Junhyuk #hotshot Novels & Stories

------------------------------------ Say something guys, I really want to know your thoughts. What you think about Taehyung Lia Macro Amanda

"Bella, this is me Austin. I got Nicolas' cell phone number, and I was so very happy. I didn't contact you with any intention, I just wanted to let you know that you should save my number, in case one day you might need me. Can I ask now what you are doing at the moment?”

But suddenly, my back rose from the sofa with a twinkle in my eyes. “Please go back to the channel?” He did what I said, and when I saw what I was looking for, I held his hand. “Oh, isn’t that Rexon? And who’s that girl?” My mouth dropped open as I watched them holding hands together while walking on the red carpet. “The vocalist of Logistic Band and his rumored girlfriend made a show off at the Galla yesterday,” Andrew read aloud the registered caption in the news. It was rumored now that the two dated, which was confirmed by some acquaintances and Hannah’s brother herself.

Walking out of the chapel just after concluding her penance, with strong hopes that this sacrament of reconciliation will bring good tidings to her. She searched through her bespoke Hermes bag to fetch a keyless remote control. Pointing same towards an obsidian black Mercedes-Maybach S650 seated on the all paved parking lot just about 100 feet outside the chapel. Those new pair of silhouette heels still hurts terribly regardless, she needs to walk like a queen.

He wasn't one to be taken for granted, Jung Hyunowned almost all of the hotels in the city of Seoul with a few branches scattered across the country but lucky for Minjae, both of them had a very good friendship since childhood so he let loose around her. "Young-Jae!", she called for him, eyes never leaving Hyunwho gave her a fond smile before curving his index finder and using the same one to point to his lap. You see, Hoseok's aura screamed of beauty and control and he was the first man who had managed to keep Minjae tamed. Her ears caught on a shade of red and she coughed violently, it wasn't an offer, it was an order she could never in a hundred years deny but to her fortune Young-Jae wal

Angelique asked, confused. “Yeah. Trunks is his nickname, but his name is Juhoon Choi. He’s in Business, Level 200. He arrived last year, and he’s number one among the five S-Class students. He’s Korean-American — the son of the Korean business tycoon Seungmin Choi, CEO of H Holdings, and Xiaolin Feng, heiress of the Sash Conglomerate.” “You mean THE H and THE Sash?” Angelique repeated.

Some kids burrowed their faces on the table while the rest grabbed their bags itching to step out into the open. The corridor seems a bit empty without Joo Ho rushing in, taking him from the back. Everything was still fresh in his mind. "Hey, don't forget our game this Friday, eh" Kwanghee nudged Suho breaking his reverie. "It's Kia vs. Hyundai," Kwanghee dribbled the ball, attempting a Jordan slam dunk, Suho rushed to block his shot. "You bet," Suho grinned. "I'll go ahead." Suho walked towards the bicycle parking lot ahead of others.

scratch that the most ugly man i have ever seen stepped out of the car Jeez his looks could kill , from his manly flawless face to his beautiful lips and oh my God his physique, his muscles were literally trying to rip - off his shirt... gosh i think he's a greek God Who the fu***ing hell are you " his sexy voice brought me outta my trance"

She nodded shyly. Jung-Hoon smiled and placed his lips on hers gently. He started kissing her softly, yet passionately. Syanja closed her eyes and answered the kiss. Jung-Hoon clasped her waist and pulled her close to deepen the kiss. Syanja's hands automatically made their way to Jung-Hoon's shoulders and then neck. She tiptoed to reach his height level, but he was too tall for her. Jung-Hoon smiled while caressing her lips into his. He pulled her up and warped her legs around his waist. Syanja felt out of breath and patted Jung-Hoon's chest to break the kiss. Jung-Hoon caressed her thighs and groaned, as he was in no mood to break the kiss. After a few moments, he broke the kiss and looked

I was shot. "No! Baby! No!" Nate was stood over me, erratically removing his suit jacket and applying pressure to my wound. The smoke had started to dissipate, and I could hear the firemen evacuating the building, so I could see Nates face more clearly. He had tears gushing down his cheeks as he held onto me so tightly. "Hope" I breathed. "Where's Hope?" Talking started to become difficult, as did keeping my eyes open. What was happening to me?