Perfect Blending Novels & Stories

There was a puzzle here, a problem only their combined minds could solve. As the two groups stood together, Alex exchanged a look with Kira. He could see the determination in her eyes, the same drive that he carried. For the first time in a long while, the friction between their two species felt distant. It was just them, in the maze, facing down whatever lay ahead and Alex was just happy to see his friend despite tge rivalry between their two species. “We’ll need to combine our strengths,” Rina said, his voice steady. “Everyone, stay sharp.”

Pausing briefly to glance at everyone, she commented, "As the saying goes, when one relationship ends, a much better new one begins." "Sandra, Bryan, I genuinely wish you both the best." She picked up a filled glass of wine from a nearby table and proposed a toast. "To my best friend and my ex-boyfriend; may the heavens treat you well as a married couple," she added with an intense gaze. "Just as you treated me." Raising her glass, she concluded, "Cheers!”

she replied, “I can’t believe we are breaking history, a maid is marrying her boss.” “I don’t think anybody would believe that for you look nothing like a maid.” “But I was a maid.” “Was, but not anymore, you are my imperfect perfection,” he replied that she could only smile and wondered how can they be a perfection that is imperfect? Not getting her answer, she smiled more pronounced and listened to the priest, today is a very big day to her, a day she had looked forward to all her life with the man beside her. And she knew that just as his words ‘imperfect perfection’ confused her, so would their love confuse anyone who tries to ruin them.

Lucas added. As we were walking, my senses picked up a faint scent of strawberries blended with cherry blossoms so well that I was instantly high. I immediately stopped walking and took a deep breath while my eyes closed on their own accord, letting my senses get overloaded with the mix. There was no doubt that it was Zoey’s scent. The addictive sweetness and the blend belonged just to her. As the realization dawned upon me that Zoey is supposed to be nearby me if I can smell her scent made my eyes snap open and I frantically looked around myself while Lucas just stared at me in confusion. “What happened?” He asked after few seconds.

Lorenzo asked in one breath. "I-I do but Lorenzo you have to understand. I-I don't want to pass on these messed up genes to a poor innocent child. I c-can't." Bonnie whispered. "Bonnie-" he cupped her face. "-it's not your fault, okay. It's not your fault that you're like this. You're beautiful just the way you are. If the baby is also blind, I'll love you both so much. So much." Bonnie lowered her head, resting her head on Lorenzo's chest. She slowly nodded mumbling a small 'okay'

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.

She was so happy and nice and her appearance reflected her personality. Her bleach blonde hair, flawless completion, and skinny figure could easily have made her a model but her thick glasses proved not every part of her was perfect, at least not her eyesight. Also her nails looked chewed down to the nubs, like something else in her life wasn't perfect either. Her nails were painted a dark blue, which matched her eyes. "I'd like to discuss it when I finish the book. Will you be here in a couple days?" "I'm here everyday, stop in anytime we're open and I'll be here."

"Babe ehn. Why can't you just follow Adam's principle? In life, we win some, we lose some." "My words. Why are bringing that into your conversation?" Adam said, drawing our attention to him. "Ogbeni, calm down, we can't even tap from your philosophy again?" "Don't even mind him. Winsome, lose some and he'd never allowed me to outrun him. He's always hell-bent on winning our races. Rubbish." Sophia said with a snort, earning a chuckle from Adam. "So, you're saying I should intentionally let you win?"

-You're a hybrid- I stay still in my place, when I'm about to turn I receive a strong blow on my head leaving me in absolute darkness.

The fountain at the center, was just enough to hold attention without overwhelming everything else. Then the color green. Muted in some places, deep in others which hints of something brighter beneath, like it was trying to surface but hadn’t yet. The others worked around me; adding, adjusting, building on what was already there. It felt all… easy, just right. Like everything was aligning in a way I didn’t have to force. I lost track of time. Of everything outside the canvas, until the Mrs. Toria’s voice cut cleanly through the room. “Take ten.”