Little Miss Perfect Lyrics Novels & Stories

she rants but I just kissed her and she smiled. We might fight, she might not admit to what I want to hear but it doesn’t change the fact that we are perfect for each other. The end.

" I took the ring calmly. It did look a lot like the one from ten years ago. However, the design was different. I'd held the original in my hand so many times—I would know. I raised my arm and threw the ring into the pouring rain. "This isn't the same ring. It's just like how we're not the same people anymore." "No!" Sebastian started slapping himself across the face. "Tess, I was wrong. Please hit me instead. Just don't say things like that. It hurts too much.

I didn't ask for much—I just wanted Mom, Dad, and Simon to love me a bit more. But even in death, I got nothing. Now, the three of them were gathered around Laila's bed, anxiously waiting for her to wake. When her eyes finally fluttered open, Mom burst into tears of joy. "Sweetheart, you're finally awake. I was so worried…" "That's my daughter—brave and kind," Dad said, smiling proudly. "I'm so proud of you." Simon pulled out the lavish moonstone necklace and gently fastened it around Laila's neck. "Your favorite moonstone's been protecting you this whole time. I hope it keeps bringing you good luck."

Maybe that's karma. The cemetery was quiet, with only the sound of wind and distant birdsong. Candice's tears finally fell, and she mumbled, "Mom, you know what I regret the most? It's those words—I hate you. I've spent 20 years trying to take them back. Every time I remember the way you looked at me that day, I wish I could turn back time. "Annie told me you tried to send me a message before you died. I wonder what it was. Was it an 'I love you'? Or maybe a 'Take care of yourself'? I'll never know."

She had driven his lover away. Samuel grinded his teeth, consumed by utter regret, bitterly wishing that time could be reversed. In a hoarse but determined voice, he choked an order to his assistant, "If you can't find her in Wernick City, expand your search. I have to find Linds, no matter the cost!" He held tightly onto the things that Lindsay left behind for him. "Ms. Lindsay Winters, you are the love of my life. I will love and protect you with my life forever…"

Even when you're crying, you're beautiful too The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood You're my downfall, you're my muse My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues I can't stop singing, it's ringing in my head for you My head's under water But I'm breathing fine You're crazy and I'm out of my mind 'Cause all of me Loves all of you Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections Give your all to me I'll give my all to you You're my end and my beginning

I was still embarrassed that you could see my nipples through the dress, but the maid insisted on me not wearing a bra. The maid smiled at her work and excused herself. Shortly after, another woman came in. “It’s time for the party to start. I’ll escort you to the party hall.” I walked with my head held high, refusing to show my fear in front of these lycans. I wanted to show them that I was my own person. As soon as I walked in the party hall, all the chatter stopped, and everyone turned to look at me. “Presenting Miss Tiffany Harding, mate of Jesse Colter and Jeremy Colter, next in line to the throne.” The woman announced. There was applause and then everyone resumed what they were doing.

I couldn't talk to the driver anymore like I told myself I was going to talk to him immediately he arrives. I reached the organisation since it was really a popular one, this will be the first time I will be going to a place like this. The building look so huge and they were made of glass. It looked so magnificent and attractive. I walked into the company and the tiles were so sparkling, I went to where the receptionist was. "Please I'm looking for Penelope." I told her. "You mean Miss Lawrence?" She asked in order to confirm. "I don't know her last name." I replied as she rolled her eyes.

"I miss you so much, Paisley," ©Pop Precious

I'll never spend a single look at anyone with a drop of romantic love except for her. Smile crept on my lips when the song "Perfect" by Ed Sheeran played. I offered my hand. She accepted it. To her surprise, I pulled her up with force and then grabbed her by the waist. Our eyes were locked together as we sway with the rhythm. She looked down and rest my head on his chest. I smiled. She's such a baby.