Joo-yeon Novels & Stories

The cool breeze was making the trees dance in happiness, birds chirping in joy and Shanaya was collecting her Ipad, charger and her phone to ascend toward the terrace so that she can enjoy the weather as well as some Korean dramas. Even though she was crazy for the South Korean actor "Lee min ho", she chooses to watch "Suspicious Partner" starring "Ji change wook" who was her other favourite Korean actor. She had watched all the dramas and movies of "Lee min ho" and, since he was serving in the military after completing his last drama, she had no new dramas of his. She did not realize when the sweet and desirous sleep engulfed her in her arms, and, woke up at the sound of someone's clearing

Li Mansion, Inside the bedroom, When mother Yoon calmed down, Dr. Bai asked, “So my little friend Su Ryeon, seems that you never gave up on your passion, I am sooo happy for you!!” She knew that Qin Su Ryeon was an excellent hacker and was the group leader of the Lion clan’s intelligence team during her high school days.

"I don't care about him." "Fine. If you said so." She picked a bag of chips on the side table and opened it. I focused my attention on the TV screen. "Hey, who's that handsome guy? The one in black shirt?" I asked Caren. We were watching a Korean action series on Netflix. “Park Hae Jin," she replied. “In fairness, he's hot and yummy. I like his lips.” “Really?” She raised her brows. “You think he's more good looking than Sir Lenos?"

When the battle began, he entered the battle area, and he saw a little girl who had entered the area just like him. Joon Woo just smirked when he knew that his final rival would be a girl. He was sure that he could beat her easily. The girl is named Song Hyang. While Joon Woo looked at her with a mocked face, she just stared at him expressionless. The battle just somehow started and they fight each other. Joon Woo tried to hit Hyang. He didn't care if she was a girl, all that he needed was to win the battle. But the more he tries to hit her, the stronger she becomes. They fight each other, and Hyang becomes the winner in the end.

Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.

She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work. She stormed out of her apartment building tying her long hair into a classic ponytail and wiping off the toast crumbs on her cheeks. Her long-sleeved white shirt was carefully tucked in her stripped skirt. Her purple coat hanging loosely on her leather purse almost fell off when she leaped on the bus. She still had seven minutes that, if there was no traffic would save her from a lecture from the president.

The South Korean people were shocked by the hottest news about one of the XD personnel. As many people already know. Jun is the member with the most fans. "Jun XD's dating?" "Jun has a special relationship with a beauty journalist." "How could that be?" "Who is she?" "Isn't she a famous journalist?" "I do not accept." "Kang Hyomi from Seoul Entertainment News?" XD fans are busy looking for facts about rumors about Jun. Most of them do not accept the existence of these rumors. It could be, no one accepts.

Then a cunning smile curled on her lips: "But of course, you have to pay me for my service. I don't need a thank you." Geez! I wonder how I made friends with a woman who only thinks about money, wherever she is and whatever she does. "You really never forget to make money out of everything you do." I looked at Feirro and gave him a sweet smile and beautiful eyes, hoping for him to pay my money-loving friend. He just sighed and shook his head in response. He opened his hand, and a gold coin appeared. "Here!" He threw it to Joque, and she caught it with her right hand. Her eyes were sparkling while she stared at the gold coin, biting her lower lip.

"Scarlett." ******

she ordered. Namie looked up at the boy standing beside Jina. His jet-black hair fell to his shoulders, his skin was pale, his eyes cold. He was of average height. She swallowed nervously and trembled as she stood up. She was in front of the most popular boy in school: Teodoro Eun-Chan, president of the drama and literature club — the very club she dreamed of joining. He was famous for being the girls’ favorite, constantly receiving love confessions and all kinds of invitations.