Boo Seungkwan Novels & Stories

The middle-aged man said arrogantly, "Well, listen carefully. I'm Cha Bumkun and my teacher is Cha Taehang, the famous boxing champion in Koryo." Then he looked even more complacent. He thought Qin Haodong would be shocked to hear his teacher's name. To his disappointment, Qin Haodong still enjoyed the tea leisurely and asked, "It doesn't mean anything to me who you are. Just tell me what you want." A trace of anger flashed across Cha Bumkun's face. This young man did not welcome him or ask him to sit down after learning his identity. It was too rude. But thinking about the mission, he suppressed his anger and said, "I heard that you took in a woman named Kim Jihyun some time ago?"

The same person who had saved his heart in the past. Shina's laughter interrupted their serene zone in the middle of the busy streets. He walked out of the gym laughing loudly at his jest. Tiana came out after him smilingat his joke. "Boss,I'm leaving. See you on Tuesday. I'll give you a call" Shina said exultantly . He walked down the streets holding his little backpack in a stylish way that looked weird on him. Tiana stood opposite Dami watching him stare at shina's little figure as it disappeared into the crowd. She missed him.

said the blonde guy before also bowing. Zhao Sean shook everyone's hand before smiling. "Congratulations, I'm presenting your awards later, I am so proud of you guys!" Zhao Sean said because it's true. It's hard promoting a boy-group band that was based in Korea and China. It must have been very tiring, promoting in two countries while also training. "Thank you, Mr. Zhao!" They all bowed again, smiling widely and proudly—which they should be. But Zhao Sean's attention was caught by Wang Leo.

the mother called out to her child, Hannah hesitated, but with one glance thrown to her by her dad, she scurried over to where they were standing. "This is your dad's childhood and best friend, Kim Woo Shik, his wife Kim Ji Won, and their son Kim Jung Hoo, meet my second baby Hannah" Suzanne introduced them to one another. "Kim Jung hoo, hmmm not that bad," Hannah thought to herself as she admired the handsome guy standing in front of her. He is taller than her, has Viking-gold hair, has a hawkish nose, defined cheekbones, he has a Titan’s shoulders, his eyeballs are that of a sea rover-blue, and his eyes are shaped in that of an almond shape.

"Lol. We are using our master's card to pay but we almost forgot his order." "What is your name sir?" Lady inquired. "Just put 'Booseoksoon'," Dokyeom responded with a smile shining like a sun. The reason why he made it BooSeokSoon is because it is the combination of their name. Boo, for Seungkwan's surname, Seok for Dokyeom's nickname, and Soon for Hoshi's Alias. "Mr. Booseoksoon, we will call your name if your drinks are ready. Please set aside."

His face was brighter with a nice smile that was continuously shaped on his lips. Qeiza paid all her attention to the man who’s walking beside her through the glance of the corners of her eyes. The man was wearing a casual outfit, a pair of gray trousers and white shirt made of a soft fabric. He folded his long sleeves to the elbows, exposing his muscular muscles. Qeiza had never expected that she would be that lucky. Having a brother named Dae Hyun. Dae Hyun’s good-looking face always reminded her of a Korean famous actor, Park Bo Gum.

He stared back at his phone's screen and ended the call. "Let's go," he grabbed for her hand again and walked to the backstage entrance. They were met by a tall, skinny girl named Leila, who was apparently the concert production assistant. She ushered them to the steel balusters that separated the premium concert-goers from the VIP. She handed them both complimentary bottles of Goose Island beer, which was the main sponsor of the event. Soon, Jesse and K were already in the VIP pit. K looked up at the stage, her jaw dropped and her blue eyes widened as she saw Brandon Boyd already walking up to the mic in the center. The synth started to reverb, then came in the bass, guitar and drums. The c

“I’m so sorry, Kian.” “That’s not all. Whenever I’m around her, I have this feeling in my stomach, like it’s full of butterflies. I think that’s my way of reacting to her… as a Hunter. It’s an internal warning of sorts, I think.” Aaron nodded. He imagined there must be some sort of a reaction whenever the enemy was nearby. “What are you planning to do?” he asked. Clearing his throat, Kian reached into the back of his trousers and produced a wooden stake, shaped like a cross, about two feet by one foot. The tip appeared to be cast in silver. “I believe I have no choice but to use this.”

"Son of Hwang Jisun and Kim Jisoo. Twenty eight years old. Head of the country's most dangerous Mafia syndicate." "Things which you could read in any newspaper," Joonjae scoffed. Yoseob, who was trying to maintain a distance between him and the carnivorous woman in front of him, knew that Joonjae was only pretending to be indifferent. His boss was gauging the woman or to be more specific, what was inside the woman.

By now, Yuhwan must have received his acceptance notice too, arriving at the field early to warm up his massive, imposing frame. If I choose not to go, his pitches will end up being caught by Yoo Gyeong-ho, that third-year Business Administration student. The mere thought of Yoo Gyeong-ho—the youngest son of a massive chaebol family, a guy who possessed strikingly handsome looks, a slick, smooth personality, and held the absolute adoration of every girl on campus—made Haneul’s stomach violently twist into knots.