Jenny Han Books Novels & Stories

She hugged Amber and headed downstairs. “Never, ever let her quit,” I whispered to Amber. “I won’t,” she replied. Jenny was in the living room, reading a book in some language I didn’t recognize. “What are you doing, Babe?” I asked. “Reading,” she grinned, knowing I wouldn’t let it go. “Well, until someone interrupts me.” “In a foreign language?” I teased, though it was obvious. “For you, yes. For me, no,” she played along. “Is it a good book?” I joined in.

And with that, she went away and off, her heels echoing on the sidewalk—leaving Saben standing alone on the sidewalk with a chilled coffee, and a question in his head which even he, for all reason, could not quite dispel. He grumbled to himself, "Maybe I should read that poetry." Then, quietly, he entered the bookstore. Jenny shoved her apartment door shut behind her with her shoulder, today's meeting folder still gripped tightly in one hand as if it had personally insulted her. She dumped it onto the coffee table with a thud and shed her blazer as if it seeped with haughtiness. "Of all the men," she grumbled, striding into the kitchen, opening the door to retrieve a bottle of water. "I just

But the whole thing with me and Jenny still didn’t add up. I sighed. “I’ll try.” I winked and got back to work. Gavin smirked. “Damn, you’re definitely not nineteen and fragile anymore.” I giggled. “Bye, G. Good luck with Leighton.” He waved as he walked out of the library, leaving me alone with my thoughts. What was so bad that had stopped Mr. Han and Jenny from getting married? What did it have to do with me? Why was it causing so much tension between him and his father?

Hanin asked while looking at the amazement of the books arranged neatly on the bookshelf. Jeno sat on the chair of the study table, he then nodded while opening the book lying on the table. "Yes, all the books are mine." replied Jeno. "Amazing!" Hanin was amazed. Didn't expect Jeno to be that good in the book. Jeno even has a book as many as 2 full shelves when he is not even 7 years old. "Are all these books your parents bought?" Hanin asks again, he still wonders why Jeno can have so many books. Doesn't that guy get dizzy reading this many books.

Sasha’s eyes blinked rapidly, “Well, yes,” I laughed, shaking my head. “I can imagine,” “No, don’t!” “I am now,” Sasha cracked, “Don’t imagine two at once, Cass. That’s just too intense.” “But you like it intense, remember?” I teased her, watching her cheeks grow pink. “Stop it already,” she widened her eyes playfully. “By the way, I like your necklace,” My hand immediately touched the necklace Jake had given me. “Oh, thanks. Jake surprised me with it. It has his initials and my name on it.”

Her tone of voice is so swayed that anyone who hears it will be overjoyed by her melodious voice. Hana didn't raise her head, but continued to eat. She knew it wasn't herself that the twenty-three-year-old woman was addressing, but her husband. Romeo put down his spoon, and looked at the young woman. "Hello." Aunt Ruth gave Jennie a place to sit next to Romeo. "This is our daughter. She graduated cum laude and is now working in one of the international companies in this city." Unusual words spoken by Aunt Ruth to her guests. Hana remembered that Aunt Ruth used to introduce Jennie as the "first place winner in the district level beauty pageant" to her guests, but now introduced Jennie as "sma

Powen. Jackson and Henry arrived early, both seemingly waiting for Hana. Although they tried to question him, Sir. Powen insisted on not telling them where Hana was. They decided to talk to Hana clearly today. As soon as the bell rang, Hana entered the classroom just seconds ahead of Sir. Powen. In Sir. Powen's hand was a thick book filled with the patterns of the hammer of justice. Hana wanted to choose another seat, but there was no vacancy, so she sat between Henry and Jackson. The air between the three of them seemed to thicken, embarrassed and full of confusion.

The call came when Jenny was already preparing for bed, she already had her Korean face mask on. Her short brunette hair was already pushed back, away from her eyes. She had already soaked up in the tub of warm water, bubbles and essential oils. That night was meant to be special, it was supposed to be an early night. That night, Jenny had decided not to watch the dating reality television show late into the night, no. She had decided not to waste her time scrolling on social media, no. That night, Jenny decided to read a book…a novel, she had decided to re-connect with the girl she use to be during her college days, when she would frolic through the yard of UC Berkeley with a book in one ha

Haley swallowed nervously and blurted out, "Isn’t this a bit like… forced love?" Shane was at a loss for words. He rubbed his throbbing temples, then reached out to ruffle Haley’s hair. "Sweetheart, maybe you should cut back on those domineering CEO novels that Jenny keeps recommending." Haley huffed, pushing his hand away and pouting, "I only read one, and you caught me that one time! It’s not like I’m always reading them." To be fair, it was all Jenny’s fault. Ever since Jenny got pregnant, she had become obsessed with those domineering romance novels. Not only did she read them constantly, but she also recommended them to Haley.

Alex POV Jenny had always been a very special girl. I’d heard her name long before we ever met. She was the top student in every class, the professor’s favorite, a poor girl who got by on full scholarships alone. She was far too stunning for her own good—people always stared at her face first, deliberately overlooking the sharp, brilliant talent that ran deep in her bones. Logically, she was the kind of person I would never have crossed paths with in my lifetime. My world was perfectly planned, polished, and proper; she was stubborn, out of place, and had nothing to her name.