Cure Parfait Novels & Stories

“Yes, Freddie. I have decided to have surgery. I spoke with the nurse at my school, and she basically convinced me to get it. I thought it over during those days off last week. I am getting surgery. You once told me that to be a model at Model Perfect, I had to be perfect. Well, a scar from a thyroid surgery would disqualify me from being perfect. That is a terrible motto for a company to have. We are all human and no one is perfect. We all have our flaws, secrets and scars. You wanted me to conceal my cancer like it was something to be ashamed of. Well, I’ll tell you something Freddie. It sucks. It sucks that I can’t swallow food. It sucks that it hurts when I talk, and it hurts when I brea

I switch it on then looking for entertainment news or show then suddenly a news caught my attention. ‘Breaking news one of the hottest supermodel now in America Miss Shane Sandoval is in a relationship now with her co-model Alexa Gray.’ My tears ran down to my face immediately watching Shane’s interview together with her new partner. They’re so sweet together, like a perfect couple of the century. I stand up but my legs are shaking and my body is trembling in anger. I'm lost now. I lost the woman that I love so dearly with all of my heart because of that one stupid mistake.

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

The first page was his own face, twisted in anger, the strokes terrifyingly detailed. The second was her own face, contorted in agony, her eyes filled with despair. The third was her again, huddled in a corner like a wounded animal. She had drawn every single one. Every single one was a record of her pain. Fenris broke. A raw, shattered howl tore from his throat, the sound of a dying beast. In that moment, all of his regret, his guilt, his love, surged through the broken mate bond toward Freya. On the bed, the moonstone pendant on Freya's chest suddenly began to emit a faint, gentle light.

It's impossible to sit next to each other, but the scent of her perfume can stick to Emma's clothes. For Laila, Emma was the most precious stone in her life. Emma was born after three failures in the pregnancy process that made her almost desperate. If only Ardan had been impatient, it is possible that her husband would have remarried. For those who don't understand how IVF and intrauterine insemination programs, which are pregnancy programs, can fail, not just once but many times. Until the second insemination attempt, finally, the womb could survive until Emma was born safely.

Felicia muttered, shocked by the news. “You heard me,” Clara replied sharply. She flipped her hair backwards immediately afterwards and started walking away again from Felicia. “Crazy b*tch!” Felicia muttered angrily after Clara, hating her guts and even more furious that Monalisa is still alive. “How the heck could she heal that fast, especially when she has just been turned?” Felicia muttered to herself again, feeling even more frustrated by the news and wondered if that was possible and the thought of this made her desire more to become a vampire.

It was a public affair after all. We had very few options to break the compulsion. We were prepared to do whatever it took. One option was to kill Christopher Harding. The other option was to turn Tiffany human. I knew hunters that had a cure for vampirism, after all, one of them was my son in law. Julia had taken it while she was pregnant once and it turned her and her baby human successfully and safely. Her becoming human should break the compulsion from her sire. Originally it took several doses for the change to occur, but the hunters had perfected it down to one dose.

he instructed Tilly before exiting the room. I walked limply feeling stiff in a pink dress which felt like it was made with the finest silk known to wolf kind. Catching a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't believe the transformation. My usual pale lips were painted a faint cherry red which shimmered as it caught the rays of sunlight that streamed into the room. My cheeks were coated in rouge, making them stand out and my wavy auburn hair was packed beautifully at top my head with some curled strands falling at my ears and neck.

“Garret! You almost killed me!” He chuckled, not sorry in the slightest. “I wasn’t expecting you awake yet. The sun’s barely climbed over the trees. I was only bringing you something.” He lifted a small parcel, the smell already making my stomach growl. Inside was heaven: a blueberry muffin sliced open, stuffed with sausage, bacon, and drizzled with honey. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. “You remembered!” I squealed. “Of course,” he said, hushing me quickly. “Keep it down. The camp’s still asleep.”

The curtains were closed after that, and the comments that popped up were all exclaiming in delight. "No wonder Austin's such a popular villain! Did you see how handsome he was in the morning light? Oh my god, I can't breathe properly." "I think I know why that transmigrator left in the end. Do you know how torturous it must have been for her in the past five years? "She had such a handsome man by her side, and yet, she wasn't allowed to touch him. I'd have given up a long time ago if I were her!" "Does anyone have the emoji sticker with the crotch on fire? Send it to me, please. I need it right now."