Novel Imperfect Novels & Stories

Sam: "Well I always knew you are a clumsy one. Now move your lazy butt. We will be training on music today. So you will have a relaxing session." Casie: "Ok. I guess" Sam's POV I saw her first time on earth when I was asked to pick up her soul. I landed on the earth near a valley and saw her lifeless body in a lovely ball gown. Damn, she was looking so beautiful. I guess she might be going to a school dance. I picked her up her soul and carried her in my arms and started my journey towards Angelina. There was something about this girl. I was not able to take my eyes off her. she was looking so innocent, calm, and hot. Yeah, that was my first impression - she is hot. I also felt like taking s

Deric said, "You know, I might have fallen in love with you the first time I helped you. And it seems that fate brought us together again through Carla's hand." Caraline shook her head slowly, sitting for a while. She truly felt unworthy of being by Deric's side after khowing his identity. However, at the same time, she didn't want to lose Deric a second time. While being drenched in tears, her heart was truly warm because she had found happiness again. "Do you love an imperfect man like me?" Deric asked. Caraline stared at the ocean-blue bead in front of her intently. Suddenly all of her memories with Deric became vivid impressions popping up all around her. She loved her time with Deric ev

“Whatever it is, he or she will be extraordinary because you are perfect." “I'm not perfect and you know it, I've been corrupted and thrown into the dirt, yet I know he or she will be perfect because you're good and you're kind and you found me in a situation where you didn't need to come out, but you're here with me." "Where would I be, Elizabeth?" I feel like I said something wrong when he walks away and sits on the bed "Where the hell would I be? I was looking for you for a long time and I just couldn't abandon you when you finally appeared in front of me, it was shit what happened, but that doesn't make you imperfect, in my eyes you became a strong person and that every day blooms more a

“It is not okay that you suffer for my mistakes. You are all perfect, and I am all a mess. And now, you are caught up in all this.” She chuckled. "Am Iperfect?” she implored, differing from his statement, “May I remind you that I was the disgrace of my family? That is why they did not think even for a second before trading me away the first chance they got? May I also remind you why I had to be locked up like a bad omen in my own home? It was because of my sins? I slept around, got pregnant, and got dumb, like, nadah! And lastly, may I also remind you that the reason we are now in this mess is because my sister told the world about it? Now, Mr. Adam, tell me where perfection is in all that.”

Sapphire Walter. Going to the party with Emily and Ethan was a bad idea because it was just filled with drinking, smoking and some shameless people doing the deed in front of us like dude we don't want see how you're doing it with her as I sat on the counter and read this book my perfect man, imperfect by Madinah_Writes. It was so fucking good guys but what made it worst that Stephanie a chick from the party was like hitting on my brother and Emily disfigured her face for her claiming her soon to be husband to be hers.

Suddenly Allen's cell phone rang indicating there was an incoming message and it turned out to be from Zeyn. My Perfect Husband : Honey, you're ready, huh. Later, we will check your content and take a walk so you don't get bored at home. Allen smiled reading the message, even at work, Zeyn was still thinking about Allen. Zeyn is the perfect husband. Without waiting, Allen immediately replied to the message saying that he would get ready. And without lingering, Allen immediately went to the bathroom, he didn't want Zeyn to wait for him a long time later, especially since Zeyn was tired of working.

She shook her head, tears spilling over. "You must hate me. You weren't meant to see me like this. I look awful... you were only meant to see the perfect Novel." The perfect Novel. She had no idea. She was perfection itself, even in her darkest moments. I reached out, wiping the tears from her cheeks with my thumb. I needed her to understand. "No matter how ugly your pain is, no matter the situation, I want to be there for you, Novel," I said, my voice low and steady.

“Don’t get it wrong, Cressida. No one gets away with saying reading is overhyped in front of me. But I’m making an exception for you. Trust me, once you’ve finished reading, you’ll never say that again.” Cressida wrinkled her nose in distaste and looked away. “I’m not in for a debate…” she uttered. She locked eyes with him once more, her head nodding twice. Her upper lip curled slightly, and her nose tilted. “Reading makes you think about things that can never come to pass,” she retorted. “I mean, many ladies dream of Mr. Perfect, which every reasonable person knows is nothing more than a fantasy.” “Mr. Perfect is a fantasy?!” He exclaimed, and she joggled her head. “What do you mean? Am I n

"Yes. If the novel was incomplete, I can still use it for general guidance about major events. If my presence is changing things, I can predict what might change based on my decisions. If this world was never identical to the novel, then everything I think I know might be wrong and I'm operating on false information." Seraphyne was quiet for a moment. "What's your assessment?" "I think it's a combination. The novel was incomplete because authors simplify complex situations for narrative purposes. My presence is changing things because I'm making different choices than the original Kael would have made. And this world was never identical because the novel was written as entertainment, not as

My heart both ached and burned with resentment. Once upon a time, she'd been my whole world—the happiness I'd chased for five years before finally winning her over. But now, everything felt like a dream that was completely shattered. She sobbed, looking ever so fragile and pitiful. "Babe, don't be mad. This really was just to repay my mentor's kindness. Once I deliver these babies, I'll give you as many children as you want, okay?" I wanted to say no. I wanted to storm out and leave everything behind. But in the end, all those impulses collapsed into a single, inward sigh.