Yoon Sanha Novels & Stories

Seoul, South Korea (June 2019) "Han? Is that you?" Tina could not believe her eyes. It's been years since she last saw Haneul, but it seemed like time hadn't touched him at all. He still looked as dreamy as she remembered, only his smooth dark was longer. He was still well-dressed too. Tina was pretty sure he's wearing the latest of Burberry's spring collection for men's wear. Even as a child, she noticed and appreciated that about him.

14 Luciano “Capo, la mia signora è con quel tipo di nome Rory Johnson. (Boss, my lady is with that guy named Rory Johnson.),” Domenico informed me, I was looking at the monitor and watching them walking past my men looking at them with surprised eyes. I fisted my right hand as I saw her holding that candy fucker’s hand. I wanted to break his hands. How did he touch what I touched?! How dare he?!

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.

"Hello bro! By the way, this is my sister Jeyah Abee, but you can call her Jeyah." The man looked at me and smiled. "Hi Jeyah, my name is Hyungmin. Nice meeting you," he offered his hand to me. The three of us had a few casual talks while waiting for the time for us to go to the wedding hall. I was enjoying talking with Hyungmin because he was fun to be with. I did not have any problem with our conversation because he can fluently speak English. Well, I found out that he works as a bank manager at Hana Bank, located in Gangnam-gu. He is three years older than my brother but he looks like Andre's age. No wonder because Korean people were very conscious about their skin.

the radiant smile that she showed as she talked about her mother was evident enough for Jihyun to see that she meant each word. Getting out of her haze, she then continued, "Hana’s mom’s boutique focuses on wedding dresses and tuxedos. Her wedding dresses are to die for and it is absolutely beautiful. Sunmi and Serri unnie works for her mom and their services are the best!” Yura explain it in detail so Jihyun could understand and all the while Jihyun felt in awe at them and their moms.

Y. K-Soul, or Kwan Hanseol, was 18 at the time of debut. We were born the same year but he was born in October while I was born in December. He was pronounced the visual of the group. He was also one of our main rappers and dancers. Outside of S.T.A.Y, he had a very hip-hop way of doing things- be it his music production, dance or his clothing. In fact, he had made quite an impression with his sense of style. His now blond hair was one of his biggest assets, if you asked me. It was the easiest to style among all of us.

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

, I hear his voice answer her. Usually, Theo and I don’t have this much trouble with the power struggle. We haven’t had any trouble with it during sex in the past, because he always mentally checked out. He has always did, only wanting to be an active participant when we found her, but with Hannah, I’m having a hard time keeping him at bay. My whole body is shivering uncontrollably at my efforts to hold him back. Any woman in this situation would be terrified. Not Hannah. When I look into her eyes, I don’t see fear. I see understanding, and compassion.

Soft duty. Shin was still crying. Even his sobs grew louder. Maybe Mrs. Duty is now wet from Shin's tears. "I have no one in this world. I have nothing in this world. I have no people who love me. Everyone hates me. I'm just a loser who should have chosen suicide. Well, I should have died. So now let me die!" ***

“Only in papers.” “Hong Dae Yi died. His family also died. He only exists for you.” Eun Soh Chun folds his fingers, looking at her like a young sullen boy. “Why don’t you die already? You should give up and beg him to kill you. Maybe he will have some mercy for you. You are the mother of his child.” “Have you seen Haneul?” Ahn Hana asks. “She is my sister.” Eun Soh Chun grins. “She looks a lot like her biological father, but I see the shadows of you in her when she smiles. She is healthy if you are worried, and have wanted to know.”