Jin Seo Novelas e Histórias

2026. PRESENT. SEOUL. HELL PENTHOUSE. ☠️ SORA ☠️ When others are drinking water, black coffee, bitter lemon, or soju… I take Coke. Why? Because life can be so bitter, especially mine. I jerk as A-jun pins me down; he is on top of me, and I’m pressed underneath him, fighting for my life. His hands find my neck, and he presses it to the pillow, choking me.

"Welcome to Silverio Stones, Kairo," said a man who looks like any Korean idol with his prominent Asian feature and two blocks with bangs hairstyle, even his black turtle neck and gray trousers plus a dainty Christian Dior chains scream nothing but kpop idol culture. His set of deep dimples made him the charming and cute type of handsome rather than the sexually appealing type of handsome.

And finally, the man who greeted her with a smile, but didn't look Elena in the eye. One of her eyebrows rose. This last one was a little different. Without realizing it, she observed the last man. "Ah, his name is Joonseo. He's the youngest in our group," Jin Woo said. "Oh, okay. Nice to meet you all. Sorry for disturbing you while you were eating here. We'll be leaving now," she said with a smile. "You don't have to rush. You were here first. Please continue. I see you still have a lot of food left."

And maybe that guy's name was the name of this boutique too—Lee Hyun Jae. "Sir," Justin called out to him. The man turned his head, his eyes so sharp and foreign, like a non-resident from Korea. From the eyes, Justin tried to see if the man was the evil energy he felt.

I mumbled. I don’t want to make a fool of myself anymore. It should have been the right answer, but I was not going to say that. He was silent for a moment, watching me. I could feel his gaze like a physical weight. “My name,” he said abruptly. “You don’t find it curious?” I looked up, confused. “Your name?” “Baek Jin. It’s Korean. You don’t find it… incongruous?” He gestured vaguely at his own face, his features that were all sharp European angles and piercing blue eyes, a stark contrast to the distinctly Korean name.

Lee as the program's producer. Hyomi and Jun just silent under the street lights. The two of them got off anywhere. In a very quiet and dark village, dominated only by dim lights. A middle of nowhere. In fact Jeju Island is the largest island in South Korea where there are far more tourists than natives. It makes some parts of the island, especially the suburbs seem so quiet. Unknowingly, Jun watched Hyomi's every move, who was starting to get scared and agitated in the dark. Until a new thought crossed his mind. Instantly he grabbed Hyomi's hand.

Damien snorted. "Wow boss! I thought you love ladies!" Said Kimberly. "Yeah, I love ladies but not the skinny ones. Like this one coming. Her neck bones are too visible." Kimberly laughed and immediately kept quiet when the lady got to them. The lady breathed out nervously like she's about to be judged in a competition. "Hi!" She finally spoke. "Yes, what do you want?" Damien snapped. "Uhmm....I'm Jenny and you?" "Go straight to the point! What are you here for and why did you stop us?" He fixed a glare at him.

Leon Soo-Yun was a 23-year-old female. Her personality was unlike any other. She was a sweet, gentle, and sensitive young lady who valued herself and her self-esteem above all else. Her parents never cursed her. She was a sweet and shy person. Jang Jun-Sang was a CEO twenty-five years old. He had a cold demeanour. Jang had no faith in love. Jun-Sang believed that he could buy love with money. He valued his work above all else. Jun-Sang is obsessed with perfection. He disliked people who were clumsy.

Do Sejin is twenty-one, but he is often mistaken as an underaged boy because of his facial features. "Soju." His voice is low and naturally seductively husky. The middle-aged woman blushes a little. She gives him a slight nod and hurries inside. He leans back on the chair lazily and looks up at the dark sky. He doesn't want to go home tonight.

It was here that she sought to gather vital information about her mission. Her name was Jeong Hyeo-ri, known as Park So-hee, an undercover agent with exceptional martial arts skills, working in the Private Investigative Unit in Yongsan-gu, Seoul, South Korea. To the outside world, she appeared strong and resilient, but deep within, she carried the weight of a shattered soul.