Jamie Miller Heres Your Perfect Mga Nobela at Kwento

Under the JA Corporation, Jamie Miller who was in the middle of confessing his love to Angela Winston in public, as well as his followers, were all stupefied. The pedestrians around were shocked too. The usual hustle and bustle outside the building erupted into an uproar all of the sudden. Jamie Miller soon came back to his senses in a second. Pain what evident on his face as he howled. "My sports cars!" Whooosh! Jamie Miller and his subordinates storm towards Jate Woods, and they soon form a human envelope around his car. As he got out of his car at his own relax pace.

What does she even take me for, I couldn't stop imagine the shit she told her about me, Perphaps good things "Hi Jasmine, I'm Miriam, nice meeting you" I greeted and shake hands with her "Hi, Miriam" it's my pleasure meeting you too" Jasmine replied me Her soprano voice sounds timid, she suddenly developed cold feet while talking with me, as she tap each feet both at a time, is she always this way talking with someone for the first time? her voice fit perfectly well her slim figure, her blonde hair and sea blue eyes looks adorable, and her skin pale. Her long legs reveal a beautiful anklet bracelet worn on the left leg, her dimples let out a remarkable looks on her face as she smile.

Third Person's POV The mirror reflected a woman who looked perfect. Perfect hair. Perfect makeup. Perfect smile. And yet Miley Perez hated the person staring back at her. She sat at the vanity table in her apartment bedroom, gripping a lipstick tube so tightly her fingers hurt. Perfect. The word had followed Astrid Woods her entire life. Perfect daughter. Perfect heiress. Perfect friend. Even perfect fiancée. Miley let out a bitter laugh. “Perfect,” she muttered. The word tasted like poison.

he said smiling " I am Riyan, nice meeting you all " "You live next to us in Sharma's house, house 106 is us. nice meeting you too I am Zyana " Zee introduced herself with a handshake "and she is Noori whose face got hit " "Why are you introducing me, I don't want a stranger to know about me" Noori complained still glaring at Riyan. "Cool down Noori it wasn't his fault and he is our neighbor," I said to slow the tigress " well I am Anam nice meeting you too buddy"

I switch it on then looking for entertainment news or show then suddenly a news caught my attention. ‘Breaking news one of the hottest supermodel now in America Miss Shane Sandoval is in a relationship now with her co-model Alexa Gray.’ My tears ran down to my face immediately watching Shane’s interview together with her new partner. They’re so sweet together, like a perfect couple of the century. I stand up but my legs are shaking and my body is trembling in anger. I'm lost now. I lost the woman that I love so dearly with all of my heart because of that one stupid mistake.

The screen flickered to another channel, but the channel she changed it to was showing; “…and there she was last night, Ashley Miller, radiant and gracious, the Nation Beauty, accepting her award with effortless charm. She’s the real deal, a true beauty, unlike certain others who faked their way to fame…” Mia’s lips pressed into a thin line as she yanked the TV plug from the wall in anger, the room plunging into silence.

I admitted. “Let’s embark on a journey to uncover which fruit truly reflects your essence,” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with playful mischief. “Without a doubt, you are a Gem, my dear—a magnificent symbol of elegance that mirrors the finest traits within your family. I believe in investing in timeless, quality pieces that seamlessly transition from one occasion to another, adapting beautifully to life’s many moments. Today, we are dedicated to shedding any insecurities you may carry—though I must say, I see absolutely none—and wholeheartedly celebrating your innate beauty,” she continued, her discerning gaze sweeping over me with admiration, as if she were a painter studying her master

she said, fighting to find the last word. “Perfect?” Melissa asked and scoffed. “Always put together with the right hairstyle for the right outfit, always home at a reasonable hour so my parents won’t worry, and straight A’s at every school I’ve ever attended.” Melissa sighed. “I’m tired of being perfect. Sometimes, I want to do the wrong thing, and yesterday I did. I did the wrong thing, several times, and it felt amazing.” Melissa’s hair fell over her shoulders, disheveled and tussled, but her face was glowing.

I watch the other groups no one's raising their hands. There. I remember now. It's our favourite song. “Every night I lie in bed, the brightest colours fill my head. A million dreams are keeping me awake”. I sing out loud without even knowing. I look at Annalia and see as her face beams with happiness. She looks at me and then joins me. The song brings back a lot of memories. I remember when she bawled her eyes out after watching THE GREATEST SHOWMAN. “For the world, we're gonna make”. She ends with a final note. I hear applause from Mariquita and then the rest of the people there. “A million dreams by Hugh Jackman”. I say after it stops.

She runs some water and washes her face then steps out of the bathroom and towards the closet. There couldn’t actually be a full wardrobe in my size, could there? She wonders. Keegan decides to see for herself. She finds a cream colored camisole, red blouse, and a pair of jeans to try. Slipping them on, she cannot believe it, they fit perfectly. Remembering the emerald necklace, she strode over to the bed to fetch it out of her bag. She places it around her neck and glanced into a nearby mirror. She approves of her current state and turns back towards the bed – only her reflection doesn't move with her - does it? She blinks hard, rubs her eyes, then looks back at the mirror. She leans to one