Novel The Perfect You Novels & Stories

It's our fifth year together, and I accompany my fiance, Theo Montague, to see the aurora he has always yearned to see. Fortune favors us that night as vivid green lights stretch across the snow-covered plain. He wraps his arms around me from behind and suddenly murmurs, "It's beautiful. Too bad we're still one step short of perfect." I freeze for a moment and ask him what we're missing. He doesn't answer, and I don't press him, either. After all, I've heard this phrase far too many times. When I go to great lengths to get him the out-of-print book he has his sights on for ages, he sighs. "We're still one step short of perfect." When we move into our beautifully furnished house and f

Her voice broke as she shouted, "Randall Cahill, you bastard! You're divorcing me over something this small? What did I even do wrong? Did I cheat on you or betray you? Wasn't I just repaying a debt of gratitude?" For years, I'd grown used to her emotional outbursts and her accusations. But this time, I didn't want to endure them anymore. "Celina Buckley! Are you sure you're just repaying a debt of gratitude? The eyes don't lie. I always knew there was someone in your heart. I just never expected it to be Leo. "Now that you're carrying his child, are you finally satisfied? After years of longing, your wish has finally come true. What more could you possibly be unhappy about? You got exactly

Come to think of it, her and Elena are actually very similar. Brenda and I are mutual friends. Like, we wave to each other and smile but we don't talk talk. Just simple small talk here and there. There's also the whole point with her saving my life and me having a crush on her boyfriend and yadda yadda but we needn't get into that. I sigh dreamily, wishing I could be Brenda Sommers. Because Heaven and Hell know that I've had a big, fat crush on Reese Sultan since the end of last year. Why? Because he's absolutely perfect. And you don't find guys like him anymore.

I can't do two books together due to my schedule and college. Also, as I mentioned earlier about my old WIP, i have resumed it and it would be available on goodnovel on march 1. I'm attaching the blurb here so you can know what it would be like. A Lost Soul Blurb "I thought you loved me enough to tell me everything but all you did was lie. Did I not make it clear; I hate liars with a passion?" I yelled.

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.

Even though I am alone, I can't risk opening it without the privacy of my room. It's a but plug. I had ordered one because I want the night to be as perfect as possible, and I don't want to waste even a moment due to prep work. Now that everything is in place, it is time to tease my boyfriend. I take a shower and then put on my sexy underwear; it is lace and black with a tiny pink bow at the top. I pose in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom, and I have to say I look decent enough, maybe even pretty, with my curly hair falling on my face. I take a few selfies and send them to Simon with a message.

He even looked handsome sweating. "What do you think about me?" I asked him. "Well..earlier..when we got married..I thought you were this silly, rude and annoying girl.." "But now..?" I asked anxiously. He dropped what he was doing and faced me. We both stared with a smile across his lips. "But now...you're perfect," he smirked. I blush. What did he say? Am I perfect? He said I was perfect. According to the book. You find your partner perfect. He likes me. He likes me.

Even though she has done nothing but treat me like I was her sibling and treat me like I was her best friend, I knew very well that she was capable of things I know nothing of. I say this because of her late husband. It was all strange, really. Peyton has always been a cold person, she’s the kind of person who hates being around people. She keeps to herself mostly and only comes down for dinner before she disappears. She's the first to wake up when they have to go to work and the last to arrive home. Yet someday, she came home and announced that she was getting married. She had said it with the most emotionless tone and blank face that anyone could ever have to relay such joyous news.

Readers loved the honesty, the vulnerability, the way Riley and Samuel refused to pretend everything was perfect. "Listen to this review," Sarah said when she visited with Lysander. "This book is a love letter to imperfection. Riley Chen doesn't just tell you about falling in love. She tells you about staying in love when it's hard, when you're tired, when life gets in the way. It's beautiful and real and necessary." "That's a good review," Lysander agreed. "It's a great review." Sarah looked at Riley, who was nursing Selene on the couch. "You did it again. Another bestseller."

"What?" "You're an idiot if you think I need you to be perfect." Annie closed the distance between them, looking up at him. "I've dated perfect guys, Alpha. Guys who said all the right things and never made waves and were so considerate and gentle that I almost thought they were sent from heaven. You know what they all had in common?" "What?"