Nona Choi Novels & Stories

A big one. "마님 (Madam)" This was that of another one of my models that took the position of Shim Seon Ah since she proved to be incompetent. Kim Lee Wang. "네 김? 좋은 소식? (Yes Kim?. Any good news?)" I asked as I tilted my chair around, making sure my mask was back on my face. I was enjoying the taste of my glass of Hennessy this morning. Nothing could ruin this perfect morning.

They cheered and chanted Eleanor's name. Eleanor pawed to Maya's body. She could see she wasn't dead yet and could choose to still finish her off or let her live. However, she turned away and just left her. "Luna Eleanor wins the combat!!! All hail the Luna!!! The announcer screamed and the crowd chanted. "You did it girl…" Elisa mind linked to her. She saw her. She was in front of the ring waiting for her to step out of the ring. Eleanor didn't know how to shift back into her human self.

We had become a beacon for emerging artists, a sanctuary where creativity thrived free from exploitation. But peace, I had learned, was often the calm before a storm. Marisol's call came mid-morning. "Demi, have you heard of Jenny Choi?" The name was unfamiliar. "Should I have?" "She's a Korean-American entrepreneur making waves in the Asian art scene. Just launched 'Choi Collective' in Manila. She's positioning herself as the new face of contemporary art." I raised an eyebrow. "Competition?" Marisol hesitated. "More like a disruptor. She's aggressive, well-funded, and has a knack for attracting media attention."

She was still very conscious. I left my mother and paced over to the Alpha Queen now. I crouched before her and raised her gaze with a hand to her jaw for her to look at me. She smiled upon our eye contact. “Aha!” She muttered, smiling. “The Werewolf Champion herself— the Chosen One. What an honor it is to kneel before your presence. Not a lot of people experience such an instance like the one I’m having now.” She said, smirking now.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

She ordered and left for her office. Immediately she shut the door behind her, she heaved a sigh of relief. Now that she was alone, she could easily express herself. "What is wrong with me! I'm literally catching feelings for that guy. One moment, I want him here and then when he's here, it's like he's distracting me. It's like I want him here but far from here so I can concentrate but how can I concentrate when he's the one I think about when he's not here. Fuck!! why am I so confused. I must not be seen with him. People will talk, people will surely talk or...., or..., or I can change him but...., would I want that? No it's better I just sack him. No! It's better I.....,)" Miss Fiona sudde

she whispered, as if speaking it too loudly would shatter me. My chest tightened. My hands gripped the chart. Tonight, he would seal his choice—the night he would bind himself to another woman, the daughter of the Alpha of Graymoon pack, the one he had chosen over me. “Him and Amanda Graymoon,” Erica said, voice low. “Goddess, Kira… you should take the night off. No one expects you to—” “I’ll be working,” I cut her off, sharper than intended. Then I softened. “Patients don’t stop bleeding or breaking bones because there’s a party across the pack house, Erica.”

The phone interrupted me. Darian. I swallowed my disgust and answered. His voice was ragged and exhausted. "Grace, Lilith lost the baby. My child is gone!" "It was my first child. How could you be so heartless?" While Darian drowned in grief on the other end, my expression didn't change. "Darian, the marking ceremony has been dissolved. From now on, your problems are none of my business." "And I already have a boy—" I glanced at Alex and swallowed the rest of the sentence.