Jeon Jung Hyun Novels & Stories

I made it clear. Relaxingly, Violet nodded slowly. "Yeah, Song Joongki is married, and it breaks me. It hurts every time I remember it!" Violet exclaimed, then bit her lip to hold back her tears. I held my forehead, massaging it gently, because somehow my head hurt so much. Song Joong-ki is a Korean artist, right? Yeah, he's reportedly married to a fellow artist. But Isn't it too much to be upset because of her idol? "Violet, have you ever been hit by someone?" I asked slowly.

Everything with a hint of cold was me. Humming my favorite tune of Pied Piper by BTS, a Korean boy group band, I dried myself off with a towel. Wearing my clothes for the day, I tied my wet hair in a messy bun. Wet hair and buns is the best combo. Applying a little bit of makeup which consisted of blush, mascara and a lip gloss with a maroon shade of matte lipstick in the middle of the lower lip made my look complete. Atlas I wore my golden rings on the middle and index fingers, a pair of small hoops and my favorite pendant which was gifted by my father when I was little. Basically I never took the pendant off. It was a part of me. The pendant had the letters V&C on it.

(nothing happened, there has been some changes so I am currently the one leading the team at the merger branch) “joayo abojiga iron jarireul juneun go gwaenchaneuseyo”( okay that’s good, are you okay with your Dad giving you this position? ) Seojoon asked his friend knowing how Dae-Hyun felt about his Dad giving priority to him at the office

"Campus's Lee Min Ho!!!! And Jeon Ji Hyun! Is Coming!!!!" *click*click*click* *click*click*click* "Kyaaah!!!!! He's really wafu wafu!!!" "Ohh emm geez!!!! The Crown Prince of Campus!! He's sooo Handsome and hot ohmy!!" "I Love You!!! My Crown Prince!!! *Flying kiss*" I don't know if that was crazy but I bowed. I can see her frown. Haha. "It's great, she's really beautiful, isn't she.."

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.

The one who haunted him. The woman who had once plotted his demise now carried his child. I had no words for the irony of that, nor did I want to try and define it. Some things were better felt than explained. The door creaked slightly, and I turned my head to see Ryu leaning against the frame, a lopsided grin stretching across his face. His hair was still damp from his shower, and water droplets clung to his collarbone. He looked like trouble and safety wrapped in one perfect contradiction.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

The rest of us had never had any complaints about Mingyu being our leader whatsoever. Our eldest member, YoonJae, was one of our main vocalists. His given name was Yoon Jaehyeon but he found YoonJae way cooler for a stage name and went with that. He was 20 years old at the time of debut and had always been one of the most certain members of S.T.A.Y pre-debut. While I myself almost got cut twice, Jaehyeon had always held fast to his position. With how careful he was about fan-service and how good a producer he was, it really was no surprise. He was also a small-time model and had already played minor roles in two very popular movies. He was, for obvious reasons, the highest net-worth member o

The eloquence of him with others, his love towards his mother. Actually, Hyun Joo is a mother boy. He always roaming around with his mother. There, a small child missed her mother in the crowd. She started to cry. No one is caring for that child in their busy works. He helped the child to find her mother.

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