Lee Gwak Novels & Stories

Me: kk. I left my phone on the couch and went upstairs too change, I put on my favorite comfy, grey sweatpants then a plain black long-sleeve body suit with black crocs to match. I pulled my hair back into a sock bun as I walked to my brother's room. I knocked on the door, "Hey, can you give me a ride?" "Ask Blake." he yelled back. "If I wanted to, I would've." I grumbled. I got no response and pressed my ear against the door, I heard the tapping of the keyboard on his phone, "Can you just take me? It's not even that far."

She had merely been a precarious and small existence like a speck of dust in the world, but now she became the eye of the storm shaking the board. The night of Christmas Eve, where she could not dare even estimate how many winds and waves would slash and rage around her, was passing so. === December 25, 5 AM, Seongnam, South Korea. Ga Gye-yeong, who led a top-secret cooperation with the top level of the police as soon as he arrived in South Korea, mobilized Kim Gang-mu's information team, and his own and Han Gyuryeon's private security guards to execute a large-scale surprise attack.

Go, mature women don't gossip. She is Ms. Kelsea Go. She is Mr. Lee's friend. Mr. Lee's friend Ms. Kelsea Go set up the Westlife concert. Mr. Lee is five years younger than him. Because of this, he treats her like a sister. Her hair is short and brown, and her eyes are bright.

I bowed because I knew my face was red. "O--kay" that's all I said then sniffed. He didn't speak and he was chatting on his phone and I knew who it was. I just held my breath. His Sykes Lee Smith, 26 years old, Born on April 7, 19** His a Model and Commercial actor in London & South K, and his already 4 months TAKEN, yeah~ you heard me his already taken, he already has a girlfriend. He is no longer a bachelor. Her name is Chloe Kang, 22 years old and still in Senior High school in Korea. That's all I know.

"I don't see your name." "Fine, a ticket then." I say, taking the cash out of my wallet and placing it in front of them. "Wait, you need your stamp!" Chewy tells me when she sees us stepping away. I smile at her. "No thank you." Then I see the neon bracelets in their boxes and the banner, promoting green as single and red as taken. I take the red one because red and struggle to put it on my wrist as I walk towards the entrance of the actual club.

THE FAMILY REUNION Chaewon adjusted the pearl-drop earring in the mirror for the third time, her fingers twitching with the same anxiety she’d mastered hiding in public. The reflection staring back wore elegance like armor—a midnight-blue hanbok embroidered with golden cranes, flawless makeup, poise perfected. But under it all was a storm. Tonight wasn’t just another dinner. It was a reunion of the Lee dynasty—Jian’s family, who had stayed abroad since the wedding, now descending on Seoul for Mr. Lee’s milestone birthday celebration.

"Then why did you come back?" "I don't understand how the rumors got around," Lea said. "But, do you think there is a term for truly retiring in the entertainment world? I was absent for a while, for health reasons. I have gastric ulcers and want to treat myself thoroughly so I can keep working optimally. Doctor Kammon Woo who helped me to recover and now I am fully healthy and ready to work more optimally." "Owh, doctor Kammon Woo is the greatest internal medicine doctor at the moment," said a model on the other side of Lea. She touched Leah's arm. "You've made the right choice as your doctor."

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

Taek-woon was the one who booked a tour bus from Seoul to Gangwon-do. Gangwon is a mountainous, forested province in the northeast of South Korea, the reason it was our chosen destination for us to go to. Plus, it will only take us an hour and a half to arrive there. “Mom, I have to go now!” I yelled as I rushed to the living room. “Aren’t you going to eat breakfast first?” she asked. “I can’t. I’m going to be late! The bus might leave me!” I quickly opened the door out of the penthouse but my mom ran to me before handing me a bag with a lunchbox inside.

But Hudson had been so good today, it was one of the first weeks where her little boy had gone without getting reprimanded by his teacher for something or another, and Arabella felt so bad when she saw Hudson’s puppy eyes filling with tears at the possibility of not having a simple family dinner. So, when Gael had acquiesced, she sighed in relief. It was a bit shameful to say, but she immediately took to the internet, searching up ‘GAEL’, and then realizing that she should have probably widened her search a bit more. ‘GAEL’s favorite meal’ yielded more results, and as she scanned the articles, there was a variety of answers, ranging from kimchi stew to bulgogi to japchae.