When Lee Young-Joon, a filthy rich, narcissistic, good-looking CEO of Yumyung Group learns the fact that his trusty secretary Kim Mi So, who has worked by his side for the past nine years, wants to quit, he gets quite a shock. Determined to keep her by his side, Lee Young-Joon offers her many things, yet she refuses each time. As time passes, he becomes more and more stubborn and upset. Frankly, he should have let it go. He shouldn't care all that much. He could just find another, right? But there is this nagging feeling that is haunting him. And all those feelings aren't only bringing sadness with them, but old memories he does not want to remember, too. You see, there is much more to Lee Young-Joon than what meets the eye. And as far as Kim Mi So knows, Lee Young-Joon is only trying to keep her by his side for his own benefit, the narcissism getting the best of him. But she, too, has memories of her own. And once she starts digging through them, maybe the thought of staying doesn't sound as bad. But is the only thing keeping them together memories? Or does something else form along the way? This book is based on the Korean TV series "What's wrong with secretary Kim?" and follows the (hopefully) exact same plot and characters as the series. The content written is my own, but not the plot and characters. I hope you enjoy this book, and let yourself become lost in the story as the characters develop before your eyes. Thank you for reading. Read at your own risk. I wouldn't recommend this book to readers aged 15 and under.

Rank #815 in Romance, February 14, 2017 ---- Marcus chose to stay away from her, standing in the mattress with his hand tightly gripping the wooden beam. The whole time Ysabelle was in the washroom, his heart continuously drummed a wild beat. God, the burn in his loins was still there, increasing, and it was unceasing. Back from the time in the cave when they almost made love, Marcus went almost insane when he realized that the illusion of Ysabelle disappeared so suddenly. He was already burning at that time, ready to direct all his ardor to her. He had his mouth wrapped up on her nipple and his fingers were already snaking down her folds, but then she just vanished... just vanished, and damn, because of that, it had kept him on edge in this God-forsaken prison. Even until now. 'So this is what it feels like to want a woman,' his thoughts remarked without any guilt. He turned to look at the mocking curtain and released a deep sigh. He finally concluded one thing to himself and that was he'll play the demon's game once again. He'll allow himself to yield on the temptation. ~ H ~ It was said that a miracle happened centuries ago, about a man's daughter brought back to life by the chosen prophet. It was written in the Bible and told by many tongues throughout the passing of time. One would have to ask though, is it really true? ~ H ~ The Rogratiatto Family, rumored to be an extremist believer of the Priory of Sion, sought out the help of the Vatican Conclave to stop a recent demon possession. Famous exorcist priest, Father Marcus Thayne, was called out by the Holy Pope, Pope Francis, to do the job. Once there, not only was he struggling with the demon he was supposed to exorcise, but he was also battling himself after seeing a mysterious woman showing signs of an immortal attraction with him... Copyright © J.M. Felic 2015

Rank #28 in Vampire 04.05.17 ------- Cord lifted a brow, taken aback. "I am?" "Yes, you are, standing suddenly in that opening without even so much as a knock on the door or a sound of your boot. And of course, with your pet beside you." Not to mention your eye-catching blindfold and wearing your ominous black trench coat so early in the morning, she wanted to add those but refrained. Cord this time lifted his chin and curved a little smile directly on her way. "I am the Master here, I do as I please." "So it looks," Amanda rebutted, flushed. Just as she did last night, she oddly felt he was looking right through that bloody hell of a blindfold, straight to her... straight to her inviting form in a mattress that needed a blessing of moans, grunts and mixed heavy breaths. ~ 0 ~ Humans, in their quest for imagination and a momentary cut from reality, created what were known as blood-sucking corpses - 'vampires'. They manufactured such immortal, beautiful, powerful creatures needing only that crimson liquid to survive. They created these beings who do not require air to breath, to do normal human activities, defecate, urinate, and even eat solid foods. Such limited imagination the humans have, yes, for they know not the true story of these creatures in the dark.... ~ 0 ~ Follow Amanda as she uncovers those and how her blood sings to one of them. ~ 0 ~ Status: Completed All Rights Reserved Copyright JMFelic Books

Rank #89 in Chicklit March 12, 2016 ---- 'Prank you?' he scoffed. 'You must be joking, my Sweet Rose.' He leaned towards me, but I guess it wasn't enough for he stood up, motioned our personal waiter to take the two chairs that parted us and place his own chair near mine. 'I don't do pranks. It is not fancy at all,' he continued after he sat down coolly inches away from me. My breathing accelerated. He leaned again and whispered close to my ear, 'I however do worse than that.' 'What-what do you mean?' I choked and shivered. 'I seek revenge, Daniella. Sweet, delicious revenge.' ~F~ Here's Daniella Rosecraft, the only daughter of the Rosecraft Family that owns a famous company that specializes in weddings. A self-proclaimed perfectionist, she aims to show to her mother that she can take over the business flawlessly. And yes, everything was going fine. Everything was according to her plan, until... 'trouble' came in the form of the President of the Fancy Pants Club, Erik Romano 'the asshole devil' Fancii. Her beliefs and character were quickly questioned by him thus making the ultimate clash of the history. With these two polar opposites, the question now is, how will they survive without cutting each other's throats? And with guns, drugs and the illusions staged by the Club, there remained a question still... Are their throats the only part that gets the damage or their hearts get a share of it too? ~ F ~ I present to you my Mafia-ReverseHarem Romance novel for all of you to enjoy. This is so much different than my usual supernatural/fantasy stories, but I assure you, this story will be worth it. Status: COMPLETED Copyright © J.M. Felic 2016

"I kill for living" I said seriously expecting the beauty before me to back away in fear. I leaned close towards her and brought my face just inches away from her beautiful pinkish face. "Kill? Kill what?" She frowned. I internally hit my forehead at the raising annoyance. She didn't back away from the closeness, in fact she did not observe it at all. She was too much into the conversation. "Of course I Kill people. I'm not into poultry to raise and kill chicken." I scoffed and leaned in closer to intimidate her. I was expecting her to shriek, cry, yell and run away far from me but What I got in response was what exactly you expect from the beauty. The unexpected answer. "So you clean too. Nice." She told herself with a smile and a appreciative nod. "Goodness, What and why would I clean?" Furrowing my brows in confusion and utter disbelief, I shook my head to compose myself. "You said you kill people. You kill bad people to do welfare to the Earth so you are cleaning away dirt right?" That did it. I, Demyan Lev Petrov, the most powerful, ruthless and dangerous king of Mafia, accept that I lost the argument to her. Zinnia Mae White, the most innocent and a mental girl I ever got lucky to meet. That crazy girl doesn't know whom to fear and whom not to. The day she entered my life was the day my happy, bloody, dangerous life, she turned it, crushed it and made me lose my sanity with everything she does and says. But Damn, I love that in her so much. I love her This mental, fickle minded, school teacher of mine! My Zinnia, My insane solace.

"You, my dear, are just a tissue with my brand name on it. Only I can use you and throw as I want." He whispered harshly holding my neck tightly and biting my cheek with so much desire, like an animal he is. "P-ple-ase leav-e m-me. ple-" I cried and begged him to leave me but that only heightened his desire for me and crashed his lips on mine in to a rough kiss. Sienna Thomas is a 20 year old sweet and intelligent girl who is thriving for a change of life keeping a big secret from the world. But to outside world she is known as sienna Miller. Her life is a book of problems until she meets Leonardo Bianchi, the root cause for her problems unknowingly. Leonardo Bianchi is Multi-billionaire who is rude, snobby and arrogant. Life is the cost to pay if something or someone goes against him. But that's until a petite young girl flips his life upside down with her innocence. Why is Leonardo blamed for Sienna's problems? Does she know that he is the root cause for her pitiful life?

Light Novel Version of the Popular Manhua series "Marshal: Your Wife Run Away" Note: 1. I do not own anything. Credits to its respective owner, creator and the people who are originally involved with these. 2. The Light Novel will be auto-translated so please bear with it. 3. The Manhua already reaches more than a thousand chapters so UHMMMMM... Updating soon! 180425