Romans & histoires Kim Yuwon

My mom and I have a set diet plan where I eat properly on alternate days and the other days I would just eat fruits. Yes, it is more horrible than it sounds. I am actually used to the headaches. “Nope, I can’t eat today. Anyways, I have something else to talk to you about.” I say as I drag out my words suggestively, making him switch off the stove and focus all of his attention on me like he knew I was up to something. Okay, now I am nervous. “You remember the model, Kylie? Pretty girl with-“ “Yep, we talked for a few minutes. She was trying to find her phone, turned out to be in her pocket the whole time. Weird.” He told me, almost making me shake my head.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

His friends exchanged incredulous glances, their disbelief palpable, yet Donovan remained steadfast, a sense of tranquil resolution enveloping him. In that fleeting moment, amidst the shattered illusions of the night, all he could envisage was the day he would claim Boma as his own, their fervent devotion igniting a future where their love would reign supreme, amidst a world of fleeting desires and hollow triumphs, a testament to the enduring power of true passion. "Donovan!" a friend of his hailed. "P. O one and only!" Other praises began to ring. "Leader one!" "Lion!" "We are loyal!" "SUG president to be!" "Who can stand?" "They have not been born!" "Congratulations!"

I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me. Cassandra was back again, sneering at me as if she had just defeated me. “Won’t you say a word, banished mother of twins?” I grinned. Kael’s blue eyes locked on mine, soft but full of claim. “Those twin pups carry my blood. Come back to Shadow Moon with me. You belong to me!” My legs felt weak as he released that statement. It was like a command, but I could not obey immediately. Damon was here too.

“You're smart, multi-talented, and the strongest person I know.” My cheeks reddened. “Thank you.” We sipped our drinks. “So where do you live? Washington DC or Loudon County?” “Loudon County. It's a forty-five-minute to an-hour drive from here.” Nodding, Kyu-hun sipped his drink. “What about you?” I asked. “I'm Han Kyu-hun. South Korean. I have lived my life shuffling between America and South Korea. My parents are alive— and I'm grateful for that. I have a younger sister who can sometimes be annoyingly sweet and nosey.”

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one