Su Hyeok Novels & Stories

The house was always quiet in the mornings. Not the peaceful kind of quiet that wrapped around you like a warm blanket—but the heavy, watchful kind. The kind that made every footstep sound louder than it should, every clink of porcelain echo just a little too long. Amara had grown used to it. She moved through the marble-floored hallway with practiced grace, balancing a silver tray of freshly brewed coffee and toast. The sunlight filtered in through tall windows, casting long shadows across the pristine walls. Everything in the house was immaculate—polished, ordered, untouched.

"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.

It’s hard to figure out who Ok Minji is. Which one is Ok Min Ji? Should she try calling out the name? “Crap!” Kim Dong-Woo, who is receiving a blow job by his crush, turns pale when he sees the woman who is the only fully dressed person in the hall of naked people. It's no one other than Ahn Hana. She is walking toward Do Sejin who is beneath the twins. Do Sejin can't see her coming since one of the twins is sitting on his face. If the twin doesn't get up from his face, Do Sejin can be saved. Else, Kim Dong-woo can't imagine what will happen to him. He opens his mouth wide to warn his friend. Just then, someone shoves a dick inside his mouth.

The rest of us had never had any complaints about Mingyu being our leader whatsoever. Our eldest member, YoonJae, was one of our main vocalists. His given name was Yoon Jaehyeon but he found YoonJae way cooler for a stage name and went with that. He was 20 years old at the time of debut and had always been one of the most certain members of S.T.A.Y pre-debut. While I myself almost got cut twice, Jaehyeon had always held fast to his position. With how careful he was about fan-service and how good a producer he was, it really was no surprise. He was also a small-time model and had already played minor roles in two very popular movies. He was, for obvious reasons, the highest net-worth member o

S) Resting inside Haneul University Hospital VVIP suite, Hwang Hwa Young who already being treated and still unconscious on her bed, I'm the only one who in the room looking after her, (Actually I just sit there because, I need to study everything that T.A.S does for Virtue Financial ). I just read about her, after Ran Hyun Ok comes in a few hours ago with her full files, she really does have it hard in her life and career. Looking at her carefully up closed, she was actually very beautiful, small face with chiselled like jaws, small full lips red like rose petals, long lashes, pearly white skins. The title 'Goddess Idol' is suited for her, no wonder she won 1st place in that Idol reality tv

I smirked knwong who he's talking about. "Oh, Hévéa?" "Yes, her!" He exclaimed. "What about her?" I frowned, tilting my head slightly. "Do you have her number?" Why is he ask- Oh, I forgot that he has a tiny crush on her. That's so cute. "She doesn't have a phone." I'm not lying, she still uses Thomas phone, but she broke hers and right now she's tight on money. I told her that I could offer her a phone but she refused many times and loved to stay without social media and anything that could ruin her healthy life. She's that girl, yes the healthy girl waking up at 6 am, even in week-ends to work out and study then meet with some friends, her hobby is reading as well.

Who am I fooling? Okay, I was more than curious, and I thought this was way better than going out on a date that only gave me false hope. I quickly signed up with a new username. Then I hit the preview of the Nutella girl. Nutella girl? That's cute. Sindy Kate. I read it aloud, making me laugh like a twit. It sounded like the word syndicate. Then there she was, live in the flesh. She had a slim figure, almost skinny, but her arms were toned though. Her round face had a little hint of makeup, not too much—that was what I liked in a woman. Her full lips painted with glossy pink.

Why did this little girl seem scarier than meeting his mom? "Holy shit, Catpig. Who is this fine specimen of a human being!?" Another young girl asked as she came down the stairs. This girl looked exactly like the first except, she behaved like she was high on sugar. He sighed. "Darcy, this is Higan." I laughed, unable to hold it in. "Catpig?" He glared at me. "That's top secret information so, keep it to yourself, buddy." Darcy grabbed my arm and asked, "How did you become friends with Jamie? Did he beg you?"

ONE HUNDRED AND ONE: Sarah Sarah Carr ran down her hallway and stopped before a mirror to check her cropped, spiked hair. “Pushing sixty-three but I don’t look a day over forty-five.” Her laughter was a sad, husky sound in this house. Self-affirmations like these got her through the day.