Imperfect Love Novels & Stories

She screamed at me, pouring her hurt and anger together on me. I know love isn’t perfect. People who are in love aren’t perfect either. what’s perfect is the idea of loving and being loved the way one wants to be loved. Humans are deceptive, aren’t they? not every promise made to you is kept, people certainly leave, it’s only a matter of time. but what stays with you is the definition of love depending upon how you were treated in the past. i don’t know if love is an overrated or underrated feeling because i know people who've been happily in love for years. but at the same time, i also know some people who’re in love and suffering every day.

“I want to kiss you, not because I said I decided I wanted you. But because it’s been so long, and if I am going to die soon, I want you.” He grabbed the back of my neck and clashed our lips together. It was full of so much lust that I never wanted it to end. His hands found my hips as he ground himself into my thin shorts. He moved his hands underneath my shirt to my back where he slickly took my shirt off leaving me exposed. Finding his lips again, he brought his hands to my shorts and slipped them off of me. For a moment I wanted to cherish this forever it seemed to go by so fast. One second, we were clothed and for the first time we made love. I loved him. I opened my eyes halfway throug

He took my hands in his. “You’ve always been it for me,” he said softly. The crowd quieted. “I’ve loved you in every version of us the best and the worst. Through distance, silence, heartbreak. You were still the one.” Gasps and soft murmurs rippled. Gift sniffled quietly. “I don’t want perfect. I want real. I want your chaos. Your laugh. The way you steal the covers.” My breath caught. “I’m not perfect. I’ve made mistakes. But I’ll never stop choosing you.”

One more chapter to go. Dear Reader, As I turn the final page of Perfect Love, I want to express how much your journey alongside these characters has meant to me. This story was about exploring the idea of love in its purest form, amidst the imperfections of life. I hope it inspired you to believe in the beauty of love, even when it’s not perfect. Writing this book allowed me to delve into the intricacies of human emotions, and I’m grateful for every moment you spent with these characters.

She wanted to be careful next time, but it seemed her heart was already crossing the line for this new guy. She had the feeling that he might not be with her for long since the other guys left. She also was worried having found out that she was a werewolf. Could he be OK with that? Since he was from the palace he could be a werewolf too, which would just make a perfect couple. She smiled sheepishly at her thoughts. She raised her head and realized she had long strayed from the path to her house. " funny!". She started walking back. She was in love again. Perhaps just love at first sight.

His love for Bella has burned their relationship down to black charcoal. So what is left now? Alec's heart was flooded because of his overflowing love for Bella. Like the flower withered from too much water. The love that he pours out for her makes their relationship one-sided for those who accept it. That's what happened with Alec and Bella's love. Now he has reached the threshold of his love.

How could they love her when her parents hated her themselves? She hated the attention of her uncle, who retired from women after his wife's death. She hated all of that because it goes against what her parents did, so she struggled between being good or bad, and she still struggles, sometimes she loves and sometimes she hates, and she lived like this and it's not yet time for her to decide her side.

It’s been 4 days since I stayed with River. And every single day has been filled with so much love and happiness that it doesn’t even make sense. How could this beautiful woman make me, someone who has admittedly never been in love, feel how I’m feeling. I didn’t think something this wonderful could ever happen for me. Her smile brightens my day, her laugh makes my chest warm, her kisses make my skin tingle. And I know that as soon as she leaves I will inevitably be heartbroken. And after my heart gets broken by her, I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.

"That you don't need to be perfect, as I love finding perfection in your imperfection. And more than that always remember angel, that, you are not born to be perfect, you are born to be you. You know angel, when I first saw you, sleeping in my room, it was your beauty that enchanted me. But what made me fall in love with you was your innocence which i craved to protect, your kind heart which I craved to own, your clumsiness which urged me to be ready to catch you whenever you fall, your happiness, and laugh which I vowed to always keep present in your life. And more than that I fell in love with Iris, who like a missing piece of a puzzle fitted completely into my imperfect self which I do hi

Krystal was there immediately and hugged me. Titian, on the other hand, first cleared the table, since he had understood that I no longer felt like eating. He and Krys were long past that. "You can't choose who you fall in love with. Love isn't a decision, love is just something that finds its way through the darkest of walls,” she said to me in a soothing voice. I couldn't help her either. Nevertheless, I said energetically: "Love is nothing more than for an ass". My friend chuckled at my statement, but immediately apologized to me, which I didn't blame her for. why? At least I had to suppress a smile.