Yoon Chae Katseye Novels & Stories

she whispered in her mind. The creak of the opening door brought her back from her luxury of rain. A black suit coated young man entered into the office room, wearing rectangular full rim glasses matched with his face shape. Myung-dae nervously glanced at her, he could feel his body already sweating, then looked down at the file he was holding in his hand. "Miss Choi," he slowly stated. She swiftly moved from the raindrop covered window and sat in the chair, ignoring him totally. It was her, Choi Dea. The famous and mysterious Chief Executive Officer of the top cosmetic company in Korea, 'Dream Shade'.

Kate shrugged, “it’s nice to see everyone, but you know I’m not big on social gatherings. It will be fine though and a nice break from school.” “I thought you fucking loved school?” Kate laughed, “I do. I really do. But I miss you guys, especially Aeryn.” I softly hit Kate’s arm, “you’re supposed to fucking miss me the most, Kat.” Kat was wearing a flowery dress and had cut her hair even shorter on the side. She looked fucking good. She reminded me of Shuri in Blackpanther, the sister. That woman could fucking rock a dress, but still had this tomboyish style that I loved too.

The participant slot had been left for a random user omwhicj purpose was of course to stir more drama which was internet gold. At this time the woman I had seen screaming orders in the hallway showed dissatisfaction as she signaled Junsuh to round it up. "Ahem! The last runner up for the event Throphy Scout Miss Yuna Han." ….. "Leaving us today is Wonder Woman, Park Min Ah…" ….. "With the least amount of favourability of 9 points, Cold Poison Miss Ara Choi! Sorry to see you go." Junsuh's joyous tone betrayed his words. Cut To the Live Audience

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she asks as she looks at me with narrowed eyes. “Caterina, this is High Priestess Kaede Lynx. She is the leader or head of the Blood Crest Witches. Kaede, this is my mate, Caterina.” Kai introduces us, but as I hold out my hand for her to take, I realise too late that she was blind. “Pleased to meet you,” I say, but then her eyes widen. “Curious!” she exclaims and claps her hands together before she glances up at Kai. Wait, could she see?

He won’t see me but the guards might. I’m not Rose, I’m Winter, the soon to be Luna of he Tyson pack. I have nothing to be scared of. I quit my pacing and lie back down on the bed. Am I truly going to stare at the ceiling until he arrives? I better go find something to busy myself with. Aunt Hyacinth tells me to enjoy all the free time I can because the moment I become Luna, there will be no such thing but how can I enjoy it when there’s absolutely nothing to enjoy.

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I smiled coyly. “Great.” he said “You wont regret it kitten. I will pick you up around nine.” I called Santana as soon as I left work and told her I needed to come by. Santana is what she calls a fashionista. Her closet is bigger than my bedroom and she loves to give me makeovers. I desperately needed her help if I was going to impress Kassius tonight.

The lady said and brought out her hand for a handshake. "I am... " "Katrina Argos" Hae Soo completed for Katrina and Katrina was surprised. "You know me? " She asked. "I told you I'm coming from California. Why won't I know you? You were everywhere on the internet, Eric's girlfriend" Hae Soo told her. Katrina was shocked. So much for running away! "Oh, my driver is here," Hae Soo announced. Katrina saw a black jeep driving towards them. It stopped beside them. The driver and one other servant, Katrina guessed, came down to greet Hae Soo.

Just as I was about to head toward the stage, a screeching voice stopped me in my tracks. “Alpha Damien.” I turned, my jaw tightening slightly when I saw her. Celine. She was stunning, as always, with her golden hair swept to one side and a red dress that clung to her curves like a second skin. The neckline plunged dangerously low, and the slit in the dress revealed more leg than was probably appropriate for the occasion. She was a picture of seduction, and she knew it. “Celine,” I said evenly. “You look... prepared for the night.”