Imperfect Comic Novels & Stories

I knew at that moment that I had just crossed my boundary. ////////////////////////////////// Okay, so I have decided to give each chapter a status Frenzy(easy to write) Cranky( not easy) Frenzy but a little Cranky, you know what that is. This is imperfection, the first trilogy.

she replied, “I can’t believe we are breaking history, a maid is marrying her boss.” “I don’t think anybody would believe that for you look nothing like a maid.” “But I was a maid.” “Was, but not anymore, you are my imperfect perfection,” he replied that she could only smile and wondered how can they be a perfection that is imperfect? Not getting her answer, she smiled more pronounced and listened to the priest, today is a very big day to her, a day she had looked forward to all her life with the man beside her. And she knew that just as his words ‘imperfect perfection’ confused her, so would their love confuse anyone who tries to ruin them.

Sam: "Ok so what's the plan?" Casie: "Ok so the painting is damaged so maybe we can suggest to this painter that he introduce it as modern art." Sam: "Is this your idea. Seriously? The painter will be kicked out immediately" Casie: "Hmmm.. you are right so can we reverse the time before the painting is spoiled." Sam: "Casie we cannot play with time and reverse it randomly." Casie: "What if???...No this is just a stupid idea." Sam: "What?"

I take a bite from the pizza, “Yeah, your body is perfect, I mean I have seen your dick, it is basically the standard, your smile is amazing, and there has been no recorded human being to be perfect, so what is it? Your imperfection.” He bursts out laughing, even the sound is beautiful. I pause chewing to stare at him, “And you, what is your own imperfection?” I shrug, “My family called me a fuck up, my sister called me, Melly the royal and total fuck up.”

"Why did it have to be him, of all people? I don't even know why I'm here! Drinking away my sorrows just to forget about him. It's not as if he's that handsome. I mean, Jade has such a nasty temper, and I hate what he does sometimes. Do I even deserve this?!" "It's always like that, bestie. Sometimes, we don't get what we want from life. See, most of us aren't perfect my dear. We just have to make the best out of people even if we think their wrong for us, sometimes. Make Jade a perfect gentle man, Fire. I notice his best whenever he's with you. Have you seen the spark in his eyes, recently? That's the charm you've given to him. I've also noticed the same joy in you of resent. I don't know i

His knees gave in, and then he collapsed to the floor. He tried to haul himself back up on his feet, but he couldn't. "Zora, you must be joking, right?" he cried, bursting into tears. "Get up now! This isn't funny at all. It's just a minor surgery. How could you possibly die?" I hovered above him, trying to touch his head. Yet, my hand went right through his body. So it turned out that I still had some effect on Simon. But I was already dead—I couldn't comfort him even if I wanted to.

"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.

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.

"I miss being able to laugh without thinking about who's listening. Or walking into a room without calculating what version of me needs to show up." A beat of silence passed. the kind that isn't filled with awkward tension or hostility. The kind that soothes. Then, Ed reached for the remote and turned on some old sitcom we used to watch as kids. The laugh track echoed softly through the room, absurd and comforting. I almost smiled. Almost. But the pressure didn't go away. It never did. I clutched the throw pillow and whispered. "I kissed him." Ed looked over, still but alert. "Xavier?"

Harden asks for Albert to smile. “ he’s too naive and stupid, I hate people like that. And you, you are smart I must say but the son of a weak man is always a weak man. Look at you, five years in a wheelchair and you are comfortable. If I was you I would have killed myself because it’s a disgrace.” He heard his uncle say before he burst into laughter. Harden wanted to let him know he’s not a McCall but he remembered his father warned him not to let him know.