Minho Novels & Stories

He reads carefully the data provided to him, Profile Name : Elliona Nayvelin Lim Nickname : LiOn Birth : South Korea, September 22, 1994 Occupation: When you have much money, you can call me! "Cih, this woman comes from the same country as me, but ! she is really a money enthusiast apparently" said someone who is none other than William Kim. "You're right sir, she really likes money. In fact she gives expensive rates for each of his services. 10 million dollars for one hug and 50 million dollars for one kiss" explains the secretary, Vernon "WHAT ? Oh my God! is she crazy?" screams William.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

said Haha, introducing himself and shaking Min Ho’s hand. "Thank you, Haha sunbaenim (senior),... nice to meet you," said Min Hoo, smiling happily to accept Haha’s hand. "Welcome Min Ho-ah, I’m Gary," said Gary, greeting a new member of his comrades. "Annyeonghaseo Gary sunbaenim," Min Ho said, bowing once more.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

Minho gazed at the best friends with tears in his eyes. He had been waiting for the day Aito would ruthlessly reject Haruto and Haruto would realize Aito truly didn't love him and would never love him. He wanted Haruto to accept the fact that he and Aito were never meant to be together but now, everything was ruined.

“You.” “Ding ding, you are right! Now come on down and get a prize.” The guy said as he walked up to me. He started playing in my hair. “So nice and soft,” he stated while sniffing it. The person backed up and stared at me. The room was tense as he kept his eyes still. The guy introduced himself as Minho.

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

He joined this group later in the last year of middle school. Han Ji Min, a girl with exceptional creative skills. She is doing a bachelor's course in Marketing and she is also a digital marketing freelancer. She is a bit taller than Su Yeon and from an upper-middle class family. She, Nam Gil and Gu Lan were considered friends since in diapers. She has a quiet personality. She is planning to make her business bigger and better.

~10 years ago~ A girl with long light brown hair was walking towards her locker. Her hair was neatly pulled up in a high pony. Her black backpack hung around her left shoulder. She was wearing a light blue top and a matching cardigan. Her legs were covered with black boyfriend jeans. Before she could reach her locked, someone stepped on her new white sneakers and brushed their hand on her ass. She stood straight and bit her teeth in anger and irritation. She turned around to look at the person who just stepped on her foot.

My eyes snapped to him, and he immediately fell silent, sinking back into his seat and swallowing nervously as I smiled and asked, “Tell me something, Adam. Do you know a man called Min-Jae, the CEO of Haesong Group?” He looked stunned, but eventually nodded. “Of course. He’s one of the richest men in Korea.” He paused, thinking for a moment. “You could say he comes from a family as powerful as the Voss. Why? Did something happen?” he asked, hissing as he touched his forehead in pain. “I see.” I chuckled and glanced once more at the message my little rose had sent, before sending a message to Liam with just a few words,