Lee Soo-min Novels & Stories

Pulling out a sleek tablet, he placed it on the counter in front of Devin. “Here is the information on Lee Soo-ah.” Still chewing, Devin reached for the tablet and tapped the screen. A profile popped up. Name: Lee Soo-ah Age: 20 Major: Fan Arts, Seoul National University (SNU) Parents: Unknown Siblings: Unknown Devin’s brows slowly furrowed. He put the tablet down and glanced up at the guard, his tone sharp. “This is what you call information?” “I’m sorry, Boss,” the guard replied quickly. “Our contacts said they couldn’t find anything else. No family records, no address history before SNU. It’s like he appeared out of nowhere.”

he said while holding out one hand while the other hand hid in his trouser pocket. "I'm Naomi Lee, nice to meet you, doctor," she greeted in a friendly but somewhat awkward manner. "Wait," he said, his brows now furrowed. "Looks like we've met before. I feel your face is familiar." Hearing this Liam laughed softly. "Everyone who greets with her will say the same thing. You know, doctor Oh? She is one of Korea's proudest athletes, dubbed the Korean figure skating queen." "Oh, I see," he said. Then, Yeon Chul again said, "Your eyes are very beautiful, Miss Lee," he complimented.

She said, "What the hell is she saying? I mumbled. Well for my first list. Mary Kendrick, Ko Tae in, Kim Jina, Liam Yoon, Kim Lalisa, Lewis Yoon, Shin Woo Bin, Catrina Park, Chris Park, and Lee Soo min. You all going to be in a group. What the hell? We all yelled.

She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work. She stormed out of her apartment building tying her long hair into a classic ponytail and wiping off the toast crumbs on her cheeks. Her long-sleeved white shirt was carefully tucked in her stripped skirt. Her purple coat hanging loosely on her leather purse almost fell off when she leaped on the bus. She still had seven minutes that, if there was no traffic would save her from a lecture from the president.

Leo replied, picking up a tiny footed onesie with a hood and cute little bear ears. "Old fashioned human views," I said. "And that's cute." Ten minutes later, we had a basket full of onesies, little t-shirts, socks, pants and a couple of jackets, hats and gloves. "That comes to $86 and 50 cents," the same lady said after she had beeped everything through. "How old are you guys then?" She asked as Leo got out his credit card. "Leo is twenty-three and I'm seventeen," I answered. "And what about high school?"

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

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.

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.

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.