Flawed Novels & Stories

Not weak— No. Unstable. Tiny flickers passed through Cassandra’s expression. Micro-delays. Micro-errors. A god… glitching. “You see it, don’t you?” Ethan said quietly. His voice wasn’t loud. But it carried certainty. “You’re not perfect.” Cassandra tilted her head. Analyzing. Recalculating. Rebuilding. “Perfection,” she said slowly, “is a process.” Her eyes snapped back into focus. “And I am accelerating.” The Human Flaw Ethan didn’t wait.

"Does he know that you are incapable of human feelings? That you're just pretending? That you're the world's biggest pretender and hypocrite when it comes to the matters of the heart? That your heart is as cold as ice?" "There's no need to twist the knife any further Fahad," Najmah stood up, glaring at him. "He does know and he accepts me with all of my flaws, but I guess that is something you are still incapable of doing. If you did accept me as a whole, you wouldn't be here hauling insults at me. Have a nice life Fahad, I really wish you the best there is in life."

he suddenly asked her. “My life is completed. Who said that a bad decision can change one’s life completely?” She hugged them both. “Who said that one day your will stop with your dumb ideas?” He joked and she hit his chest. “I didn’t even need alcohol to be dumb.” They both burst into laughter. “I accept your flaws, even your flawed resolutions.”

CLUMSINESS. Awkward, lacking coordination, not graceful, not dexterous. Anna Davenport had often tried to be cool and collected, especially whenever she found herself amongst people, but as her clumsiness would always have it, she had just shown that in front of two of her residents.

Flawless screamed in pain before falling to the ground. Her face had completely lost all color. She did not expect Harvey to dare do anything under such circumstances. “I’m so sorry, Ms. Flawless! I’m not good with people scaring me! I didn’t think I’d injure you like this!” he spoke apologetically. “It’s an honest mistake! You wouldn’t mind, wouldn’t you?” “Screw you, Harvey!” Flawless exclaimed with a twisted expression. “Kill them! Kill them all! “Our guns can also fire accidentally!”

Jordan spoke, making her look at him with her beautiful blue eyes. "I know what my problem is." She sighed. "I tend to be in denial when there's something I don't like about myself. I always run away from how weak I am, because I'm tired of being viewed as weak, so instead of actually facing what I hate about myself, I chose to be in denial. How stupid is that? I guess my major flaw is running away from whatever I hate about myself instead of confronting it." "You're amazing," Jordan told her as he wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead, making her smile. "It's totally okay to have a flaw and it's even better to know what your flaw is."

My face is full of anger not because she is a molested girl just because she thinks low of herself as well as me. "So, this is the reason that you can't accept my love. Because you have been molested by a disgusting species. How can you think like that Shreya? First of all, you are the bravest girl I have ever seen in my life so far. You are the reason why Nira still believes that she can make her company stand again. You are the reason why Paavak believes that Nira will forgive her and will start a new life with him. You are the reason why my heart started believing in love. But the girl who made everyone believe in something doesn't believe in herself and her love. Look at me Shreya, you t

I can’t stay in a relationship full of wrongs and pains. But the thing is, I fall easily. It’s just that I can’t sustain it. I’m a flawed, imperfect woman. I have made wrong choices and decisions that made the people around me see me in a different perspective. The woman who can’t be contented, the woman who asks for more. That’s how they see me. But the thing is, they don’t really know what I really am.

I asked obscurely. “Everything and everybody has flaws, Liora. And that’s why the moon is so beautiful. Recognizing the flaws is one thing but accepting them is when you see the true beauty of that thing. Did I answer your question very well?” He quizzed. “The moon has flaws, huh? You don’t hear that everyday. The moon’s allowed to have flaws but I don’t. I wasn’t born perfect, you know? I mean…I-I grew up in a poor household. My father abd mother died when I was still very very young—”

“He was wrong.” Elena reached out, her fingers brushing the brittle page beside his hand, her touch feather-light against the weight of his sorrow. “He was afraid,” she corrected softly, her voice a balm poured over an open wound. “Afraid that feeling would make him weak. So he made weakness out of feeling, called it flaw, called it failure, called it anything but the truth.” She turned to her mother’s diary, opening it to a corresponding date, the pages whispering as they parted. “And she wrote this the same day, in secret, in defiance: ‘He calls my love a flaw. But I know it is the only thing that will outlast his stone. Stone crumbles. Love echoes.’”