Perfect 12 Introductions Novels & Stories

I was curious and excited about the celestial weapon Archmaster mentioned earlier. “Without further much a do, I would like to introduce to you all our very own Celestial Twelve. Let’s give them a round of applause,” a happy-sounding Archmaster Leonard exclaimed loudly. All of us clapped our hands and there were some who yelled our name as a group— the Celestial Twelve. “As I call your name, please step up on the stage,” he instructed. I suddenly feel nervous. I have confidence but still, I am shy standing in front of hundreds and thousands of audience.

He was literally the definition of perfection. "Oh, hi! I'm Janice," I finally managed to pull out of my dreamland, taking his hand that was extended for a handshake. "Oh, she's here?" Came another voice, and I snapped my head in the direction to see the young man that just walked in. He looked like he was the same age as me, and trust me, I was starting to hyperventilate because of how good-looking they all were. Does this run in their family? "Hi, I'm Chase," He introduced himself to me once he was standing in front of me, and I slowly nodded my head as I took his hand that he extended for a handshake.

I need a moment to let my breathing return to normal. "Pleased to meet you, I'm Adal Müller," he murmurs in a husky voice. I shake his trembling hand, we greet each other, and when our fingers touch, I feel a strange and exciting shiver that runs through my whole body. I quickly withdraw my hand, feeling uncomfortable. It must be static electricity. I blink rapidly to the rhythm of my heartbeats.

Amanda made a monologue while shaking her head. *** "I've warned you, someday you will get karma of what you've done. So, why are you begging me again?" "Look, this is a price you get for what you did!" The man returned to sipping the green tea that the waiter had just served. *** A perfect couple is creating by two imperfect people who don't want to give up building a relationship. ~BebbyShin~

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

"That's right! That's what you need to do. If someone gave me a nickname and I said I didn't like it, but they continued calling me that anyway, that just means they don't understand their own language and lack manners. It's got nothing to do with me!" "Wow. That's a really good lesson on reducing one's internal conflict. I love it." "You know what? I'm a little jealous of Theo. Ms. Fodder is such a kind and gentle mother." "Wait, am I the only one who thinks that Theo's just trying to trick Ms. Fodder into giving him snacks?" Theo stepped into his classroom, but not before turning back to look at me at least three more times. I just gave him an encouraging smile.

Yet, by afternoon, that certainty had begun to fray. The knock came just after three o’clock. Lisa was arranging sunflowers in a vase. She wiped her hands on her apron and opened the door. “Hi,” the woman said, her voice a melodic lilt that seemed too polished for a casual greeting. “I’m Tessy. Tessy Moore. I just moved into number 40.” She gestured toward the house with a graceful sweep of her hand, then held out a small potted orchid. “I wanted to introduce myself and bring a little housewarming gift.

I was instantly bombarded by the Coleman twins, Kendra and Kinsley, the number one gossip queens of our team. “It’s nothing serious, we met before starting school and reunited at a frat party recently.” “Awh,” they said together. “That is so cute,” Kendra said. “Really cute,” Kinsley chimed in. I could see how this would get annoying. “Who is number 24 on our team?” Leah walked up and asked. “Whoever he is, he has a serious vendetta against number 16 on the other team.” ‘Number 24…that’s Aiden!’

"And?" Lena scanned the documents. "Mercer will be there tonight, maybe." Evelyn shook her head. "Too dangerous." Noah nodded forward. "So is waiting." Lena stood up. "We go in quietly. No errors." Damien grinned. "No promises.". The club pulsed to music and muted talk. Dim lights, designer suits, backroom deals. Lena and Evelyn entered first, blending in. Eyes were on them, but nobody had a clue who they were. Yet.

However, I did not hand it to her. Gritting my teeth, I pretended to lose my grip and spilled the boiling water all over her legs. I figured she would not be able to hold back and jump up in rage. I closed my eyes and silently counted, 'One, two, three...' Time passed, yet I did not feel the familiar fists crashing down on me. I opened my eyes and saw that Claire had not moved. Instead, she was still sitting perfectly upright in her wheelchair. Not only was she not angry at me, but she looked at me apologetically. "I'm so sorry, honey... I didn't catch it properly and spilled the water. Honey, did you burn your hand? That water looked really hot."