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Never Date a Man in Pink

-COMPLETE- Due to a spell made in her birth, Ye Rim is a singer destined to do great things, but she's unaware of the prophecies about her. She meets the 'man in pink,' Dr. Kim, the person she's not supposed to meet or fall in love with, and hell breaks loose! When will she discover her best friend is a fairy and is sabotaging her love and career? And why is everything connected with the supernatural events occurring in the city? _____________ He: "Miss Nam is an opportunistic vixen trying to scam old guys!" She: "Dr. Kim is a rude arrogant rich man, thinking I want to seduce his grampa!" They: "Why is grampa forcing us to date?!?!" Her best friend, dashing forward with a magic wand: "NOOOO! The man in pink will ruin her life! She cannot fall in love with him! I'll never let it happen!" _____________ YOU WILL LOVE my other novel The Mischievous Maiden and the Sleeping Prince! _____________ Hello, JUST TO MAKE IT CLEAR: IT'S A SLOW-BURNING ROMANCE WITH HORROR-FANTASY THEMES! You will read something in the Korean rom-com (k-drama) line with a supernatural theme, like The Master's Sun, Lovely Horribly, or The Bride of the Century. --- I'm not writing to get a Novel Prize in Literature. Also, English is not my first language, so... Peace. I hope you like this novel, and if you feel so, please comment and support! Lots of love! INSTAGRAM: @mizanovel (for news, a channel for questions and exclusive insights, and artwork for my novels). FOLLOW ME!

MizA · Fantasy
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230 Chs

Anormality - BONUS CHAPTER

In his dream, black birds — not ravens, but creatures made of shadow — stand on the electricity wires that cross the city, gazing intently at the empty street. The sky is light gray, like a cloudy dawn frozen in time. All colors are faded and unsaturated. And that's why he knows that ghost crows can easily spot him.

There is a humming_ not like electricity, but something like a swarm of bees and a strange low chant_ amalgamated.

He needs to hide. His heart is pounding faster because there seems to be no alternative left. Soon 'they' will know… Instinctively he knows he must hide. But the city in the distance, with its empty, post-apocalyptic landscape, seems to attract him. He doesn't know what to do there ... But he wants to go. He has to go.

In his first uncertain step, the ghost bird turns its head towards him. With a hoarse and fierce croak, the bird calls out to its mates. They move restlessly, their wings spread, their bright, glossy eyes fixed on him: