Without You Chanyeol Novels & Stories

Aarya ended the call and threw her phone hard on the floor, causing many parts of it to scatter. Mohini glared at Aarya. "What's wrong with you? First, you start disturbing me while I'm watching GongYoo Oppa, and now you’re messing with other boys?" (A/N: GongYoo is a South Korean actor. New-era kids know him for the movie 'Train to Busan,' but I know him from the decades-old K-drama 'Coffee Prince.') Mohini tried to push him away, but his hand was still on one of her breasts. With all her might, she pushed Aarya, who was suddenly in a gloomy mood.

"I can't, I'm busy." Busy? Oh come on, I'm not giving you any assignments, am I? "I was busy thinking about Zara." "I'm not kidding." "Haha, don't be like that. I'm just kidding. Alright, I'll be right over to your house." "If possible, come here now because this is very important." "Alright fine. I'll be there now." "Thank you. Hope I can see you have a girlfriend sometime soon." Alex had not had time to reply to Bryan's words, the phone was disconnected.

She questioned herself upon marvelling at the wall once again. “Oneechan, please turn off the television. It’s too noisy for me,” Xiao grumbled under her breath as she started scooping onto her food. Her mind was already full with tons of stuffs and the noise from the television even made it worse for her to think sanely. “Breaking news! South Korean gymnast, Shin Dongwoo, was reported to face a huge consequence after assaulting his co-gymnast member. Due to what happened, the world championship’s competitors will undergo some quite changes…”

RESURRECTION PROTOCOL The ocean wind tore through the cliffs below Jeju Island, wild and electric with the scent of storm. Somewhere beyond the horizon, history was still bleeding. But inside the candlelit war room of the reclaimed Lee Estate, silence reigned—except for the faint hum of the screen that blinked one word over and over: Yoo Min Status: Active. Location: Unknown. Chaewon stared at the screen like it was a ghost. “She died,” Jian said beside her, jaw tight. “I saw the reports. Your father… your supposed father… stood over the casket.”

Chapter 04: Try to Hurt Me Again, and You’ll Regret It! Briella’s POV -- It took a while before my manager finally picked up the call, she probably too caught up in another K-Drama binge. Since we stopped accepting projects, she’d been glued to her favorite Oppas like it was her full-time job. “Yobosseo?” Chelsy greeted in her usual playful tone. Despite the storm in my chest, I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. Hearing her speak in Korean always softened me.

Eloise, with surprising force, pulled him up onto the stage, and for a moment, he didn't even recognize where he was. In the haze of confusion, he heard the emcee's voice. "Ms. Chapman, do you take Mr. Hartley…" "I do." The unfamiliar woman smiled softly as she uttered those words of happiness. The emcee then turned to Gavin, his lips moving as he asked something else, but Gavin didn't hear a thing. The emcee's expression froze on his face. From the side of the stage, the man who had been working with Gavin for years to manage his livestreams, rushed over, his face stone cold as he whispered sharply, "Gavin! What are you doing? Don't forget that Marjorie is watching the livestream on TV!"

"You're sure you want this from me?" Jane dug her fingernails into my shoulders, and lifted her hips against mine. "I have a condom in my nightstand." I crawled to get it, watching her squirm and bite her lip while waiting for me to roll it on. I crawled back over to her, my length brushing against her opened legs, and her belly trembled. I dipped my head to capture her mouth, loving that she was exposed, not trying to hide anything from me, and giving me everything of herself in her weakest moment.

She wasn’t going to fall for his ploys any longer and she was going to enjoy her life the best she could. The news about Minho and his humiliating defeat spread like wildfire. It spread so far that it reached Yuna’s cousin’s house; Kim, Haemi. She was Yuna’s cousin from her father’s side. General Junho had 2 brothers and their names were Namjun and Dongwoo. Junho was the oldest out of the three. Namjun was the second oldest son and the current right Prime Minister. Dongwoo was the youngest and he was also Haemi’s father.

He added. “Oh I see…” I said and smiled. “Can I know your name?” I asked while smiling and blushing. The blushing came naturally though. “Chan Yeol… Your name?” He asked. “Emily…” I said and smiled widely. “Emily… You are very cute too” He said and I blushed. “Can I have your number, Chan Yeol?” I asked but my pronunciation of his name got him to chuckle. “It’s Chan Yeol…” He corrected me and chuckled. I chuckled back and nodded. “You can have number. Note it down” He added.

To my horror the Yatch was away from the docks I tried contacting the guys but I just remembered I didn't take my earpiece. My heart skipped a beat as my hand clehch to the bar of the Yatch that prevented me from falling over. I slowly turned trying to think of what next and then from a distance I saw Seth, he was staring at me I felt relived seeing him at first until I noticed the way he stared at me, he looked stunned my cheeks flushed as his eyes searched my figure. "Ambree what a surprise, care for a drink? " Shane Cunningham show up holding out his two glasses of champagne, I take the glass not taking a sip?