Kim Nam-joon Novels & Stories

"William Shakespeare who? its Kristopher Farmington!" Namjoon entered with Derek who was eating carrots. "Papa lets eat together. you need the energy" Everyone laughed at Derek's unwillingness to eat vegetables and cute cunning behaviour to get rid of them

The screams came up immediately the Sparkles started getting down from the car 👥Sparkles 👥 Oppa 👥 Take a look at My cute Jerry 👥 They are so handsome 👥 Seven I love you The boys keep on bowing and waving as they walked 👥Kang Tae Min!! Someone suddenly screamed and Seven stopped on his track,,he turned even though he knew he would never know who called that name,,that's his name,,his Korean name. Kang Tae Min,,but whoever knows that name must really know him a lot. But who?? The voice didn't come out again

Kim Namjoon, RM of BTS, hated publicity stunts. Even more, he hated feigned rivalries. But the entertainment industry thrived on manufactured drama, and the "BTS vs. Blackpink" narrative had been a marketing goldmine for years. He respected Blackpink immensely, particularly Jisoo. But their forced animosity at public events always left a sour taste in his mouth. Tonight, however, the sourness was rapidly turning into something else entirely. He was leaving the hotel to meet up with his flight. His usual entourage had already left. He stepped into the elevator, relieved to be heading back to the quiet of his hotel room.

“He just told me. She seems to have been sick already and the thing is, the bullet hit her liver. She needs a transplant urgently,” “I can donate…” “I will be the one to donate it, Dean.” Kai said, stopping me. “I owe to her, and you are a smoker, I won’t even mention your drinking habits. She needs the purest, and I have stopped them for a while now. But I can bet on everything that I have that you drink scotch more than you drink water throughout your day.” I froze, looking at the man and he smiled. He wrapped his arm around my neck before looking toward the door where I knew Arianna was being taken care of.

"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.

Joo Sangmin (Class D Leader) cracked his knuckles, a grin cutting across his scarred face. “Tch. Celebrity or not, I’ll cave his jaw in if he shows up.” Kihyun’s eyes narrowed. “And get flattened before he even moves? You fight with rage, Sangmin. Reo fights with precision.” Sangmin shot up from his seat. “You wanna test that precision against my fists right now?” Yoo Taemin (Class E Leader), sitting cross-legged in the corner, finally opened his eyes, dark and sharp beneath his fringe. His tone was quiet, almost too calm.

Hadrian even got a deal and business contract with some of the biggest company in South Korea including Jeon-jae's brand. He also makes one of his wife's wish came true by letting her meet some K-pop idols and superstar including the boyband BTS, the superstar award winning actor Lee Min Ho and so on. He just don't have an idea how much money he spent, but for him money is worthless if it doesn't satisfy you. Money is meant to be use and so he spent it in a way that is beneficial to him and to the people around him.