Kim Suji Novels & Stories

Gil laughs again, "[You look like a jealous girlfriend.]" "[Rather than jealousy, I'm feeling a bit disappointed. It was just different with the one I imagined.] " "[Too bad. The Han Ki Jung you loved was a man who standing in front of the cameras. Not the real one. Well, I can't blame you, though. We, as idol, have a task to be a perfect human who fulfilling the dream of their fans. Even it means to be fake and sacrifice our life.]" She blinked twice when noticed his unreadable expression. Feeling awkward, Cecilia got stuttered,"[Th-then, I will, I will pick you up when you are re-ready.]"

They felt surprisingly comfortable on—presumably a sign of how much I hated every type of heels considering their entire purpose was to elevate me while making sure I was uncomfortable all through. Next, I was presented with a purse that could probably only fit my phone and a tampon if I forced it in enough and, as a final touch, a piece of jewelry with cold silver interlocked chains and a fading yellow rock in the middle was draped around my neck. The stylist stepped back and smiled in satisfaction but I was sure she was only doing her job. After all, she had been paid a lot for this. "There!" she exclaimed dramatically. "Even Mr. Sica cannot ignore the perfection you have become." She win

Kim Jae will not forgive this Takahashi girl who for some reason changed her surname to Hanasaki. "Kenkyo, have you graduated from school?" Kim Jae made small talk at Kenkyo. In fact, actually Kim Jae also knows if it's a girl, ah wait! It seems that Kim Jae should have called the woman a 'woman', because it was his own son who tampered with the woman's virginity.

2026. PRESENT. SEOUL. HELL PENTHOUSE. ☠️ SORA ☠️ When others are drinking water, black coffee, bitter lemon, or soju… I take Coke. Why? Because life can be so bitter, especially mine. I jerk as A-jun pins me down; he is on top of me, and I’m pressed underneath him, fighting for my life. His hands find my neck, and he presses it to the pillow, choking me.

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.

Aaliyah leaned closer, lowering her voice. “That’s Suhee Park — daughter of Euna Baek, Secretary-General of the United Nations, and Minho Park, the second most powerful businessman in Korea, and number 3 in the world’s top 5. She’s a 4th generation chaebol. The guy next to her is Alejandro Carvajal — his father is a Colombian mafia boss disguised as a businessman, Don Diego Carvajal. You don’t want to mess with him.

I asked and he shook his head. "It's this guy Saitama. He was fired from his job and after being beaten with a crab monster to save the kid who drew n *** s with a permanent marker on the crab man." When I told Karish about the funny scene, I remembered how ridiculous it was. It was one of my favorite manga with Chris and we used to watch it together on his smartphone during breaks.

The more that everyone hides it from her, the greater the greed that she feels to seek for the truth. “You look stupid” a familiar voice sounded, the voice that she had once loved and hated at the same time. Looking up to the direction of where the voice came from, Suyi found a man with brown curly locks, hazel eyes and thick bushy brows that made his features more attractive.

"Daniel Zavaro, twenty-nine years old. Six-year veteran of the Texas Mutiny. Number four on last year's Top Twelve most eligible bachelor list as voted by the city of Houston, behind one baseball player and two football players. Single, loves his family, volunteers at a local children's soccer league and all around nice guy." I stare at her, mouth gaping. "I can't believe you know all that." "I can't believe you don't," Sue says. "I didn't know about his volunteer work, but even I bought one of those sexy calendars they put together from the guys on that list." I cock my head at her. "What? It was for charity." "Seriously, Quincy," Geni says, turning back to her client. "He is ridiculously

I cannot place him, but I think he’s famous. “Min Yoongi…..Suga from BTS. One day, as a prima ballerina, I hope to grace a South Korean stage where he will be captivated by my grace and beauty and finally know who I am.” She sighs for effect, then kisses her cell before gazing at it adoringly. “He will fall for me at first sight, know I am his soul mate, and we shall forever be together… Please wait for me, Yoongi. I will marry you.” “Is she ok…you know, mentally?” I lean into Dane, asking in a hushed tone, even though she can still hear me.