Kyung Soo-jin Novels & Stories

He flashed me a lopsided grin, making me blush slightly. "Err...I'm actually looking for Adrian King. I'm the new intern". I replied nervously. "A pretty one. That's his office". He pointed to a door at the far corner of the room. "Thanks". I turned to walk away. "I didn't get your name". He said, making a turn back, I replied; "Kris," "Ohh...nice name for a hot lady". He smirked. "I'm Dean" "Thanks again Dean". With that, I made my way towards the door.There was a plate attached to it with the words Supervisor carved on it in bold letters.

"Son of Hwang Jisun and Kim Jisoo. Twenty eight years old. Head of the country's most dangerous Mafia syndicate." "Things which you could read in any newspaper," Joonjae scoffed. Yoseob, who was trying to maintain a distance between him and the carnivorous woman in front of him, knew that Joonjae was only pretending to be indifferent. His boss was gauging the woman or to be more specific, what was inside the woman.

Ji Soon said, “Whom do you met? Yoo Na… Don’t tell me that you met her… Why do you hide it from me?” Dong Jun said, “I didn’t hide it. I accidentally met her.” Ji Soon said, “Don’t lie. You are here from this morning. How did you meet her? I didn’t notice that you went out.” Bae Ji asked, “Do you know who is Yoo Na…?” Ji Soon asked, “Who is she? Is she a goddess?” Bae Ji said, “She is one of the top most actress in Seoul.” Ji Soon asked, “Sorry… What actress? That Yoo Na?”

I looked at the Alpha and frowned. "So which name are we supposed to call you, Alpha?" I asked, crossing my arms. "Layton. Arachne is the only one who can call me Henry." I nodded with a frown when he said Arachne. The womans name was Emiko, unless she also went by Arachne. "So are you attending the festival, Gamma Channing?" "I am the Moon Oracle, and I hate that festival." I growled at him as I stepped back. "I must be going."

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.

The crowd cheered once more, erupting in a frivolous applause. I rolled my eyes, unable to keep up with the flashy looks and lights - What the hell happened to being demure?!. I dragged myself from the sofa, reaching for a glass of juice while mentally deciding to give them a fifteen minutes break. I stood by, listening to the sounds coming from the television with a forlorn look. I had already lost track of time as i stared blankly at the wall.... "And now, for our final nominee...after rigorous deliberation by the committee. The winner of this year's best actress and queen of the entertainment industry is......"

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.

Leah Sullivan had never wanted to slap someone so bad! She sat in one of the two black leather armchairs across from her father’s large mahogany desk, and stared at her father, King Marcus. The only outward sign that she was anything other than the calm, unaffected facade she presented was a slightly raised eyebrow.

“Shadow’s Korean name Ji-hoon meant 'ambition' and 'meritorious deed'. You can say he was born to do great things. But it would be a mistake to downplay his mother’s, Ma’am Meow’s, influence behind the scenes. Mrs. Kim was a force of nature. “As you’ve probably guessed by now, she was a woman with a will of iron and who always got what she wanted. She had vast knowledge in fine arts and she collected and sold expensive paintings. She was also a superb pianist. She used to be the prima ballerina of a ballet company in Seoul and, after that, a ballet teacher.

Mona Fields stood beside the woman explaining the ticket process, nodding attentively as she tried to keep up. Today was her first day working at the underground boxing venue, and she had been assigned the role of ticket reviewer. Even saying it out loud sounded ridiculous. A ticket reviewer? It wasn't exactly the job of her dreams, but she needed the extra cash. Her roommate, Flora, had pulled some strings with the manager—her boyfriend—and convinced him to hire Mona. Flora worked here as a sign holder, parading around the ring between rounds in barely-there outfits, flashing a bright smile to the roaring crowd.