The Midnight Romance In Hagwon Novels & Stories

Suddenly the door swings open and light floods over us, exposing us to its harsh glare. We look up startled, Ash growling slightly at the person, still pinning me to the bed with a hand on my stomach. "I'm stealing your girl for 10 minutes, Ash. Irana, I need you" Ember says unfazed despite what was obviously about to happen.

“Then we’ll also do the initiation ritual tomorrow. That way, you can be part of our mindlink.” “Great,” I said. That night, I drifted off to sleep with my eyes fixed on the ring. Its soft glint caught the moonlight streaming through the windows, and I found myself smiling as I slipped into dreams. The next morning, a soft knock pulled me from sleep. I stretched with a yawn and shuffled to the door, still groggy. When I opened it, Mira stood there, her hands folded neatly, a warm smile on her face. “Good morning, Luna,” she said, bowing.

I'll see you later " Zenith says to them as they did their group hugging. She was happy to be part of the group. She smiled as she went home. She groaned as she pushed her hair out of her face . "Why do I keep waking up at odd hours of the night" she sighs glancing at the clock that read 3:30 a.m.

The letters H and H were engraved on the surface of the padlock. Hana frowned as she looked deeply at Haekyo. "Is this oppa's?" Hana asked, narrowing her eyes. Lee Haekyo didn't seem to care about Hana and instead grabbed the lock from Hana's hand. When he looked at the lock, Hana could clearly see the sadness in Haekyo's eyes. And somehow, she felt like hugging Haekyo and calming him down. But in her heart, she kept on guessing what the letter H meant. Because all this time Haekyo really doesn't want to open up about his past to her, especially the issue of his lover who died a year and a half ago.

she described all the kinky things they did last night, the guy was apparently an owner of a club downtown. I am amused by the way she talks about this guy because she blushes. When did this girl ever blush about her conquests?! Never. I shake my head with her amusing antics. We spent the whole afternoon watching 'Lucifer'. This series is an entertaining one especially, getting involved with a certain devil. The way he was created is like out of the books. It was already nearing night time, we should be there by six-thirty in the evening. I finished baking banana muffins for Raffaele and cheesecake for their mother since I don't know what she would like.

Paige says before dragging Colin away. James, Cassie, Peyton, Claire, Alex, and I weave through the crowd until we find our table. Right in front, just as Paige said it would be. We sit down as Paige and Colin appear onstage. As they center themselves, I look around the room. Every wolf in the pack is here. The unmated wolves are drooling over the available females tonight. My gaze lands on Diana, the blonde nurse that hates me. I move to look away but before I can, she raises her champagne glass and gives me a polite smile. My heart fills even more, I don’t know if that means she forgives me but it’s better than being hated by her.

; I was just a wolf in motion. Then, the music cut. The lights went into a frantic, blinding strobe. The dance floor descended into the "Midnight Ritual"—a tradition where the lights stayed low for three minutes of anonymous indulgence. Through a flash of a strobe light, I thought I saw a tall silhouette—Andrew—leaning over Serena. I thought I saw her reaching up on her tiptoes to meet him. The lights went black. A wave of nausea and grief washed over me. I stood there, paralyzed in the dark, surrounded by the sounds of a hundred people losing themselves.

She tore another one of the limbs from the bloody pulp in her hands and chewed on it. "You know my name," Joonjae stated coolly. The woman let out a wheezing giggle, flashing her teeth which were marred with blood. She smacked her lips hungrily. "You are Hwang Joonjae," she sneered. "Son of Hwang Jisun and Kim Jisoo. Twenty eight years old. Head of the country's most dangerous Mafia syndicate."

Chihun let go of the handle, and immediately Doona, with a quickness snatched up the suitcase, and just as quickly as she disappeared up the stairs earlier that day, she vanished from his sight. "What is she? An Olympic sprinter?" Chihun laughed to himself. "And what's with her hair cut?" He closed the door behind him and jumped on his bed. He ignored the pestering text messages from his curly-haired friend Namsun, Chihun hastily opened the Voptube app to watch Minji's rehearsal. This does not even begin to do her beauty justice, he thought to himself. "I shouldn't have bothered with that woman." He groaned. ***

I didn’t get into college, so I took a job driving a city bus. Once I finished training, I started working the night shift with Uncle Tim. He had always been the kind of guy who followed every rule. But that night, he wouldn’t let me pick up a single passenger. He even made me keep the bus dark the entire route. Uncle Tim died shortly after that incident. A few days later, someone told me something that made my blood run cold. Uncle Tim had actually been dead for quite some time. So who the hell had been riding with me that night?