Kim Hongjoong Mga Nobela at Kwento

He loved how her stares made him feel. --- The night was still young. Jesse and K were out again on the street. They just finished eating, both of them were feeling so full and satisfied with their meal. Jesse got them Shoyu ramen bowls. K was berating him for eating the pork char siu slices on the side, being that he was Jewish. He just laughed it off, clearly rebellious of his faith and even went as far as mocking Judaism. He remarked that it was getting tougher and tougher to be a bad Jew. And that if necessary, he would kill his rabbi with a pork chop without any hesitation, should his religion be an impediment at how he wanted to live his life. K was so amused at Jesse's shrewd thinking

(A/N:- Ji Chang-Wook is a South Korean actor and singer. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

I'm not surprised anymore. "Oh you two are here!" An old man with his elegant black suit that was fitted perfectly along with a long trench coat, greeted. His chunky eyewear added at least two points to his outfit. Under the clear glasses, I could see resemblance of Jeonghan's eyes. He is Kloper Yoon, HongYoonChoi's second leader and Jeonghan's father.

a soft and sad tone spoke, a voice Hana vaguely remembered. “Yes, mam. I’m speaking with Ji Hyo Kwang, right? For those who don’t know, Ji Hyo Kwang is the wife of the legendary basketball player, Haneul Lee. Although he’s no longer with us, we’re grateful for the honor he brought to our nation. And so, we appreciate your trust in using our station for whatever announcement you have. Go ahead, Mrs. Lee,” the DJ announced. Hana flinched, understanding how challenging it could have been for Mrs. Lee to go on air to ask for help.

He asked in surprise, "How do you know about that?" Kim Jihyun said, "Lee Joongki from Koryo Medical College just left from here. His father is Li Mintae and the person in charge of the delegation's translators. He is also one of the members of this exchange meeting. I saw your name on the representatives' list of the Shanghai Medical College from him, so I called you." Qin Haodong did not speak, but listened quietly. He felt that Kim Jihyun was not just chatting with him. There must be something else to say.

Kimberly placed the documents at the front of Damien and Steven who has been giving her an evil smile and lewd look. 'Can you just stop looking at me?!' She wanted to shout at him but kept it to her self. "Such a beautiful and hardworking Secretary you got." Steven said. "Is this contract about my secretary or business?" Damien snapped. "Sorry. Back to business, I was thinking the goods coming from Korean.........." "I want 70 percent of it." Damien cut him off. He glanced at Kimberly who has been looking at Steven with disgust.

l. 'Jeong Sung-ho, who are you to me?'

(*Hoobae - younger colleague in school/work. **Soju - korean alcohol, similar to vodka.) - Officer Kim. It's so nice to see you, sunbae-nim.- Soo Min smiled brightly as he came closer. They hugged each other slightly, then she used hands to point on her partner standing nearby.- This is Jung Hyun Woo, the new detective I told you about, officer Kim.- she introduced him. - Hello, sunbae-nim.- Hyun Woo said with due respect and even saluted, making officer Kim laugh slightly.

"It seems everyone went crazy as a group. Why would Major League be crazy to scout a Korean perpetual last-place college catcher?" Seo Jeongwoo leisurely wrapped his arms around Yoo Kyungho's neck and kissed him. Biting the lip lightly, the eye smile falling from him was laced with venom. His hand descended riding Yoo Kyungho's solid spine, roaming softly like a snake. "Who said he was a catcher? Haneul Jang is the number one batter and an outfielder." "What?"

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.