Unbreakable Manwha Novels & Stories

Further, whereas Bella naturally glanced at Dave, she deliberately ceased this action upon noting the situation. However, Marcus found difficulty in erecting his body from his feet. Mad sparkling characterized his features. He attacked. But first, she behaved instinctively without taking the opportunity to think about it. She placed herself between them, her hand locking around Marcus' arm as it swung. Her form was filled with power. She was a hybrid: the power of her nature responded to her instincts. There was a sickening crack. Marcus shrieked in agony when his bone broke out of Bella’s grasp. Bella threw Marcus away without difficulty, and the latter hit the row of lockers with a thud, d

A wet thud of bone on bone. Jun looked up. A boy—no, a young man—was standing there. He was wearing a faded shirt that was too tight across his shoulders. His head was shaved. He moved like a demon. Baek. A younger Baek Do-hyun. He tore through the seniors like they were made of paper. He broke a nose. He kicked a knee backward. A man of few words. He just dismantled them until they ran. Then Baek turned to Jun. Instead of smiling, he extended a large, scarred hand and lifted Jun onto his back.

The infinite smallness of our decisions pressed against that continuity like palm to glass. At one point, Emily stood and paced, and I watched her silhouette slice through my kitchen light. “I’m afraid of being weak,” she confessed. “I’m afraid that if I let myself want this, I’ll be a joke. I’ll be the person who ruins everything because she can’t be good enough.” “You’re not weak,” I told her. “You’re human. The two aren’t the same and if anything, letting yourself be human is the bravest part, admitting that you want something messy and maybe wonderful.”

Gianna froze for a moment, and she couldn't help but look in the direction where everyone was looking. In the audience, a man was wearing a loose white shirt, holding a coconut in his hand. His well-defined face appeared cold in the sunset's sunlight, and his black eyes lacked any warmth. Until Charlotte ran up to him, the man who had just been as cold as an iceberg suddenly curved his lips. In an instant, the ice and snow melted. Gianna looked at the man's gentle eyes and felt her heart beating rapidly.

Ethan had always been the kind of person who doesn't give up easily. Her fingers lingered above the ribbon, pausing for a fleeting moment. Taking a deep breath, she gently untied it, removing the layers of the wrapping. Her pulse quickened as the box gradually opened, disclosing its contents. Inside lay a fragile crystal sculpture-a stunning, detailed representation of a wolf howling at the moon. Cecilia's breath was halted in her throat. She extended her hand, her fingertips gliding over the sleek surface of the crystal. The artwork was breathtaking, graceful in its straightforwardness, yet the meaning behind it was obvious.

But I just couldn’t take my eyes off Danica. She wore skin-tight pants and a shirt that stopped just above her waist. I didn’t miss how cute she was at the hospital. But right now, at this very moment, she looked good standing in my room. “I’m going to have to take a rain check, Nancy.” I hung up not needing her shrill response. The voice on the song changed from Alicia Keys to a man. His words carried through my room and I instantly felt the need to be near her. “Like a moth to a flame. I can’t stay away…”

I just had my hair cut short to my shoulders and styled it like I had curls at the ends and dyed it light ash brown to change my hairstyle. "We're so pretty, omg! I feel like I'm going to find love after going to the bar." Lanie said, looking at her newly rebonded hair in the small mirror she brought. "May your words come true," Lorna said. Annaliza and I just shook our heads. Annaliza has a boyfriend now, Lanie just broke up with her boyfriend and Lorna… she's just quiet. They ordered drinks that weren't too strong, I don't know if it's true, but because I didn't want to be a killjoy, I drank the same alcohol they did. I'll just make sure I don't get drunk.

he demanded and jerked Chang Minsu to his feet. Chang Minsu stumbled back a bit and attempted to shake the shock. Rhee Min-Jun released a punch, refusing to give his opponent a moment to recover. Nevertheless, Chang Minsu ducked the punch and returned a hard left into Rhee Min-Jun's chest. Rhee Min-Jun heard Chang Minsu's thumb break at the contact. He never could punch well, Rhee Min-Jun remembered as Chang Minsu released a cry of pain.

Hana smiled mysteriously and replied, "Gunwo, you must remember that your left hand touched me. Its future outcome will cause you pain," Gunwo ignored Hana's challenges. In Gunwo's mind, he alone could defeat Hana and all the exotic people. Gunwo's face scrunched up as if he had secured victory in the palm of his hand without even noticing Emma and Moan's disappearance. It wasn't until the person next to him spoke that Gunwo saw. He tilted his head into the other's ear and said softly, "Are you afraid of those weak, beautiful women and useless men? Oh, don't. Sober up if you want; I'll give you a little girl with two hair braids, okay?"

Jeong Hyeo-ri or Park So-hee couldn't help but admire Gwon Dae-hyun's skill in taekwondo. Even the gay Namhyun couldn't stop applauding as he watched every move of the man. His eyes nearly popped out as he stared at Gwon Dae-hyun's handsome and muscular body, especially as it glistened with sweat and his taekwondo outfit accentuated his chest. Namhyun stared at his muscular biceps, then his gaze shifted to the lower part of the man's body. Jeong Hyeo-ri suddenly shook her head at her friend's actions and couldn't help but nudge him to the side.