Minho Novels & Stories

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.

Selena started but Minji elbowed her so hard that she temporarily stopped breathing. "We just came to check up on you." She smiled dryly. But Minji's grin was way wider. Damon switched his gaze and focused on the other person for the first time. "Jenny!" She offered and stretched out her hand. He slowly took it with a raised brow. "It's actually Lee Minji but I prefer Jenny." She grinned. Anyone could relate with Damon. She had the Asian looks but a total English name? Not a common scene. "Damon." He returned her smile. Selena's eyes suspiciously zeroed in on their lingering handshake.

Diego said, choosing to hide her identity from his mother. “Is she his new woman? The girl looks old enough to be his daughter’s age.” She said, looking disgusted. “I think that you know Cosimo well enough to know that as long as he finds her good looking; the last thing he is going to care about is her age.” Mario was the one who chose to speak this time. Luna Claudia nodded in response and she shook her head, snapping herself out of whatever she was thinking.

I growled. “She’s not your mother, Leda.” Lars said quietly. I raised my eyebrow, like I wouldn’t know my own mother?! He pointed toward a small golden plaque on the bottom of the portrait’s frame: ‘Sofie Guldbrandsen’ “She’s mine.” Everything went silent. All I could hear was the angry rush of blood in my ears. “I...I thought your name was Grimmor?” I stuttered; too confused to be apologetic. He smiled sadly and looked at the portrait. “A nickname – cruel, really. It means ‘ugly mother’ in Danish.” he told me

"Say my name!" Tyler’s voice boomed like thunder through the duplex hallway, echoing down the stairs. His large, powerful palm was wrapped around my neck; it felt as though he might twist it until I died if I tried anything stupid. The bed squeaked loudly, and the sound of his groans filled the entire room. "What’s my fucking name?" "T-Tyler…" My voice broke like radio static. I whimpered like a wounded dog. Beneath his heavy grip, I was pinned, powerless under his control, while he thrust into me vigorously.

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Shaking his head, he let out a sigh and said, “Christian? Guess what, you’re with us.” “Are you serious?” Christian asked, stepping over to join them. “As serious as a stake through the heart,” Aaron assured him. “Ward, this is Christian....” “Henry,” he supplied. “Christian Henry.” “Nice to meet you. Do you happen to know where we can find Morris?” “Yes, he’s that bowling-ball-shaped fellow standing over there,” Christian noted. “Perfect,” Ward acknowledged. “He’s also our Healer.” “Really?” Christian questioned. “Interesting.”

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.

He's more fluent in Tagalog than me who spent all years of my life here. Mijo punched the Korean guy lightly on his shoulder. "You really know a lot of things. Hope all smart!" "Black? Your name's Black?" I asked. He smiled at me revealing his dimple and making his small eyes smaller. "My name here is Black Lim, but in Korea, it's Lim Geom-Eun." Oh. I nodded. "Oy, about that map Flute is talking about. Someone also gave you that?"