Perfect 12 Introductions Novels & Stories

“Our lunch date isn’t until two?” “Few minutes to two, same difference.” She said, walking into the room like she owned it, all designer grace and glossy perfection, her heels echoing like gunshots on the marble. “Oh,” she said, blinking at Charlie as if finally noticing him. “Am I interrupting something?” Charlie looked between the two of us, clearly weighing his options. “Nope,” he said quickly. “I was just leaving.” He shot me a look – part warning, part sympathy – and slipped out.

And I couldn't agree less, I found my perfect man, a perfect love, a perfect house and a perfect family. He was my Perfect Find. Thank you for reading. How was the story? Do well to leave a comment. (Air your mind or buy me coffee)

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

He holds by the waist to steady her. I turn my focus on Annalia, her face is just blank. Not giving anything out as she stares at them. “Alright, why don't we recruit at least two more persons okay. I and Andrea will do just that while you find a suitable spot for us okay”. Annalia says and Mari gives a nod. So we set out to recruit two more people. It doesn't take us more than a minute and we get back to where Mari is sitting. I introduce them to her. “Mari this is Victor, ” I say as I touch the guy beside me and point at the one who's close to Annalia. “and that is Mario. They're twins”.

she mouthed at me but I didn’t reply her, I just stood up and went to hug my brother and Tomi who were behind me. “Tomi, Femi.” I greeted. Stella stood up and came to my side with a smile on her face but it didn’t reach her eyes like her usual smile does. “This is Stella. Stella, this is Femi my brother and Tomi … his girlfriend.” I added as an afterthought. The pause I took before introducing Tomi didn’t go unnoticed by anybody in the group. Stella smile went even more strained. “Hello Tomi, I have heard so much about you.” She stretched her hand towards Tomi for a handshake but Tomi folded her arms across her chest.

complained Claire. "I think we need an introduction. Alpha_01, leader of this team. You can call me, David." said a tall man in front of them. "Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you too, Team beta." "Alex," said a man next to David with a sweet smile. "He's our hacker. And the last one—" "Lucas," cut off the man in the black hat next to David. "His position as a fighter," explained the leader. "I've heard a lot about your team. I can even say you're the first team to meet the master in person other than us of course," david explained.

It was a beautiful reminder of how this dynamic city thrived on an intricate tapestry of countless individual stories, each thread adding depth and richness to the experience. "We're getting closer to your destination and lodging. By the way, my name is Addie Majid," she introduced herself, her voice smooth and friendly, making us feel at ease. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Victor, and these are my partners: Daeseung, Seungchan, Greg, and Taemon," Victor responded, his voice tinged with enthusiasm as he spoke of the exciting cultural exchanges that awaited us. "It's great to meet all of you! I hope your flight was pleasant. We are truly honored to have you here in America," Addie replied

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

In the blink of an eye, 20 years had passed. Candice stood by the gallery's floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing at the busy streets of New Aeravale. She had inherited Kathleen's beauty and her natural gift for business. At 25, she was already a rising star in the art world. "Candice, it's time for the interview," her assistant said, reminding her. It was a feature for the Moments magazine—A Legacy Reborn: The Art Empire of Kathleen Sullivan's Daughter.

I swear, if you had someone like Scarlet by your side, you could easily complete all of the missions. I quickly exited the restroom with a tablet in my hand, followed by Scarlet five minutes later. I noticed Olivier standing in a corner on his phone, and I believe this is the best time to introduce myself to him. I took a glass and walked over to the rectangular table. I poured a drink into the glass. I then looked around to make sure no one was looking at me before dropping the tablet into the drink, which immediately burst and dissolved in the liquid. Wow...that was both quick and amazing to watch. I added two cubes of ice to the drink.