Your Situation Manwha Novels & Stories

ho, jinsil-eul malhaneun geobnikka? The sniper looked at the man who was helping me. The man approached us again, after he left the flames behind. He walked with blood covering his body. It's not his blood, it's someone else's blood. The man reached beside me, and he smiled. "네, 사실입니다! (Yes, that's right!)" [네, 사실입니다! - ne, sasil-ibnida!] Then he looked at the sniper. "그녀는 내 연인이다! (She is my lover!)"

Aarya was reading the files and suddenly, a click sound echoed in the bedroom. Mohini stepped out from the washroom wearing one of his shirts and sweetly said, "Oppa!" Aarya's mind stopped working as he froze on his spot and didn't lifted up his head to fell on to the beautilicious Trap. "Oppa!", Mohini again called him sweetly but didn't get any response from him. She huffed softly and changed her way, "Ahjusshi ! How am I looking?" {A/N :- The word "Ahjussi" refers to a middle-aged man or uncle in South Korea}

1 message received from unknown sender “ What are you wearing?...what color? So I can easily identify you. “ Maan felt she blushed with the question. If it’s under a different circumstance she would be offended with the question. But I guess it was just an appropriate question with their situation. “ I am wearing a green shirt, denim pants and rubber shoes. I’m just seated near the staircase.” I replied to the unknown sender and decided to save his number. Gil- Jo’s Couz 1 Message received from Joan “ Couz, it’s okay. Gil is kind. You’re in good hands! Hehehe.” Joan’s text. Maan couldn’t finish her food because of the stress she’s feeling at the moment. When suddenly a man appeared in front

She was looking angrily at a man in black in front of her. "Little beauty Kim Jihyun, why don't you run away?" The man in black shouted arrogantly, "You are a warrior at the Covert Power Realm and you can still run so far after being hit by me. I'm really curious." The wounded woman was Kim Jihyun. She looked at the man in black in front of her and scolded angrily, "Kim Tonghae, you've betrayed your ancestors. In order to please Cha Taehang, you betrayed our entire family. You will definitely die in your boots."

Piece of shit. I started to walk away, passing him by, when he grope my waist, suddenly. Surprising me, an before my self defence could start he murmured in my ears" You are deliciously, bitter. And I love it! "He muttered and left me. When I turned to punch him, when he grabbed my hand before the punch could hit him." Chill! Fire! Chill" he giggled and started walk out and away from me. Making me really angry and frustrated. They shouldn't be Raven but Manwhore. Noah Manwhore. Sounds more appropriate!

The boy swung first. Minjae didn’t even blink. One sidestep, one counterpunch — clean, fast, surgical. The blow landed on the boy’s stomach, folding him like paper. Han Minjae (inner thought, brushing dust off his hand): Pathetic. None of them even warmed me up. He turned toward the rest of the crowd, voice echoing through the courtyard— “If this is the best Daehan has, then I’m disappointed.” To be continue

They are in unison. "Huh? No-nothing. It's nothing." Jae Woon tried to calm his racing heart. This issue is terrible for him. He is a bachelor and a virgin on top of that. What should he do? Will the situation get as terrifying as the one portrayed in the werewolf story he read in the webtoon? That thing is only fiction, right, everyone? He should be-

Are you dumb? Junhui clenched his fists, then answered him with sinister grin. In the middle of their odd staring conversation, one of the men tried to escape through the main door. So Jeonghan threw his knife, almost stabbing straight to the escapee. But fortunately, he didn't aim his vital and the knife just passed through the man's lower fabric and it stuck on a wooden chair behind him. “Ahhh!” the man opened his mouth with trembling gasp. He quivered down on the floor after he survived from the live or die second.

Gillian shook his head, "I can only paint my hyung's faces. Other than that, it as bad as before. Perhaps it's a bliss for me. To keep them alive in my memories. I want to treasure it." "Han Ki Jung." Her face getting worried when she notice a longing feeling in his eyes. "Nah, forget it. Anyway, how's your relationship with that masked man? I still remember how he asked me to write your name in Hangul. Ah, it still scares me." Cecilia shrugged, "Well, that's good." "Eh? What happened?" He asked while raising his brows. "You look dissatisfied of something." "Just in your imagination." She answered while her eyes fixed on the painting of the group's members.

The man I should never have feelings for. The man who is losing his world piece by piece. The man who still looks at me as if I’m the only stable thing left. My heart twists painfully. Ethan folds his hands on the table. “Whoever it is… take your time.” Slowly, I turn the phone over, screen facedown. “I’ll deal with it later,” I say. Ethan nods once. “Then we continue.” And somehow, I do. We talk. We laugh once or twice.