Choi San Novels & Stories

Groid Choi, the third leader of HongYoonChoi. He's a stern man who can compete with Himalayas with his cold attitude. Some called him Armeria Maritina, a kind of flower that grows on a cliff which no one can pick. That's suitable nickname for an ignorant person like him. But unknown to many, Groid Choi once appeared vulnerable in front of the woman he loved. In fact, she was the only one who tamed the icy cold strict man, who always goes by the book.

NOTE: The names are written in "surname first-name" format. So, Choi Jeongwoo means Choi is his surname and Jeongwoo is his first name. Maknae = Youngest member of the group Hyung = Guys refer to guys elder than them like this

I was personally excited about the fact that the Reigns would be getting her own Champion who would protect the people from every danger and guide them from every distress. I was excited so on the night of the night of Guirgon Moon’s arrival, I left Ciril in the courtyard— at a safe corner and inside her baby basket, and went to the borders of the Central Reigns where I plucked a rare and beautiful flower, the Blue Puya flower, which I intended to give to the chosen Champion as gifts once I returned. I was especially attracted to this flower so I knew the Champion would like it.

Always attentive. Christian rewarded her staff a grin that gives her glimpses of Vren. There was no denying their blood relation. The good looks and the playful mischief runs in the family. She blinks, turning her attention back to the swooning people on the table. “We all know Christian Parkinson is the editor in chief of Bachelor which rivaled and partnered with our Sassy in more ways than one.”

Jean caught her breath in surprise. "Who chased you? Ghost?" He asked innocently. "Scarier than a ghost." Jean replied. The man Jean called Chan is Park Chanyeol. A native man of South Korean nationality who has lived in New York for a long time. Jean and Chanyeol have been friends since junior high school. Even in high school, they were in the same school. Jean called Chanyeol with Chan, and Chanyeol called Jean with Je. They were always together. They were even being called couple goals by the whole school.

"And I really...really want to impress you." I smiled at him, ignoring how hot my cheeks felt. I probably looked like a ripe tomato. "You don't have to do much to impress me." I told him. He stared at me, his eyes intently studying my face, I fought the urge to fidget and kept still. A minute later his face broke out in a smile. "What is your favorite Chinese dish? Their lo mein is probably the best I've ever had in my entire life to tell you the truth." I shrugged and picked up the menu, deciding to let his change of subject go.

Just as he was about to grab Yuhwan's arm to hold him back— Someone cheerfully waved a hand, slicing through the tight crowd of seniors with a vibrant, booming voice. "Hello there! The future of our team and our adorable freshmen! I’m Choi Woo-hyun, a fourth-year and the captain of this baseball club!" *** What an absolute, saving grace.

The only sound was the snap-snap of Madam Choi’s fan and the drumming of the rain against the glass. Felix was about to make a joke about the tension just to stop his own brain from imploding, when the heavy doors creaked open one last time. Instead of the expected lawyer, a woman stood in the doorway. She possessed a soft appearance, seemingly untouched by the harsh world of the Mafia, with prominent cheekbones and dark eyes. Chey Ji-yoon, formerly known as Han Ji-yoon, Min’s sister. He remembered Jun mentioning her. The one who escaped. The one who married a dentist from one of the wealthiest families in South Korea or something and tried to pretend she was never a Han.

Isaac eyed him cautiously clearly annoyed by the interruption and I eyed Isaac waiting for his reaction. “Umm we are ready, what do you feel like babe” he asked kissing my neck. Beathing a sigh of relief that he didn’t go all possessive Alpha I ordered a scallop dish he ordered something with fish and oysters. Watching him eat them made my stomach turn. “What?” he asked when he downed the last one. “That’s disgusting” I continued to eat against my stomachs protest my food tasted amazing and I wasn’t letting his choice of slimy disgustingness stop me from enjoying it.

“No, Connie and Hannah are team one. You are team two.” “Right,” she said. “I forgot.” “Forgot or weren’t listening,” he muttered aloud. Usually, he found her forgetfulness cute, but tonight he found it annoying and distracting. “Here he comes,” Elliott warned them. Through Elliott’s IAC, Aaron could see the dark figure of an older man, hunched over, with crazy black hair, slithering towards the chimpanzee cage. He weaved in and out of the shadows and seemed to do a dance step now and again.