Taekook Story Novels & Stories

Gosh! Telling from his amused look, I knew he was going to start teasing me. "Oh, wow. I did not even know that I had a girlfriend. Who is this girlfriend of mine?" I scoffed. So, he is going to start acting like he is not dating Sarah. Boys are scum, for real. "Wow. You will make a good actor, you know?" "I do not know what you are talking about. Who is my girlfriend?" "Ade, just open this fucking door. I do not want to talk to you. Let me be."

Become friends. Kook had a crush, but he didn't know what Taeho's sexuality was and he assumed the older was straight. The only way he could get close to him was by becoming friends. "Chose a player, uuuuhh..." "Jeonkuk," Jeonkuk mused. "Oh. Sorry. I've been here for days already and I still don't retain your name." Taeo mused, his pretty smile giving Jeonkuk goosebumps. He smiled back, feeling his cheeks burn.

Professional storytellers from Korea and around the world were invited to perform, captivating audiences with their captivating tales and captivating performances. In addition to professional storytellers, the Seoul Storytelling Center provided a platform for individuals from the local community to share their personal stories. Open mic nights and community storytelling circles were held regularly, allowing people to express themselves, celebrate their unique experiences, and find common ground with others. The center also offered workshops and training programs to encourage aspiring storytellers to develop their craft. Participants learned techniques for effective storytelling, explored dif

What kind of relationship to share? A relationship to share heart and mind. And a relationship to share bodies too! No, how could Tae-ha, in front of all these people…… speed out of control like this…… How was he going to handle the fallout! “Haha, Tae-ha needs to take more Korean tutoring lessons.” “Oh my, what a surprise.” Thanks to Ma-ho and Doguk glossing over it like that, Tae-ha’s brazen, straightforward move subtly passed off as a mere slip of the tongue.

I used the back gate of the building and told the guards that if anyone looked for me just say that I’m just in my unit and don’t want to entertain any calls or visitors. I wore my mask and started jogging my way to the gym. I felt freedom once again. On my third block I noticed a group of girls and boys patiently waiting in line. They were all wearing a dobok white uniform. I stopped and watched them as they all bow to their instructor. I smiled and took out my phone to research the taekwondo school. It was newly opened. “Are you interested? You could watch them.” I heard a deep voice at my back. I turned around and saw a middle aged man wearing a black dobok uniform.

I know the pain of all the people if you’re facing the same situation. It's not possible to tell you our names. But you can assume us with fake names. You already know that I'm your Narrator. The one who is older than me is Saint. And our oldest brother likes to call him Kiiing. I think it's obvious if he calls himself Kiiing, I mean he is the very first being. He can conquer the whole universe if he wants to. We are brothers but still we are different. Well, brother killed humanity in the past because he was excited to see how humans would react. And actually it was my brother who felt surprised to see them all fighting back to their problems. Humans are literally interesting creatures. May

As soon as he stood again trying to fight me, I kicked the chin of that man in the upward motion, and soon I could see blood coming out from his nose and mouth. 'Does these people think I am only dependent upon these problematic powers to save myself? I have been learning taekwondo and ancient martial arts since I was seven.' I thought proudly. However, my moment of feeling proud was cut short when I see two more men coming towards me with clear killing intent in their eyes. "I think they are angry because I killed their friend." I thought in my mind. However, this time rather than making some snarky or sarcastic remark, Carla said something that left me in a thoughtful gaze.

TKO, Taekwondo You know, when you see that Hand go 'Chop! ' Everything stops, the flows so hot Like steam from a coffee pot Rush hour, no traffic No Jet Lei, just Jackie You actin like you stay behind, go re-up up on your classes You old fake, ole wanna be superman Give Clark Kent back his glasses man I hit you with the judo kick so fast You looked back like "What happened?" I, I, I don't wanna fi-i-ight

Also, the names of the characters are randomly selected and is entirely out of the blues. Welcome to Dynamic Diary of Tee. Enjoy the bumpy ride ahead!

~ At The Entrance Of Tae-Ji's School. "Eomma, Appa you are late. I am not gonna talk to you." Tae-Ji cutely looked away while pouting. The couple chuckled a bit and approached. As soon as the two of them were in front of her, Tae-Ji's face lit up with excitement and hugged her mother and father. "How are you doing sweetheart?" Hyun-Tae asked, kissing Tae-Ji's forehead. "Aww, Appa, don't say that Eomma is gonna be jealous." Tae-Ji said hugging her mother tighter, making both her parents laugh. "Who taught you this?" Syanja asked, confused. "Ho-Jim samchon." Tae-Ji answered innocently and Syanja smirked.