Her Perfect Life Novels & Stories

By midnight, I finally put my phone down and fell asleep. ... After a year of hard work, I was accepted into the physics program at Valmonte University. Just as I was starting to feel happy again, the fake-death agency called. "Ms. Lane, I'm sorry. Adrian is looking for you." The representative sounded tense. "Someone posted a photo of you online. Adrian saw it and is convinced you're still alive. He has already traced the matter back to us." I had expected this day might come, so I answered calmly, "It's fine. I expected this."

His system received that jolt now as he slowly made his way towards her. She was so beautiful. And perfect. Everything about her screamed perfection. From the shy attitude she tried so hard to put on when she was around him -- he'd suspected it was an act since the episode with Cole and had confirmed by studying and watching her all around school. Call him a freak but who cares?-- to the way she let go of everything when she was having fun. The facial expressions she hid with her hair, the way her brows knit together when she was thinking too hard about everything, the defiant way she defended sea life. She was simply perfect. Perfect for him.

I hated nothing more than those words. "But it's true!" She shakes her hand away from mine. "I'm not going to lie about it and pretend I'm all perfect. There's absolutely nothing wrong with you. It's me, not you," "No," "Don't sell me that bull crap. I don't buy it," I look at her. "Perfect? Perfect Kelly? Do you know what perfect is? Do you know how it looks like because it sure does not look like this. You look into my eyes, you're apart of my life and you call it perfect? How can it be so perfect if I'm unhappy,"

'If anyone can hear me... please... help me... I beg you... If you can... if there's one person who can hear my voice... please get me out of this place' "I live like a puppet. I did just what my parents told me. I did my very best to do as what they said. I gave my all just to be called as a perfect daughter. A perfect... perfect girl... that is suited for this perfect family. A perfect child for my perfect parents. A perfect daughter for my perfect mom and perfect dad... and this perfect world... everything must be perfect!"

she cuts me off in middle knowing very well what i am about to say. "No one is perfect or no one life is perfect. Our life is imperfect and we are the one who makes our imperfect life perfect " she is right. This is what's the real meaning of life. "You're right life is not always bed of roses. If it was then that's not life." I said. "Trust those people who loves, who cares for you. They will never betray you " she said and I knew exactly what she meant. "Thanks a lot for your advice " i said and stood up to leave.

I know she is fighting so hard to pit all this at the back of her head and move on. I didn't picture at first that their were such people who suffered So much from the lack of love from their own family. Our family is literary a perfect one. I promise that I will do all that I can in my powers to give her a perfect life that she was not able to get while growing up.She needs what is perfect since she is perfect herself. ***

Jennifer is just so good at everything she does, she's perfect in every single way even with her flaws. I never thought that I'd be in my living-room at 5pm with Ben, Cindy, Sandra and a fucking psychiatrist or therapist I don't know what he is, worried sick because my 'perfect' and 'happy' Jennifer had a break down and I also worrying because in five days my former girlfriend will be coming back into my life and I haven't told her about my now girlfriend.

Shadrack couldn't explain what he was feeling. You came in my life on a worst day that l won't ever forget. You saved my life on a perfect timing and you did the perfect thing to send me to the hospital even though l was the one in the wrong. You won a credit in my heart.Besides that you are perfect in whatever you do. Let it be dressing yourself, eating or working.And that day you didn't have sex with with me despite the fact that you wanted it so badly. But the way you restrained you self was way too admirable and perfect. So l thought l should call you Mr. Perfect. Alia stated her reasons.

And of all the things, he chose to pay her by marrying that bitch. She's just too perfect! Annoyingly perfect! The thoughts won't go away, no matter how hard she tried. Tears rolled down her cheek when she looked down at the paper again. The sight of beautiful Janelle, smiling to the camera with James at her side, staring at her in admiration. She thought Tope would be an issue for them. Isn’t it enough that he was sleeping with her? Why can't the dumb bitch take a hint and walk out of the relationship?

She grabbed at her throat, choking and coughing before she collapsed on the ground. I waited around five minutes before she stood back up with a grin. “Claudia, I assume?” I checked. “Yes, who are you?” She asked. “I’m Zepher, I’m running an errand for your sister Priscilla. All I have left to do is resurrect Eric and she will release my lover.” I informed her. She clapped her hands happily, “I love a good black mail.” I rolled my eyes, damn ancient vampires. No matter how they presented themselves to others, they were rotten deep down. Their humanity long gone.