Yoon Sanha Romane & Geschichten

But then there were the blogs that weren’t merciful. Some evil genius had dug up his high school passport photo—the one where his hair was a tragic bowl cut and his cheeks were rounder. That picture was now circulating with captions like “Before the glow-up” and “Proof that anyone can bag an alpha chaebol if they try hard enough.” Li Han wanted to crawl under the nearest rock and never come out. His phone buzzed violently on the marble kitchen island. The twins, who had been lounging around in nothing but matching black boxer briefs, immediately sat up straighter when they saw the shift in Li Han’s expression. Worry flickered across his face as he glanced at the caller ID.

*** "The monster rookie pitcher of the college baseball world, the number one contributor to S University's top 4 myth! This year's star Yuhwan, a perfect march across all matches!" "Haneul Jang, is he an AI? Pitch combinations like a ghost, batters are helpless! The hell grim reaper on top of the mound!" "Fourth years Choi Woohyun and Kim Gang-mu become the targets of pro team scouters! S University, a miraculous top 4 seating!" "The baseball world's idol Haneul Jang and the diamond spoon crown prince Yuhwan! Is a Major League love call imminent? A certain team official's top secret visit scheduled!"

“I hope that you will still remember when you see me tomorrow, though as large as that mug is, I’m not certain you will.” “He never does,” Shannon offered with a laugh, her freckled face contorting a bit with the heartiness of her glee. She was tall and thin, even taller than Kian, with long strawberry blonde hair, and though Aaron never found her particularly pretty, she was a good match for his friend. He was certain Kian would be announcing an engagement soon, and Aaron looked forward to having him as a neighbor on the new plots the landlord had just agreed to lease nearer the lake once he had Aislyn’s hand as well.

Jun stretched his hand out for a handshake, "Hello, I'm Yeon's friend. Nice to meet you." she smiled and accepted the handshake. "Hello, I'm Hwa, Yeon's girlfriend. Nice to meet you too." -----------------------------------------------------------------------------

Soo Min entered the police station and walked down the hall to Violent Crime Section's room, immediately sitting at her desk. In the office there was already Oh Han Eul, 32 years old detective, slim and the tallest person in the Section, measured almost 190 cm, with big black eyes and currently dark brown hair, with delicate, almost feminine, face features. He was very ambitious but lazy and behaved like the real star of the Section, with the appearance and personality of an idol, he also took care of himself more than many women Soo Min knew, even changing hairstyles much often than necessary. In general, Han Eul was a narcissist who liked to play with women and avoided the permanent relati

we have always been trying to, but according to rumors we were going to hit the Jackpot soon. " Haengbog" she called my attention. I was the star model of Lee's modelling agency. We were a very popular agency here in Seoul, Miss Ji Hae Soo was the wife of an American business Tycoon in LA, Mr Jake Gabriel. He owned a textile agency in Seoul, it was headed by Miss Ji Hae Soo's brother so the public wouldn't know who really owned it and they were competing with the Olysters. He also owned an Energy drink brand in LA. He used it as a font to get closer to the Olysters.

I said and yanked my phone out of his hand. The moment I got outside and out of prying eyes, I looked down at my phone, his number was boldly written across the screen while his name was in tiny letters under it. I couldn't help but squeal in happiness, on the inside though, can't have them thinking anything of it. Blake's POV

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "