Imperfect Books Novels & Stories

We roamed the bedrooms, the living rooms, the kitchen, the swimming pool area and the garage space for his cars. "Do you like it?" he asked. "Like it? I love it. I can't wait for us to actually move in," I squealed. "How about tomorrow?" "Yes. Tomorrow sounds perfect." We moved in together again and, this time, I was more humble and conscious of the man I had in my life. He had no intentions of hurting me. All he wanted was to love me, and I loved him, too. He was everything and more. At my next therapy session, I spoke about meeting Anton and the first impression I got from him. He was nice, so nice that, at one point, I thought he could have been a replacement for EJ.

I added, and he looked at me confused. “We see many people in our life who are perfect and imperfect as per our list, we have in our mind about perfections and imperfections. Just because one person is the perfect doesn’t mean that he is perfect as a partner to any person too. So Raj is the perfect guy I can ever know which you too accept, but he is not perfect for me.” I said explaining everything. He nodded after a few minutes and said, “You need not resign and my asking you to do that is my stupidity.”

"You made it happen. Not me! Don't blame me because you failed to be a good fiance." "Emma what the hell do you want from me? I'm a human being. I'm a guy and we're not perfect." "Don't give me that sorry excuse of a 'guy' and the 'we're not perfect' crap. That's crap and you know it. Since when did I ask you to be perfect?" "Look, I'm trying here, but you're making this difficult for me." "And you're not making it difficult for me also? I'm the one carrying babies that you seem to not want anymore." I began to cry. This asshole just messed up my entire morning.

Chimamanda soliloquies. "Nnenna" she shouted her P.A's name into the phone, "Come to my office" she ordered. Nnenna enters almost immediately after she called her. "Yes, Miss Odenigbo" Nnenna replies in fear. She understands Chimamanda better that she could be a dangerous person if she was pissed. "Why do you keep bringing this nonsense flowers to my desk" Chimamanda yelled. "I..I.. I'm.. I'm sorry, Ma'am Nnenna stutter. It always gives Chimamanda Joy when Nnenna stutters because she's scared of her wrath.

Honestly, Randy initially seemed skeptical, but after tasting Ghea's cooking, it turned out the food was indeed as good as the girl had claimed. "Why only 9? Why not 10?" protested Ghea. She had done her best to cook so that her food would be perfect. "Well, because 10 or perfection belongs only to God, Ghe," Randy replied casually, smiling. Then he continued to enjoy his meal until everything on his plate was gone. Believing that her husband enjoyed what she had served, Ghea tried to find the right moment. Anxious hope mixed with embarrassment, afraid that her request might be outright rejected by her husband. But if she didn't try, how would she know the result, right?

He talked slow and she hated every bit of it. After what seemed like forever, the meeting was finally over. Rowena tried calling Gary but he couldn't be reached. She tried her home phone but there was no answer. Panic coursed through her being as she hurried to her car. She deserved a reward for still being able to follow the right traffic rules.

was admirable is the way everyone has been looking for ways to spoil what he wants to keep. It seems that he wants to continue to accumulate evils, because he keeps insisting and wanting to stay by his side. He was the worst idiot that could have ever been crushed, no doubt, that omen was fulfilled. Williams doesn't seem to know what he wants and now decides to try randomly. If he had wanted to be with the beautiful Thompson, then why does he keep marking distance.

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

And the reality, as bitter as coffee, seeped through, leaving a stain that no brush could ever cover. So here I am, staring at that ridiculous painting, wondering how I ever fell for such a perfect imperfection.

The silence made her heart pound and she could not keep her eyes away from his. “For a moment I thought I was dreaming,” he muttered to himself. Well, that was understandable since it was a citation neither of them expected to happen. “I’m not giving you this book Ace. Just let me pass so that this can go by peacefully.” “Only if you tell me what’s the big deal with that book,” he said. “There’s no deal.”