Aera Kim Novels & Stories

Kimberly, her husband, Jackson, and her son Julius, waited in the private dining room that they rented so they could talk to Allen about his plans. “You are…?” Kimberly scrutinized Ayla from head to toe as soon as she entered the private room with Allen and Andrea. She has long known that Allen has affairs left and right. It was pretty common in their circle. However… She did not expect that he would have a full-grown daughter, the same age as Leila. “Good afternoon, Miss… I’m Ayla Parker.” Her sweet voice paired with a bright gummy smile immediately charmed the Yu couple. Her petite body made her look youthful and the vintage outfit made her look reserved. She displayed a very polite attitu

The information startled Corey. “And unexpectedly, he got along with the kid really well,” Corey keenly heard every word of his manager which made him trail his eyes back at the main gate again and now that thing started emerged in his head clearly that Kieran Sinclaiz had something to do with Amerie Fozer and her daughter, Arien…. outside the boundaries of their professional life. …………… “ARIEN ……” that was the first thing she uttered as soon as she entered her house and saw her daughter playing with a huge silver-coloured teddy bear in the hall. Her mother was sitting beside her. They both looked towards her whereas Ariella ran towards them.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

murmured Kim Jae, using the story in Japanese. Kim Jae masters various languages ​​from other countries, because he is Kim Jaerim's stray dog. Of course. He's just been ridiculous since Yoona left this world. Kim Jae now seems to be his old self, not a silly figure named Babe Jae. Currently he is Kim Jae, the stray dog ​​belonging to the Millennial Mafia. One of them smiled disdainfully. He underestimated Kim Jae's arrogant attitude. To be continued ....

It's weird The feeling is nothing sexual or romantic of course, but it's a kind of feeling that makes me feel we are connected somehow. I frowned my face in puzzlement. What's that all about? Maybe it's because she looks like my younger sis, Akira. They both had that look of delicateness in them. Perhaps that's why she looks so familiar to me. "How long are you gone, Kimi?" Hera asks "Three months" Kimi answers. "Is the baby kicking yet?"

Rafa was an enigma wrapped in shadow, and despite everything, Eolan couldn’t shake the feeling that the man knew far more than he let on. Near the fire’s edge, Aera moved gracefully between wounded soldiers, her hands steady and precise as she applied bandages. Her dark eyes flicked constantly to the darkness beyond the firelight, watching, always watching. Though her touch was gentle, there was steel beneath her calm—a readiness that told Eolan she was no stranger to violence.

"We've got a new face." Four heads turned. Gia was the first to rise. Her beauty was loud—curves wrapped in crimson velvet, with hair like molten gold and a mouth made for trouble. She moved like fire, slow and consuming, and her gaze skimmed over Aurora like a critic judging a rare gem. Kim and Ariana followed. Ariana wore rhinestones on her collarbone like armor, her cheekbones sharp enough to slice. Kim was quieter, darker, with a gaze that could flay a man alive or lull him into a dream.

So that the dress prints clearly the shape of her buttocks. "A shrewd little flirt. You got his attention, Kim." Said Kyra who looked through the small camera in Kim's bag, Sean stopped the kiss of the two girls who were in his arms. Sean's eyes fell on Kim. "Go on, Kim. You will be able to get the man to touch you in a little more time." Kyra's orders. "Trust me, Kyra. If you act like a boss again, I will attack you. " Kyra chuckled. She knew Kim had never liked being ordered around this and that. That woman reflects freedom. But sometimes it makes Kyra and Kay worried. Although they believed Kim could take care of herself, they were worried that sometimes the twenty-eight year old woman ac

"Wanna go outside for a popsicle?" "Sure." A few minutes later, I sat on the wall outside Luca's house with an artificially flavoured and coloured popsicle in one hand and a beer in the other. Nothing says class more than that at 1 am. "Tell me a fact about yourself Luca," I said with a sigh as I licked my popsicle. "I don't trust people with names beginning with C," he replied. "Except for Kim Kardashian." "Kim Kardashian is spelt with two Ks," I pointed out.

Ella gapes at him; a sense of full admiration written on her face. "Oh, Zed! I just can't wait to see and compare it to the one you have designed for Yen. But of course, you're richer now, so it could be better. But if the previous one is still more beautiful than the new one, then it means your love for Yen is greater than-" I kick Ara under the table, and her eyes pop out. She instantly covers her mouth while she nervously glances at Kim. "I mean no offense, Kim. Sorry," she murmurs. Kim just tilts his head and purses a smile at her.