Seongjun Baek Novels & Stories

TOP ON LEADERBOARD: NUMBER: SCORES: 1ST: FLORENCE MIL 09 - 9 2ND: AGATHA PEREZ 10 - 8 3RD: GAIL AMERSON 07 - 4 4TH: JENNIE LAZON 02 - 4 5TH: KRYLLE SU 04 - 3 6TH: JONNA KIM 01 - 1 7TH: SOLENE TIAR O3- 0 8TH: HELLERY JOES 05 - 0 9TH: BEATRICE SHUN 06 - 0 10TH: VENN TRICE 08 - 0

“Ah… yes… I'll keep that in mind. Even though in the cafeteria Mike is talking sarcastically with me…” “That guy has a lot of charm…but he's always in trouble. Stay away from him… if you want to find a handsome, kind man… just choose Jun, Lee Jun, a man from South Korea who is the quietest, handsome, smart and kind… he works in logistics. And he is the prima donna of this place…ah…exactly the main character in the famous Korean drama with the war scene in that war area… you know?” Beth shook her head. She had never watched a Korean drama like that and she has never met a man named Jun.

In Ha raised an eyebrow, waiting for Arthur to introduce them, or not. Arthur pursed his lips for a moment, then introduced her. “Mr. Jin, this is my wife-to-be, Seo In Ha. And In Ha, this is Mr. Jin Seo Jun. He's one of a shareholder in KIS Corp." In Ha was momentarily stunned to hear his introduction and Jin Seo Jun's expression did not lose to her. "Are you getting married soon?" he asked, a little loudly. The few shareholders who were still left and headed for the exit turned around and walked over as soon as they heard what was said.

“Uh… okay, okay, chill.” He pointed his thumb at himself with a smirk. “I may or may not have… stalker-level intel on Baek Doyun.” Joonwoo blinked. “…Why?” Seungmin looked offended. “Bro. He’s mysterious. I thought he was a killer or something! I Googled him once!” Jihoon facepalmed. “You’re unbelievable.” But Joonwoo grabbed Seungmin’s shoulders desperately. “Where is it? His house?” Seungmin held up both hands, thinking.

She wasn’t going to fall for his ploys any longer and she was going to enjoy her life the best she could. The news about Minho and his humiliating defeat spread like wildfire. It spread so far that it reached Yuna’s cousin’s house; Kim, Haemi. She was Yuna’s cousin from her father’s side. General Junho had 2 brothers and their names were Namjun and Dongwoo. Junho was the oldest out of the three. Namjun was the second oldest son and the current right Prime Minister. Dongwoo was the youngest and he was also Haemi’s father.

I'm trapped in a nightmare of my own making. -o0o- As Baekhoon had promised, he truly stepped down from HK Group. The President, on the other hand, is furious with me for plotting to divorce his son. He's deeply disappointed, and I can sense the weight of his disapproval. Baekhoon is indeed a shrewd businessman. He's willing to return to HK Group, but only if he's allowed to marry Shela. He's also willing to abandon the ongoing projects, which would undoubtedly lead to their downfall and significant financial losses for HK Group.

Location: Jongno Seoul. Time: 8:30am SeokJun was sitting in the apartment with a demonologist. He pronounced, 'Mr Baek Eun, Would you like to speak? For an hour, you haven't said anything to me. You are doing nothing but reading books in front of me'.

Suho inquired, his eyes still on Hana. “I’m not sure either. The only thing Oppa Kang Jun told me was he met her on one of his trips abroad. Crazy how he made time for this when he’s busy as a freshman at Seoul University. He’s taking business, and I’m pretty sure they were all under Uncle’s plan,” Baekhina replied, twirling the spaghetti on her plate. “Hey, taste this green spaghetti. It’s pretty good,” Kwanghee interrupted. “That’s pesto, dummy,” Go Eun replied.

A smirk appeared on my face when she ordered the girl to take their seat in which they obeyed. I glued my face to the first time, not listening to the teacher but my cute Romeo. After the classes, I quickly walked out of my class in search of him. Unfortunately, I collided with the math teacher instead which never happens because I don't go out of my class except I am going home. ”Miss Kang, thank goodness I found you. You need to take your makeup test now” The math teacher, Mr. Bradford uttered looking at me with a contemptuous face. In school, they call me by my father's surname since he is Korean. My mother named me Ann Maria after her grandmother. My Korean name is Kang min ha but no one

Killarney, Ireland, 1840 Kian O'Braonain was the best friend anyone in the world could ever have. He could run as fast as lightening, climb like a cat, and hit a bird with a stone from twenty yards. While Aaron seldom had a chance to play with his friend now that he was older and had more responsibility, his Ma usually didn’t mind if he walked home with Kian after mass, and the boys would spend several hours running around the base of Torc Mountain, tossing stones in the lake, or running through the village scaring the chickens and the cows.