Yeon Gyu Novels & Stories

Leon Soo-Yun was a 23-year-old female. Her personality was unlike any other. She was a sweet, gentle, and sensitive young lady who valued herself and her self-esteem above all else. Her parents never cursed her. She was a sweet and shy person. Jang Jun-Sang was a CEO twenty-five years old. He had a cold demeanour. Jang had no faith in love. Jun-Sang believed that he could buy love with money. He valued his work above all else. Jun-Sang is obsessed with perfection. He disliked people who were clumsy.

"Shut the fuck up Linda. No one gives a flying shit about pumpkin fucking pie." "Okay. Looks like someone needs some nice distressing, calming yoga," I replied, getting out the car. "Come on." "Good evening, Ella," Katrine, the yoga teacher, said to me as we entered the hall. "Good evening, Leonardo," she added although through gritted teeth. Leo put on a fake almost sarcastic smile and I had to nudge him in the side with my elbow. "How old are you again?" I hissed in a hushed tone.

Batt I sit at the bar in The Gentlemen’s Club, glass of Jameson Whiskey in my hand as I watch her dance. Amora, she’s beyond beautiful, but in an old Hollywood glamour kind of way, not this baby doll, little girl looks from today. She has strong features, beautiful almond shaped green eyes, high pronounced cheek bones. Her skin was the most beautiful caramel color I had ever seen. I have imagined many times how soft she must feel. She must taste like vanilla, or strawberries. I close my eyes as my mouth waters at the thought. I open my eyes as I hear the music change, and she starts to sway a bit more as her hands roam her body like a lovers would. She was slowly making her way to her breast

he spat in annoyance, "Don't you know who I am??" "Should I?" Hosun raised a brow and folded his arms. This came almost as a shock to Yoonjin. He, the well-known Min Yoonjin and partner to famous Kim Namgyu, was being openly disrespected by some kids. All of Seoul knew Min Yoonjin. Apparently not the airhead in front of him. "I am Min Yoonjin." the older said, his voice deep and threatening. "Uh, okay?" Hosun shrugged and poked the expensive phone against Yoonjin's chest, forcing him to take it.

It had been a long day, adding to the fatigue a pregnant woman suffers. “Okay, as long as you won’t take long.” I glanced at him, and I noticed his expression turning sour, but he said nothing until we were inside an elevator. “Move here,” Kim’s voice jolted me away from the thoughts that were running in my head. I looked up and saw a young man entering the elevator. He looked familiar. “Hello, Miss Yen. Coming after Mr. Zed?” Before I could find some words to answer, he added, and his eyes were on Kim, “He’s on the stage already. Shall I tell him you’re here?”

A soft, melodic chuckle sounded from behind me, a familiar voice, one I’d longed to hear, yet feared just as deeply. Loved and missed for so long and now she was back. “You’re doing beautifully, Giovanni,” she purred softly, her voice like a siren’s song, hypnotic and terrifying all at once. “All of them are paying the price that they deserve.” Theon’s eyes widened in shock, mouth opening as if to speak, but no words came.

It was here that she sought to gather vital information about her mission. Her name was Jeong Hyeo-ri, known as Park So-hee, an undercover agent with exceptional martial arts skills, working in the Private Investigative Unit in Yongsan-gu, Seoul, South Korea. To the outside world, she appeared strong and resilient, but deep within, she carried the weight of a shattered soul.

he said while holding out one hand while the other hand hid in his trouser pocket. "I'm Naomi Lee, nice to meet you, doctor," she greeted in a friendly but somewhat awkward manner. "Wait," he said, his brows now furrowed. "Looks like we've met before. I feel your face is familiar." Hearing this Liam laughed softly. "Everyone who greets with her will say the same thing. You know, doctor Oh? She is one of Korea's proudest athletes, dubbed the Korean figure skating queen." "Oh, I see," he said. Then, Yeon Chul again said, "Your eyes are very beautiful, Miss Lee," he complimented.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

"Sir, this is the data you're asking for" said a man sitting right next to the driver while handing a tablet to someone sitting in the back seat of a luxury Audi R8 which is splitting the New York street. A person called Sir then immediately took a tablet given by the person who is none other than his secretary. He reads carefully the data provided to him, Profile Name : Elliona Nayvelin Lim Nickname : LiOn Birth : South Korea, September 22, 1994