Sweet Home Cha Hyun Su Novels & Stories

I cannot place him, but I think he’s famous. “Min Yoongi…..Suga from BTS. One day, as a prima ballerina, I hope to grace a South Korean stage where he will be captivated by my grace and beauty and finally know who I am.” She sighs for effect, then kisses her cell before gazing at it adoringly. “He will fall for me at first sight, know I am his soul mate, and we shall forever be together… Please wait for me, Yoongi. I will marry you.” “Is she ok…you know, mentally?” I lean into Dane, asking in a hushed tone, even though she can still hear me.

One of his hands cups my jaw, the other trailing down to rest at the small of my back, pressing my body toward him. Taehyung's kissing me! TAEHYUNG..!! The guy everyone wants....the famous Korean idol! the person I just met yesterday? He pulls back and licks his lips slowly, smirking at my dazed expression. "yeah, Jin's brownies are my fav," he says silkily "-but nothing can taste better than my princess!" "Holy heck!" I jump push in a jumble of words to create a breathy response "What kind of drugs did you put in your coffee this morning?!!!"

“Miss. Robert, right ?” Gemma was startled and turned to look at the man who had helped her. He had mysteriously pure black eyes and hair, and his smile and voice were so gentle and deep that Gemma couldn't take her eyes off of him. “A… is it me, are you…?” The man smiled softly, looking at Gemma so deeply in his eyes that she wanted to avoid it, he lifted her hand and planted a kiss on the back of it. “Hello, beautiful lady, my name is Harvey Susan. It's okay to call me Harvey." Harvey said.

Cindy is the kind of girl that only knows is how to earn money for herself, about those kinds of things, she had no time to think about it. "Well I think I don't have a choice but to explain it to her." a gay proudly says. The gay man explained to her everything with matching a shoddy imagination. "Lee Hajoon is a famous singer and dancer in a whole South Korea. Oh! not only in Korea remember, but he has also become famous in numerous countries. Some of his albums have also become famous in different countries. At the age of twenty-five, he has already won many awards, and not only that because of the popularity of his music, but he has also managed to set up his own entertainment company. T

Tall, well-built, wearing a suit that looked expensive even from a distance. There was a sudden sound through the comms—someone choking on something. Then Susan's voice, one of the state cops who worked with the cyber team, trying to cover a laugh. "Susan?" Torres called out, his tone sharp. "I'm sorry, sir..." Susan replied, still clearly trying not to laugh. "I've sent it," Torres said, meaning he'd forwarded Kane's information to her phone. But it was too late. Mr. Handsome was standing right in front of her now, and up close he was even better looking than from a distance. Dark eyes, strong jaw, the kind of smile that probably got him whatever he wanted.

The hand belonged to Seo-joon , Dae-Hyun’s best friend who he forgot when he ran into Tj at the bar “nega uri sureul saogetttago haetjjana geurigo naneun karamelpoktanjureul jumunhan jogeun opjjiman chakadagohwakssinhae” (you said you were going to get our drinks , and I am very sure that I never ordered a caramel bombshell but nice) Seo joon teased. With a groan Dae-Hyun replied “nae jalmosi aniya geunyangnomu maeryokjjogiosso” (it’s not my fault okay, she was just so damn attractive)

“Whatever. Just wait till I turn twenty. I swear I’ll crawl through every single bar in this city.” Cassie laughed. “Can’t wait for that, girl.” “You stick with your K-dramas and books for now,” Mica teased. I perked up. “Oh! Speaking of K-dramas, you guys need to watch Lee Soo Hyuk’s new series, S-Line. It’s so good.” “Ooh, I’ve been seeing clips of that on my reels,” Gladz said, eyes lighting up. “It actually looks interesting.” Mica shrugged. “I might watch it if I have time.”

good? Meanwhile, Yin Yue chuckled softly, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. He returned to his desk, eating the snack she brought with noticeable contentment—opposite to the emotional turmoil she was feeling just outside. Ladapha had been working part-time as a general housemaid for nearly three weeks now. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. Her daily responsibilities included housecleaning, cooking, and taking care of Ayu. On the surface, the job appeared straightforward enough. However, dealing with “Peng Yin Yue”, her enigmatic boss, was a unique challenge. She often wondered if he took pleasure in making her heart flutter, or if he was simply oblivious to how dangerously charmin

It was obvious from the way they looked at me, wondering what laid beneath my modest outfits. Caleb Harlan, the camp's most popular badboy. He moved about with that smirk he wore on his face, one that said he heard every sermon on temptation but was till hell bent on being a tempter. Caleb was the guy smuggling in candy bars that tasted like forbidden heaven, telling ghost stories that caused the little ones to shiver in fear and flirting like it was his job.