《✔️ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀᴅᴠɪᴄᴇ | ᴊᴇᴏɴ ʜᴇᴇᴊɪɴ [ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 1 ]》[ chap 3 ]
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I was chilling on the sofa while browsing on my phone, not even bothering to look up at whatever movie is displaying on the screen. I pushed my hair back with my free hand before reaching over the cup to take a sip of soda. I choked on my soda when I saw an unexpected post from someone, that someone who also supposedly blocked me in social media years ago.
Suddenly the door opened which made me froze and immediately look up to see who it was, Yeji entered the apartment who just came from the convenience store. It was a surprise that she managed to open the door despite holding paper bags on each hand.
, she asked sarcastically.
I gently dropped my phone on the sofa and shot to my feet, she handed me two paper bags. I wrapped my arms on the papers bags and slowly made my way to the kitchen, I placed the paper bags on the counter. I placed my hands on my hips and leaned on the counter, I closed my eyes while taking slow and deep breaths.
, I heard Yeji ask.
I hummed and opened my eyes, and I turned my head to the side to glance at my sister. Only to find my phone in her hands while she scrolled on it. I immediately rushed over to her and was about to snatch it away from her hand when she stepped aside.
I reached over for my phone once again but she warded off, until we were practically chasing and running around the living room. She jumped on the couch as she continued to browse in my phone, , I told her while attempting to catch Yeji.
, she asked while looking down at me.
I playfully rolled my eyes at her, , I replied.
, she wasn't able to finish her sentence because i cut her off.
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, i tried to explain with wide eyes.
She gave me a look before stepping down the couch and giving my back my phone,, she questioned me with her eyebrows raised.
, I calmly replied and shrugged my shoulders.
She smirked at me, , she looked at me right in the eye. We both had a little staring competition before she broke eye contact and burst into laughter before patting my back.
, I glared at her. Yeji shook her head but continued chuckling, I huffed and ruffled my own hair. , i whined.
She brought her hand to brought my hair out of my face,
, I tried to convince myself. , i was cut off.
, Yeji interrupted me.
I shook my head and gave her a small smile, , i said.
, she explained.
I squinted my eyes and stood up straight,
, she added.
, I argued.
She chuckled, , Yeji said.
, I told her.
, she ordered.
I nodded, , I agreed. I brought my hand on her hair and began ruffling before running for my life. Knowing that she's after me because I messed up her hair.
I rolled over for the nth time before another low grunt escaped my lips, my eyes are already perfectly still but my thoughts wouldn't stop running around in my head. My thoughts scatter around the place as i couldn't help but think about what would happen tomorrow morning.
I finally opened my eyes with a visible scowl on my face, I reached out for my phone on the nightstand to check the time. I squinted my eyes due to the bright of my phone before setting it back down on the night stand. It was currently 1:40 am and school starts about less than 6 hours from now.
I stared up in the ceiling, wondering what i should do at this rate of hour. I debated whether I'm going to check on my sister, which is only on the other room beside mine. But figured that she might be sleeping already due that she wasn't able to sleep properly in the plane earlier.
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I placed both arms behind my head and closed my eyes tightly. I remained perfectly still, praying that I'd be able to drain out these thoughts and will stop worrying about tomorrow. As well as hoping that I'd drift off to dreamland as soon as possible because there's not much hours left before school starts.
After 10 minutes passed, which felt like an hour, a long sigh escaped my lips. I accepted my defeat I really won't be able to sleep with these thoughts running in my head. When I peeled my eyes open, I was met with a sight of an angel or my former girlfriend.
My breath hitched on my throat as I stared at her with wide eyes, I remained silent while observing her. She had her eyes closed while breathing softly and her hair sprawled across my pillow. Here she was, the person who made the biggest impact in my life even before I left.
She changed, like a lot. Her hair definitely grew a lot longer, her skin became more fair, and more gorgeous. This wasn't the Heejin that I left a year ago, this was a lot better. I didn't know what to do and only remained frozen.
Her eyes finally fluttered open and we locked eyes together. She was the first to one to break eye contact, she giggled slightly before shooting you a small smile. I closed my eyes and threw an arm on her waist. I pulled her closer to me, holding her tight because you're afraid that she might go anywhere and leave you.
When I opened my eyes again, I was only hugging my bolster closer to me. I stood up straight and stared at my bolster with wide eyes. I roughly rubbed my eyes with the back of my neck before staring back once again at my bolster.
I ruffled my hair in frustration before flopping back down on my bed. Closing my eyes shut before opening them once again, in hopes that she'll come back. But was only met by an empty space like before. She was no longer there like she wasn't even there in the first place.
I threw an arm over my face and bit my lower lip, when I came into realization. A chuckle escaped from my lips, , I mumbled to myself.
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BEHEMOTH
What is luck? What is fate? All we can do is stumble along blindly, a noose ever around our necks. And for what? Why do you struggle on. Every day, every single day I wake, I ask another day? Is this it? I want strength! I want power! I want to be above all, to stand on the highest peak of the highest mountain, to look down on everything and everyone! I want, I want, I want . . . Fool. Naive. Idiot. Again and again, you have neither the skill nor the talent, not the body of a warrior or the mind of a sage. What can you do Magnus Lund? Are you happy? Ha ha . . I forgot about happiness the day I died. The second time I died I forgot about love. I've died so many times, forgotten so many things . . what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right? Well, I'm going to kill you, and it's going to make me stronger. Look forward to it.
8 127The World Inside a Dream
Lucius, a simple seventeen-year-old student, had a dream of another world that sparked his interest. The dream seemed to be no ordinary dream. Lucius could move without problem, use all five of his senses to their full potential, and fully remember what happened. But when he encountered a massive, strange flower, his life was changed forever. What seemed to be a normal dream turned out to be something much, much deeper than what he thought. cover: https://nz.pinterest.com/pin/568157309227029694/ *Any and all things in this story are a work of fiction. Nothing is real, even if it takes place in the real world.*
8 399Reborn to become the boss of the Strongest Mafia
The Richest man, The Boss of a Organization, The one who'll make a Labyrinth, The smartest man, The one hailed as a genius, The most mysterious man, The one who was reborn. Jason Zheng, a Chinese American man, a person who was full of debt in his last life gets reborn after being shot to death by his debt collectors. But being reborn isn't the only thing that happens. Along with his new life he is given a mission of conquering the world. For this mission he is given 3 powers to help him on his mission. It’s my first story, constructive criticism would be appreciated.
8 148Medieval Terror
[Trickle! Trickle!] Blood… Pure unfiltered blood. Thick wetness of inhumane variety was drowning the contours of my defiled countenance with crimson slick. My warrior’s mien was brutally decorated with the vile viscera and entrails of the dead. Scattered all around me was a large pile of corpses floating in the bloodthirsty puddle of the afterlife. Accompanying my rest within this detestable domain was a rapacious array of lord Beelzebub’s kin. A swarm of black motile embodiment capable of aerial drifts made my bloody appearance barely visible. [Buzz! Buzz!] I was dead yet living, I could travel between the broken realms of existence and meddle with the vengeful souls. Such was possible by virtue of my life that had succumbed to the Lure of Enigma. The bizarre events that unfolded which brought me to this destitute phase of utter dysphoria was a mixture of tales that will leave a distasteful flavour of doleful buds on your tongue. If you wish to know more about my apocalyptic journey then feel free to turn the pages of my undying path. However, I must warn you, inquisitive readers. My legendary tale might cause your weak constitution to become cripple, hence read at your own peril. (Link to Discord) https://discord.gg/XqY4JAfhcd (Author’s Notes)You can offer your support for Mia Aim’s creativity if you visit the following links below. I’m currently in the process of working on my new LitRPG-Fantasy novel, Word Fu! The latest chapters are published on Patreon along with character artwork. Please offer your support. https://www.patreon.com/MiaAim_Creative_Force https://www.amazon.com/author/miaaim https://www.amazon.com/author/manga-god
8 209Agent 13 (Book 1)
"With all due respect sir, adding a new member to this team will only slow us down.""On the contrary, if anything your team will slow her down."***She's the ghost story you tell around a camp fire. The monster that hides in your closet. The nightmare that wakes you from your sleep. She's the definition of the word 'deadly'. She never smiles, never shows any emotion other than a blank stare. Unless, she's pissed, then it shows. She doesn't trust any of the other agents, only the chief. She doesn't play nice with others. She's a solo agent, always works alone, but that's about to change. Respect her and she'll take a bullet for you. Mistreat her and she'll put a bullet in you...if you're lucky. She's Agent 13...***Book 1***Highest Ranking: #1 in Action
8 144The Book of Dreams Chapter Two, The Temple Of Dreams
This is the sequel to the 'The Book o Dreams, Chapter one, The staff and The Sword'. I wrote it during last year's NaNoWriMo and Writathon. If there is a need for more books in this series, I will continue in the next year's NaNoWriMo. Now the synopsis... The claws of chaos closed in on the land of Clover. After the plague bourne peace of three years, the plague of war once again reared its ugly head. And in a moment of vulnerability, the Moras house sent out marriage alliance proposals to the all influential noble houses. The bride? A mentally impaired Sena Moras, who clung to the last thread of her sanity; the last words the Shadewolf had left her. Away from the wars and politics, in the heart of the Dreaming mountains, her former companions, Erhan’s and his group still continued their journey to reach the Mountain of Hunger, where the legendary Book of Dreams lay enshrined. But the perils of their path increased as an unnatural surge in activity of the vicious Nightmares, whom even Erhan didn’t dare face in direct combat, stood in their way. And encompassing everything, lay a vague sense of a dread that only those with the gift of premonition could sense. [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
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