few inches away from the man. Min-ah grimaced in frustration as exertions dripped down her face. Jae Joon, on the other hand, was appalled and exhilarating at the same time, not knowing what's coming their way the kids stood there to gaze at the man that looked alike and radiated some kind of mutual energy.

While both of them were women, Gigi felt inferior in comparison to Xyla. Gigi immediately grabbed the man dressed in a suit next to her by his arm and walked up to Xyla and Stanley. As soon as the man saw Stanley, he froze for a moment before he spoke. “Chief…” He began to speak. Stanley gave the man a hard look as he nodded, signaling to the man to shut up. Only then did the man quickly shut his mouth and lowered his head. Everyone was too busy chatting and joking around at this point to notice these tiny details.

Just as I had finished checking in and turned to walk up the stairs, Nathan rushed in suddenly. He was panting heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead, and his face was flushed from running. "Did someone just check into a room here? Did a woman named Yvonne Liesel check in? Tell me, quick!" he demanded.

I couldn't take it anymore, I searched the whole room for any sleeping pills I could find, I finally found some in the wardrobe, and without reading the instructions, I opened the can and took four pills. ********* "Kim, after all this, where do you want me to send you?" Kim passed me the grapes on the table. "Hmmmm, let's see, like a holiday or permanent movement?" I passed her the bowl so she could take some for herself. "Permanent movement," I answered her. "Korea," Kim said, and it made me laugh a bit. "Why Korea?" I managed to hold back my laughter. "I just want to go there, it will be fun and I might just get to see BTS, especially my bias suga oppa," Kim said with dreamy eyes.

Those men were angry their ego got hurt for being beaten and that too neither they could get money nor her. She yelped in pain her body felt weak and numb. Suddenly someone gave a punch right in the man's jaw and the guy fell on the ground groaning. Her eyes flickered over the person who is the reason of the man's pain. Even though she saw him just twice he had features which couldn't be forgotten easily. She doesn't even know his name. It was Tristan. His eyes were Blood red with rage, he balled up his fists so that his knuckles turned white and bisceps flexed. He's scary, that demeanor of him resembled to that of a hungry demon who wanted to capture it's pray.

I know you might be wondering what up with this weird girl ,the truth is today we are going to be sold to some mafia's who needs slaves or servant and i am one of them My former master had to reloate to another part of korea and they wont be needing my service anymore so they had to put me on purchase Heavens know i dont want to fall into the hands of a very bad person and thats why i decided to look like a zombie so i wont have get a buyer maybe the industry will consider and make me work as a waiter instead of being bought and used as slave to anyone All the ladies in the queue ,were dressed in their revealing outfit ,make up plastered all over their face and their hair neatly done ,,Exce

I was cherishing my moment alone when someone approached me. "Hi! We meet again" I raised an eyebrow. My day couldn't get any worse! This guy! I really want to slap him right now but I don't want to lose my poise. I just clenched my fist and looked at the dancefloor. The show is about to start! I saw Mich and the man heading to the bathroom. "Hey what's your name?" I'm still ignoring him. Is this really an elite bar of Hathaway? Letting someone like him in?

“You look so pale, Bara. I won't ask you to wrestle, you know?” I laughed awkwardly. It is too early to think that this young man is not dangerous. He just doesn't know my status. The young man offered his hand to me. “Justin. I'm from the Black Wolf Pack.” My heart fluttered when I welcomed the steady handshake. I tried to win the heart and imagine Min Yoongi's face as hard as I could. As soon as the image of one BTS member appeared, immediately the image of the NCT members bothered me. My idols make me short of breath sometimes.

Sochun walked closer to the man. "You little piece of shit." The man lunged for Sochun and swung his large fists at his head. Sochun shifted his weight to one foot and effortlessly dodged the attack, then he rose his knee sharply and connected it to the man's stomach. The man fumbled backwards, with his hands cradling his wounded stomach. Sochun swung his right leg straight up and dropped his heel directly on the back of the man's head; performing a perfect axe kick on the man's head. The man's body bent forward; then his body bounced backwards–like a spring–in agony. The crowd watched in awe as the large man stood stupefied for a few seconds then collapsed on his wide back.

He scrolled down through his best gay p**n before letting the pointer highlight the name for Min-a to see. “Ghost protocol...threesome bilatin..” Min-a read out before it clicked in his head at the same time the sound of moaning and groans filled the room. Two men stood on their knees next to a man on his feet. One had his lips around his erect cock while the other had his tongue between his cheeks. Min-a didn't know if it was the alcohol or him, or the fact that there was a half-naked man beside him, who seemed unaffected whereas his own cock was now fully erected, sticking to the side of his trousers.