Jin Sung Woo 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.

I just came back to reality when Sunhoo suddenly called me. I watched his reaction and I was hurt, every time I saw him smile just because he was with me. I love him, and I can’t afford to lose him. I have no responsibilities in my past. My name is Lee Shin Jin, and that’s perfectly enough to be live as Shin Jin. I slowly went in his direction and hugged him right away. He was shocked at what I did. “Jagiya… what’s wrong?” he asked me softly. “I want… I want to get married to you,” my mouth felt open and his eyes widened as he faced me. I can’t explain his expression, but I know he liked what I said.

I demanded, reaching for it. His gaze dropped to mine, sharp and slicing. “Why are you even smiling over these stupid videos. You’re even blushing. And for what? For this wannabe pretty boy? Pathetic.” I gasped. “Excuse me? Byeon Woo-seok is not some wannabe pretty boy, okay? For your information, he’s a famous K-drama actor. He’s handsome, talented… and he’s my husband!” Lorenzo went still, his jaw tightening. His eyes turned dangerously colder.

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.

"And the day after that, Shinwoo. You've earned it. You have the week off. Y'all were great tonight." The boy gets shy with a lot of bows and thank yous. Park Shinwoo is seventeen and the youngest member of the group. He has been swamped with not only music but school too. He has still remained enthusiastic through it all. About an hour later, the van parks in the basement parking of the company building and Jae-in and I unload our supplies. Seo Yun was with us back at the TV station, and the two worked on the kids' makeup while I oversaw the outfits. It's the end of a busy promotion period, and we have four weeks before we're running back and forth again taking care of Phix when their album

Sung-ho is an old man his age is sixty-four years old and he is unemployed he once knew Hyun-ki but as the name Ji-hoon, the last was his friend or more like a son for him that he didn't have because he is unmarried man but one-day Ji-hoon died and he let a book for Sung-ho and a letter in this letter there is a message for Sung-ho its title is the last talk Ji-hoon expressed his precious moment with his friend and he said

“Well, you're small and—you had a long hair..” Jiwoon's voice cracked, his gaze became heated as he saw his golden eyes staring back at him reflecting his already nervous image. “and you had this pretty face” he gulped averting his eyes to Yenn's lips intending to touch if but he sensed Yenn back away. “P-pink lips…” his voice stuttered as the lump on his throat grew bigger. “Long lashes…” he gazed into his blinking eyes then he looked down to his neck seeing his Adam’s apple bobbed “Y—your skin is so p–pale and white” his hand start to tremble sensing a deep urge to touch the person in front of him. ***

One day, his best friend, Han Ryan, was murdered by a famous serial killer, and Jae Woon felt his whole world was crumbling down. Due to his excessive sadness, alone in his home, to numb the pain from experiencing the loss of his best friend, Jae Woon drowned himself with endless amounts of alcohol, ranging from the likes of soju and rice wine. He is a heavy drinker. Ten bottles of soju are not enough to make him feel tipsy. He throws the empty bottle to the floor and grabs a white plastic bag beside his bed. The bag is full of junk food and his favorite snacks. As he indulged himself in junk food and drinks like there was no tomorrow, suddenly, out of nowhere, Jae Woon's body convulsed in a

His wife or daughter dare not come to his office without an appointment. He is Kim Jung Hoo the third richest man in the whole of Soul, the husband of Hannah, and the father of Kim Jina. "Good day sir, the car is ready." The young looking handsome guy told his boss. When he sees his boss nod his head signifying he would be down at any minute. Then he remembered a task his boss asked him. "Sir, the girl you asked for the file will be ready in the evening." He said not looking up but his feet, he hoped his boss wouldn't get mad at him for making the task stay too long.

who was behind his family's massacre. "Kesekki, (son of a bitch) Sung Seok-jin!!!", he murmured while clenching his fists. Lee Hyun-woo had not yet seen Sung Seok-jin's face, as both of them were accustomed to changing their identities. However, Seok-jin, who had never been defeated in battle, had one weakness—a captivating woman. And there was no other woman who could entice him more than Park So-hee. So he had to gather sufficient information about her very soon, making it easier for him to persuade her to join the "Diamond Kkangpae." His deep contemplation was interrupted by the sound of a car pulling into the villa. As he expected, it was his men. He went out of his room and headed to th