Do Ha-na Novels & Stories

She was just working for her daughter to live a good life. “However, I have a condition,” Hana said slowly. Hector sneered. “How are you to talk about conditions with me?” Hana continued, “Open an account under both our names. You will input half the password and I will input the other half!” “You!” Hector said.

Suho spread his long legs, stroking Hana’s hair on his lap. “Your hair is still as soft as I recalled back in high school. Although, back then, your hair has curls.” “Thats the power of natural coconut oil,” she admitted. Suho took in every single detail of Hana’s feature. The side of Hana's people doesn’t see when she takes her gloves off. In fact, there’s a frail girl hiding behind the dark armor. “Oppa, I’m sleepy. Can we go out already?” “Yes. Sure.”

It feels like I'm in a witch trial right now. Let's do an attendance check. First row, leftmost seat, there's Dad who is holding a whiskey glass and savoring it. My Kuya Leo that looks grumpy as always, Mr. Inoue who is one of the board of directors, lastly, we have the trashiest among all rubbish, Hana. You might be wondering who is this Hanna a.k.a Hanna the Thot. Lemme answer that for you. Hana is a new employee who entered the company 3 months ago.

~Introduction to the Female lead~ Name: Hannah Park. Age: 19 years old. Lives in: Seoul, South Korea. Height: 5.5ft. She has a very fair skin with black eyes and Maria is also a high schooler. She is cute, loveable and kind hearted. Even after confronting the cruelty of the world. After the demise of her dad, her mom, Anna Kim remarried. Her new spouse Daniel Kim , vowed to take care of the obligation left by Hannah's father yet on one condition.... Never separate from me. He even marked an agreement.

*How are you? Naara blinks, making sure she isn't hallucinating right now. Hanie's sudden presence makes her so stunned. "Ha... Hannie," Naara stutters. The woman in front of Naara nods with a big smile looking at her. Naara immediately left her stationery and hurriedly walks towards Hanie. She hugs her best friend in college who has recently been distant from her. Naara is so happy with Hanie's presence who wants to greet her again like when she first came to this campus.

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

Somehow with the expression, Jae Hwa had in her eyes while threatening her on a close call, that phrase didn't sound right at all. More like Devilish Jae Hwa. "Hana isn't here?" Asked Nari wanting to change the topic of discussion. "Yeah, now I got the hang of it, she was assigned to make herself useful I'm other short staffed areas," Yuna replied a tinge of sadness in her voice, she missed Hana's company. Nari noticed this and scoffed, "Don't get too attached, we aren't going to stay her for too long, get that thought outta you mind it's not happening."

I ordered. Hana huffed but let Sarael go and moved back. “I’m sorry for barging in and that my rude Uncle didn’t introduce you to me when you arrived.” Hana bowed her head. “I’m Hana Kinsley, by the way.” she added in an introduction. I rolled my eyes, shaking my head. Sarael arched an eyebrow looking at me.

He looks almost like Hiram, but less bulky, and shorter. “You!” Hana grits her teeth. “Get over it, Hana,” he says flatly, then he turns to me. “Hey, June.” I wave at him, and he walks away. I wonder what the tension between the both of them is about, but before I can ask, Hera whispers in my ear, “One of Hana’s best friends is seeing Hu, and she hates it so much.” “You really want to stay home,” Hana says as she marches angrily to her car.

I used to be one of her biggest fans. "Okay. So Mrs. Manager has asked us to sing for all of you sweethearts. By the way, my name is Jazmin, and this is Hana, whom I'm sure some of you know. She is the drummer for the seven goddesses. Uh-huh. Han, please shake my hand." Hana complied and smiled. Some of the adolescent boys yelled at her, "Idol!" Wow! Hana is pushing herself too hard in her career. "Hey, Dad. We'll just jam for a while," she said, winking at us. George only gives a thumbs up. I was taken aback. Is it just my imagination that she winks at me? No, I'm not.