Su Hyeok Novels & Stories

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.

she said. "Let's go there now," Ashley said, taking Larisa's hand. They got back into the car, and Ashley drove to the New Huxley Shopping Mall. As Ashley parked her car in the shopping mall parking lot, Larisa looked around in awe at the massive structure of the New Huxley Shopping Mall. They made their way inside, and Larisa was immediately struck by the bustling crowds of people shopping in every area of the mall. She couldn't believe her eyes as she realized that the shopping mall was owned by her ex-husband, Marcellus Huxley. The memories of their past flooded her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of shock and discomfort. Despite her emotions, Larisa tried her best to put on a

His curly hair sits in a small Afro on his head and his face does look newly shaved. He drops his bag on the desk and starts with the introduction. "Hello. My name is Steve Harper and I'm your Social studies, Economics, teacher. I'm new here and I guess most of you aren't . But in time, I might get to know all of you if you let me." he says, pacing back and forth in front of the desk,his hands crossed behind him.

“Yes. I don’t know how, but… I heard you say I’m brave, and that I’m safe here.” Calista’s mouth fell open, but before she could respond, the door creaked open, and the healer came in carrying a bowl of herbal soup usually given to the wolves who have just given birth. Sable was a small, wiry woman in her late 50s with sharp eyes that missed nothing, and she had a calming presence that had been a godsend during the chaos of my labor. “Sable,” Calista said, her voice still laced with shock. “Lyra just… she said she can hear my thoughts.”

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.