Candy boy-YokChon

Candy boy-YokChon

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Have you ever cried so much that your tears stopped falling? Or suddenly started breathing steadily while gasping for air? Have you ever yelled at your loved ones in a moment of rage, only for the anger to melt into tears? That strange sense of peace that sometimes comes when you wake up in the morning... or fall asleep at night? Yeah, Yok felt those things a lot. But when he drowned himself in drinking or painting, he never felt alone in his own world. Was it disturbing to feel a presence he couldn't see? Maybe. But was he uncomfortable? No. Why would someone be disturbed by their guardian angel, anyway? In a world that grows darker every day, the souls of good people are sent back to Earth as angels - To protect other good souls. Though, maybe "goodness" is a relative concept. Maybe he wasn't all that good himself. Maybe that's why he was only assigned a beginner-level angel from the First Realm. Chonlatee - or Chon, as he was known in Heaven - was murdered at just 19 years old and became an angel. Due to his inexperience, he had only made it to the First of the Seven Realms. Now, how was he supposed to protect a reckless delinquent that most angels had already refused? And what happens when feelings get involved? - Chon will always be an angel in my eyes and I want to see my angel happier... Twice's "Candy boy" song, angels, and my dear babies!!
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When I was little, my mother used to tell me stories about an ancient world that contained mystical and strange creatures -created by the gods it was supposed to divide the humans and the creatures. Her stories were mostly about brave Guardians that had the obligation of protecting the other world. This world was to be called the Portal World. As I grew up in difficult conditions I dismissed all those ideas out of my head. Tales are for children and nothing of it was true. Or so I thought. Until the day the guy I hated the most saved me from imminent death. *** Deep in my being an unbearable anger scattered itself through my body. I clenched my fists. A violent jerk started building up to my vocal cords. I gritted my teeth to keep it under control but in vain my lips began to move. "My life is not an Illusion!" The small crowd still gathered inside the café went silent as they all turned to see what was happening. I bit my lip in embarrassment. Jack slowly turned around and instantly met my eyes. "You'd be surprised", he stated with a disturbing twinkle in his eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thank you for stopping at this book. I've put it through the process of editing it and it might take a while but I'll try to get it done as soon as possible.

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