My Mr Perfect Novels & Stories

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, My Perfect Mess. My Perfect Mess was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Becca speaks, the format will be as this: Becca ~ “What is there to explain, Matt.”)

“I just came out of a toxic and bad relationship which still hurt by the way and you want me to jump into a relationship with a man old enough to be my grandpa!” “You are exaggerating. Just talk to him once okay? For my sake please,” she begged. Rolling her eyes she sighed and went back to have a seat. “Good evening Maia. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” Mr. Charles gave her a sweet smile. “It’s Maya. Maya with a y and not Maia with an i,” she corrected him with a fake smile on her face.

Even though the 3310 is as indestructible as Mjölnir, this particular gadget didn’t come in a box with a charger that he could’ve used behind Miss Perfect’s back. Miss Perfect. Trini Blanca. Vice-President and prefect of Camp Unplugged. Warden and psycho psychologist. She wouldn’t be too happy tomorrow to discover that Nate had left behind the oldest trick in the book: pillows mimicking the contours of a human body and covered with his blanket. Unfortunately, he still had to take his QD dose of Vortioxetine at the 9-pm flashlight check because Miss Perfect always checks in case he just tucked the tablet under his tongue. End result: he’s now feeling a bit woozy.

I wouldn’t be able to check it out now but I am glad I have been able to find it. The bathroom door opens up and he steps out, a towel wrapped around his waist. Gods, this man is fucking hell. It must have taken years and years of intense workout to achieve this perfect body. From all the men I have seen, he has the most pronounced stomach abs and coupled with the few scars he has on his chest, he looks so good.. like someone straight out of a storybook. I know because I have read some of bryer’s books and looks exactly like the way those authors describe them.

An Adonis? I think he's a perfect ten on a scale of ten, the most handsome man I've ever seen. "Yes, how can I help you?" he asks in an angelic voice, as if he is trying to hide his amusement. Am I drooling? I hope not, that would be embarrassing. How can a male secretary be so gorgeously beautiful? He should have been a model or celebrity.

The cute boy laughed at Mr Perfect's shocked expression. "Man, what did you do to piss her off?" He asked, slapping Mr Perfect on the shoulder. "All I did was tell her the time." Mr Perfect replied, sounding defensive. "You two are hilarious. I'm Jason by the way." He said. "I'm May." I introduced myself, ignoring Mr Perfect's stare. "And I'm Jet. May. That's a pretty name." Mr Perfect - Jet - said, smiling at me. I nodded. "Yeah. Cool."

She said that took me by surprise, and before I could ask her, she was already laughing at me. "She's been looking at him since we arrived at Ms. White's office earlier." She said to me that actually shocked me. I guess it really is not easy dating a perfect man like Gavin. Oh! My head is starting to hurt already.

They’re all excellent but the best save for last and finally the MC called Shanes name. “The long wait is over! Ladies and gentlemen, our supermodel, the one and only Miss Shane Sandoval!” Everyone gave her a round of applause and cheered for her. Shane is the most gorgeous, alluring and elegant among them. She walks with a smile on her face and everyone really loves her. The show continues without Shane knowing that I am here watching her personally. Every model ramped up the branded clothes that are trending in America. Shane wears the most expensive brand of clothes. She looks so stunning in every outfit that she’s wearing for the show.

Everything gleamed with precision, luxury, and a sense of controlled power. “Bryan really does love perfection,” she murmured under her breath. A tall man approached with a professional smile. “I’m Ryan, the CEO’s personal assistant. You can just call me Ryan. I’m sure Noah briefed you on the basics, but let me be clear: what happens on this floor stays here. No scandals, no gossip, and absolutely no negative talk about the CEO. Confidentiality is everything.” His voice was calm, but there was an edge of warning. They stopped in front of a massive double door.

She was radiant. “I told you, didn’t I? Miss Sanders’s rich, successful, and she’s got Mr. Reynolds following her around like a puppy. Why would she go out messing around like that? Makes no sense.” “Exactly! Someone must be jealous of how well Pine Mist Island is doing. They’re trying to drag her down.” “I don’t care what anyone says. She let me meet my idol and even eat with them. I declare her my goddess!” “Mine too!” Cheers and praise rippled through the room, echoed even louder in the livestream comments.