Perfect Addiction Claudia Tan Novels & Stories

“I question the old man, and he studies me in silence. “If you do, then you would understand why I'm here. “I reply, and he shuts his eyes and inhales deeply. “You really want to be perfect, huh? “He questions and I stare at him in silence. “I believe you've heard the saying, beauty is pain. How much pain are you willing to go through, and how beautiful do you want to be? How hungry are you for perfection? “He questions, and I scoff. “ I'd bear any amount of pain to shut my Aunt up. To be a god who would stun everyone, and be mindlessly worshiped. I'm not hungry for perfection, I'm starved for it, and I'd go to any length to attain it. “I reply. Burning as the occurrence from the party repla

Chapter 1 Lena adjusted the pearl earring with tight fingers, determined not to let her hand tremble. The woman in the mirror was Claire's blonde loveliness, Claire's slender face, and Claire's silk designer shirt. But it was wrong. The image was strange Behind her back, Ethan's voice rumbled as he came into their bedroom, wrapping his arms around her waist. "You look gorgeous, sweetheart." Sweetheart. Not Lena. Not Claire. She swallowed. "Are you sure this is me?" Her voice was light and playful because it had to be.

To feel better, I began to watch youtube videos online until I see a notification of Chaos' webpage come up, I immediately click on it hearing Chaos say "It's your girl, C to the H to the O... Or something like that, whatever, I don't know how to sleep it but it's me! And im at this awesome party that I know you wish to be in but you're too not cool to be seen around him, awwn cheer up buddy...." I smile as she continues talking, rambling about how her day and had gone and how excited she was to see me before she says "And guess what? Something forbidden is happening right now, come see!" She's suddenly walking around series of rooms and I can see alot of teenagers making out and using some

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

Her smile was gentle, almost hesitant, as she came closer. “You look stunning,” Ronald remarked, his tone warmer than typical. Catherine’s expression brightened. “It’s lovely to hear that from you.” He opened the car door for her, motioning for her to get inside. “Let’s not keep the doctor waiting.” ******** The private clinic felt like a refuge of tranquility. The soft hum of equipment, the scent of antiseptic, and the quiet professionalism of the staff all contributed to easing Catherine’s anxiety. Ronald walked alongside her, his hand lightly grazing her back as they entered the examination room.

Her eyes skim the document, widening as the words sink in. “No,” she whispers, shaking her head. “No, I don’t remember taking these herbs. I don’t remember any of this. Why would I think Braden and I rejected each other?” Her voice cracks, desperate and broken. I press my lips together, watching her carefully. She’s teetering on the edge, and I’m about to push her over. Either she has no idea or she is the best actress I have ever seen. Claudia I can sense her unease through the bond. It's one thing for her to learn that Braden was drugging her, but her friend, his mate. I know this is all going to trigger her.

"Why wouldn't someone like Damien not have a special someone in his life?" And then it hit her-the woman was Clara Smith, the up-and-coming starlet who recently gained fame after winning Best Rookie Actress for her new movie. Clara was gorgeous, with naturally blonde hair and a body that just screamed confidence and perfection. How could Noah even hope to compete with that? She didn't want to make a scene or draw any attention toward her. So, she didn't leave the hotel but asked for another room for the night. A long shower didn't wash the ache or confusion off her, but gave a moment to pull herself together.

Stephanie smiled and said in a low voice, “She’s putting on makeup. She seems to be looking forward to attending university. She’s been talking to me about it all morning.” As soon as Stephanie was done speaking, Claudia, who was of mixed race, pushed the door open and came out. Claudia was dressed very young and beautifully today. She was wearing a pure white T-shirt paired with a light gray plain midi skirt, and her hair was tied into two fluffy golden braids on both sides of her head. She looked very bright and lively, and she seemed like a completely different person from the expressionless and miserable girl she had been before. When she saw Charlie at the door, she said with a little e

I collapsed onto my bed and started scrolling through my phone, trying to distract myself from the strange feeling in my chest. Suddenly, a post from one of Preston's buddies caught my eye. The caption read, "Congrats to Preston for getting into Murlowton U! First-choice admission secured!" The photo was the usual—Preston sitting in the middle of the group, looking every bit the star of the show. The only thing that changed was the person beside him. It used to be me, but now, it was Nicole. She was sitting there with her head lowered shyly. I didn't feel anything. It was like a shattered mirror—once it was broken, you could only throw it away. There was no way to piece it back together.