Adicción Perfecta Novels & Stories

“The partnership is already over, Freddie by whoever took these pictures on my private residency. The world now knows that Model Perfect’s model girl isn’t dating Hunter anymore. You can’t cover this up. There’s no way. And besides Freddie, if this means I am getting fired, I could careless at this point…because…I quit. I quit…” I turn around. I need to be rid of Model Perfect and the toxic relationship they have with me. They have controlled my entire life for the last two years. Even if Freddie cares for me, I can’t stay here. Our friendship is not a reason to stay in the toxic shadows of Model Perfect and their bullshit image of perfection. “You can’t quit you are under contract.” I flip

she laughed at her words and left the room. She drove straight home, refreshed, and dozed off. Unknown P.O.V "Kola your next target should be Chimamanda, that stupid bitch I want to give her a painful death. I want her to watch me as I eliminate her slowly" she clenched her teeth, clasped her hands, and closed her eyes shut imagining the scene.

he said for Simon and Albert to look at each other. “What’s complete spinal cord injury? what does that mean.?” Albert asked for the doctor to sigh. “A complete spinal cord injury means that there is no nerve communication below the injury site, muscle control, feeling, or function below the injury is lost. The ability for his to connect with the spinal cord to trigger walking is lost. I’m afraid with this, he can never walk again” he said for Simon to tear up. Albert bows his head, he’s not sad because it’s now time for his son to take over but still he’s sad that Harden met an unfortunate end too soon.

"Babe ehn. Why can't you just follow Adam's principle? In life, we win some, we lose some." "My words. Why are bringing that into your conversation?" Adam said, drawing our attention to him. "Ogbeni, calm down, we can't even tap from your philosophy again?" "Don't even mind him. Winsome, lose some and he'd never allowed me to outrun him. He's always hell-bent on winning our races. Rubbish." Sophia said with a snort, earning a chuckle from Adam. "So, you're saying I should intentionally let you win?"

“I want this place. No need to show me the rest. I’m getting late. You can hand me the keys and I’ll ask my lawyer to do all the procedures.” I didn’t want anyone else’s scent to be mingled with hers’ in the bedroom. I want it to be just raw for me to inhale to my heart’s content. Our mate’s scent is like an addictive drug for us supernatural beings and I was no different. I was hooked to her sweet scent. While I was busy in my thoughts, the man nodded and made his way towards me, “I understand, but I can’t hand you the keys without the processing. It’s against our policy.” He informed me while ushering me out.

(eg when Becca speaks, the format will be as this: Becca ~ “What is there to explain, Matt.” Full adaptation is dependent on the popularity of the Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of My Perfect Mess. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ************************* He has done it again. As if the first two times were not enough, I am once again shattered. Why do I believe him every time? Why do I believe him when he says he won't do it again! “Becca, please wait. It's not what you think. Let me explain.” “What is there to explain, Matt.”

Ella grab hold of her hair, how dare you call me a bitch, you element Am sorry, I will never go closed to Bella, please you are hurting me Luna pleaded, good girl Ella smirk removing her hand from her hair Thank you so much sis Bella said pulling her into a hug, it's okay, and why were you crying Ella asked Nothing Bella replies walking away, are you hidden any secret from me Ella asked from behind" Bella struggled and walked away They walked into the class and meant Mrs Emily their English teacher already teaching. Good morning ma they both greeted, why are you coming to my class by this time Mrs Emily asked with a raise eyebrows" nothing" just that something came up ma Ella replied, okay

she continued, voice barely above the rain, “the only thing I was afraid of was never getting the chance to choose you again.” His chest tightened. “Lisa…!!” She reached for him then, fingers curling into the front of his shirt, not pulling him close….just anchoring herself. “I don’t want perfect,” she said. “I want honest. I want this—whatever this is—messy and real.” Grey rested his forehead against hers, breath mingling, rain blurring the space between them. “You have me,” he said. “No filters. No omissions. Even the parts I hate.”

And in that position, she fell asleep. It was incorrect. But it was already beyond the point of return. They were addicted.

"You know, those days with you were the worst of my life. I wish I knew you were this wicked, Elena." Elena smirked. "You brought out the beast in me, love. They say, 'Don't underestimate darkness' allure; even pure hearts are drawn to it.'All thanks to you." Alan begged nervously, "Today's a happy day; don't ruin it. Let's reschedule. I'll meet you, give you whatever you want." Elena laughed, raising her hands. "What more could I ask for? Check the news, Alan. It'll clarify things."