Name: Park Shin Hye Age: 26 years old Background: Daughter of Minister Park, Ministry of Construction and Transportation. A doctor in Seoul Nationa
There's a truth behind every lie. Sequel to:
Annyeong yeorubun! I have long been dying to write a short fluff for all of you guys who have been supporting this noob writer all along. Ever wonder about Dara and Jiyong's future as a married couple with kids??? We all do! So here it is... I'll be revealing the first chap really soon. ^^ *I would like to thank chelle and dillatiffa... My dongsaengs who alwaya supports my fanfic ideas. I know it's been weeks ago and I was so lazy but you pushed me
Chanyeol loved you, but you were with Kris.
Love Together, Be With You 4ever! SUB/COMMENT/UPVOTE FOR MORE!!! Genre:Sad,Romance 아이린X김태형 LOVE BURNING UP HERE!
SO i've seen this idea around here a little bit with groups like wanna one and exo, and i've always thought it was a cute concept! i kind of had an experience like this when i used to rp on tumblr/aim a few years ago, and i wanted to always regain that experience since then, so i thought why not try to make a day6 version here?
Baekhyun's life has changed to the worst after getting his heart transplant surgery, because the annoying Park Chanyeol still sees his late girlfriend in Baekhyun's new heart.
Spending Christmas alone is not such a good idea. Neither is spending it with three grown up men and a baby. Well, what could be a better choice for Eunji? Maybe a bit of romance could do the trick.
jung yunho - 28 years old..The CEO of the jung corp..eldest son of jung kangin and jung leeteuk....very strict when it comes to business....hates kim hyungjoon his biggest business rivals...can go to any level to defeat hyungjoon....the rivarly is the biggest talking subject in korea... jung yunho has only one biggest weakness his cute and adorable little brother jung changmin....changmin is yunho's princess....mess with him and jung yunho will be on his way to kill you.....
My disease is as rare as it is famous. Basically, I’m allergic to the world. I don’t leave my house, have not left my house in seventeen years. The only people I ever see are my mom and my nurse, Sana. But then one day, a moving truck arrives next door. I look out my window, and I see her. She’s not so tall, lean and wearing all black—black T-shirt, black jeans, black sneakers, and a black knit cap that covers her hair completely. She catches me looking and stares at me. I stare