Novel & Cerita Kim Haon

Serenity had her head lowered, trying to fight off the sleepiness that was bugging her when she heard herself being addressed. “Is that the Luna? She is as beautiful as I heard,” expressed a friendly voice. Raising her head, Serenity saw that a younger male was smiling widely at her. Her questioning eyes made hum introduce him. “I am the Alpha’s son, Nathan. Nice to meet you, Luna.” Serenity nodded. “A pleasure indeed.” Kieran placed his hand around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him. Startled by his action, she raised one of her eyebrows at him. His low voice then fell into her ear. “Be careful.”

"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?"

"Hi." "Hi." K smiled and kissed him again. She lifted up her left hand to cup his cheek, and the diamond on her ring finger sparkled brighter than all of the billboards in Times Square combined. K. x.

Any advice because I’m missing class because of this stupid thing. I miss you a lot and wish to have you here. Need that chicken soup of yours Love you lots Hayley PS: Send the photos as soon as you can. Hailstorm’s POV I groaned, leaning my weak body on the tiled wall next to the toilet. Kira leaned over me, her one hand over her nose and the other flushing the content of my stomach down the drain. “Are you okay Hailstorm?” she asked, placing the flushing hand on my shoulder.

Hypocrites. I'm drawn to the commotion nearby. Reporters swarm around a figure, firing off probing questions. My curiosity piqued, I inch closer, wondering who's capturing their attention. It's Kim Haeyeon, the renowned author, also known by her pen name Shell Kim. Her works are truly captivating. The name "Shell" symbolizes the treasure trove of valuable pearls within, reflecting the precious gems found in her writings. Her unique pen name resonates deeply with her esteemed literary contributions.

she tells him. Finally, they seem to notice me, his mother’s head turning to face me. Kael seems to relax, as I interrupt their heated conversation. I watch as his mother stands. Kara, I believe her name is, if my memory serves me correctly. “Oh, mother. This is Jada, my mate,” Kael says softly. Kara smiles. Even in her age, she looks stunning, so much more beautiful than I ever imagined. She reaches up, grabbing my face within her hands. “Welcome to the family,” she murmurs.