Song Hyeong Jun Novels & Stories

She stood, taller than I’d ever seen her. I felt something shift in my chest, something ancient, something primal, as I watched her give the order to our warriors to drag him away. Giovanni fought against the silver chains as they hauled him to his feet, sneering through his pain. “You’re a fool, Sienna,” he spat. “You think she’ll thank you for this? You think she’ll forgive you for denying her what she earned? Do you think that she's going to want anything to do with you? She is my. Daughter Marissa's daughter. Or as you want to call her, Tatiana. A monster. That's all she'll ever be.”

I turned back dialing a number. Suddenly someone walked closer to me, she fell on her knees. “Please don't kill us,” she pleaded, but before I could respond she zapped me with a teaser and I fell down…everything slowly went blank.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

Unlike others. Hyomi bowed politely, “I am Hyo-mi Kang, and I am very honored to be interviewed today. Hope we can work well together.” Jun giggled and looked away. He was really fed up with her. Moreover the speech is full of liar. She is only interested in images. Jun still imagines what happened between both of them. She's a mean girl. "You are so Beautiful!" Said Byun could not cover his smile which was followed by cheers from each member.

"Yeoboseyo?" "Yeoboseyo, is this Justin's acquaintance?" Karina asked. "I'm an assistant to the producer agency San Ha Entertainment. My name is Soo Hye-ji. Maybe you don't know me, but Justin knows me. I got information that Justin Kim is not having any projects, can I offer a drama movie project for Justin?" "Sorry, but Justin isn't around." "You can pass this on to him later, thanks." The call is closed. Karina stared at the cellphone screen which again showed a photo of the two of them.

she teased. He clicked on the send button and scanned the email responses to her first message. 'Hello, Mystic Red. I’m High-on-Poppy. Would you be my love forever? Just blows my mind what we could do together, wild thing. Set the world on fire. Looking for your loving response'. HOP Caleb looked back at her as she read over his shoulder. “Sounds fun loving, huh?” she asked. “Idiot hopped-up human.”

Gye-yeong pressed Kim Min-cheol with a sharp gaze and focused attention on Hyeon-sin's mouth. Before long, bloody Hyeon-sin's lips opened again with difficulty. "In Korea, I am... Choe Ju-hyeon's legal guardian, and in Germany... LF's younger sister." Gye-yeong supported her shoulders so Hyeon-sin could finish her words and listened closely to her small whisper. Others sent gazes showing they could not understand why Hyeon-sin, who had fallen from the mountain, was bringing up such words instead of receiving examinations and treatment right away.

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..."

"Son of Hwang Jisun and Kim Jisoo. Twenty eight years old. Head of the country's most dangerous Mafia syndicate." "Things which you could read in any newspaper," Joonjae scoffed. Yoseob, who was trying to maintain a distance between him and the carnivorous woman in front of him, knew that Joonjae was only pretending to be indifferent. His boss was gauging the woman or to be more specific, what was inside the woman.

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.