Kim Taer Novels & Stories

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

Kieran domineering and possessively stated before turning her body and going the other way. Serenity looked at the confusion in Amelia’s eyes and mouthted, “I will explain it all to you later.” As Serenity sat in the car beside Kieran, she said, “Who is your wife? Last time I chcked, I am still single legally.” “Were you planning to have a meal with him today?” Kieran’s intimidating grey blue eyes fell on her. Serenity gulped at the tension and stated, “Well, it is just a meal, and there was Amelia as well. I don’t think it would be a big deal-“

“What kind?” Before she could speak, the blond, Teague, stood up next to Keane. Muscles rippled and flexed beneath his white tee shirt, and it took me a moment to focus again on the words. “The game is called The Hunt,” he explained, drawing what looked like a half-empty bottle of wine from beneath his chair. He held it up and popped the cork, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Whatever the wine had to do with it, I could do it easily.

They only cared for themselves. "Okay, okay, fine. I won't call you Hyung anymore." Tae's voice brought Flynn back to reality. He looked up and watched his best friend raise both hands in defeat. "Starting today, I will call you Flynn, okay. Or do you prefer 'Young Master Ascott'?" Tae Woo imitated Jeffries. “Tae Woo.” His friend raised one brow. "Hmm?" "Could you tell me anything you know about Kelsey Ferreira?" Tae pouted. "I don't know much about her since she's the silent type."