Perfect Lie Novels & Stories

said the student, blushing. “Say what you want?” “I want you.” The student pulling Louis’s black tie, which made their faces closer. Louis’s red iris looked so dazzling in her eyes. The gemstone that shimmering attracts the victim to drown in a mirage of its pseudo-beauty. Without realizing it, the devil will suck the victim’s soul until nothing remains. Louis’s hands pulled the blonde girl’s waist closer to him. The man was still staring at his prey. He smiled, hearing the girl’s heavy breath.

I could feel sparks run up my arm as I rush to him not wanting him to let me go; he smiles deeply as he looks me in the eyes and asks me for my consent to make love to me, chills run down my spine at his request as I stare at his lips dazed from the warm embrace he just gave me not but 3 seconds ago. Esrath: "Protams, ja tu apsoli mani mīlēt mūžīgi." *Of course, if you promise to love me forever.* José: "Tev, dārgā, es darītu jebko." *For you my dear, I would do anything.*

just. * These are the kind of words that come from your mouth when you like him. You find yourself in a situation where you are to explain to your friends about him and you become speechless. Bang! You really like him. When you love someone, all bad characters seem flawless. He's perfect to you even in a way you can't describe... . Perfect? Blake isn't really perfect to me, he's too corrupt, he's flirty, he likes to be noticed..he's not like Barry. He's supposed to be humble, caring, straight forward and funny.

“I won’t say I am the perfect man, but I promise to strive to be your ideal partner—the perfect husband and father. I will accept everything you will ask me to do.” “Victoria, you are so perfect. Your touch makes everything shine in my life. I know you have given me three months; still, I am here before you because I know I won’t be able to leave you even after three months.” “I am not so kind as you. I am a selfish, arrogant, jealous arshole, who only wants you. So, with my every flaw and tries, will you, Victoria Edwards, accept a looser like me in your bright life?”

"I thought it was that bad, but I think it's not a very negative thing that would depress me or something. In fact when he said that I am too angelic, I think I could take that as a compliment. The only thing that I didn't like is the part when he said that we are not a good match. But on the other hand, I guess I would give him some credit for that since I agree with him in a way. You are too good to be true, you know. You have such exquisite beauty that could pass as the epitome of male perfection. That is probably why he thought that we were not a good match." He hissed. "You are perfect for me, Eve. And I... I am no perfect. I will never be." I leaned on his chest and felt his warmth. "I

Chapter 5. Drea's Pov. Continuation on the last chapter. I'm not really good at lying. "Uhm...I'm actually jobless." I replied and Penelope bursted into laughter immediately, and I don't care. I'm doing all these just for one reason, so I don't give a fuck. "Really? You are jobless?" She asked inorder to be sure, I looked at her as I didn't give her a reply and continued digging my food.

His large hands fondle my breasts. “This face,” a peck on my cheek. “Those eyes.” Peck. “This nose.” Peck. “These luscious lips.” Peck. “Your smile, your curves, your pussy which in fact is insanely good, everything about you is perfect. Do you hear me?” I chuckle. “You do know that there’s no such thing as perfection.” I murmur but loud enough for Matteo to hear me. “Yet, here you are, a walking proof that perfection does in fact exist.” I flush at his remark.

He would never do something to hurt others. "Before I saw the truth, I refused to believe Shelly was like that either," Pierre said. Shelly had always been the perfect woman for him. While Shelly liked Chris, she had always been fair and square in showing her feelings. Now, witnessing the truth shattered Pierre’s worldview. The perfect woman had always been a wicked witch. “It’s because men like you failed to see through Shelly’s wicked mask,” Paige said disdainfully. Pierre wanted to argue, but he lacked the confidence.

Once again, as always, her mother blamed her for everything. Diana didn't agree with that. That's why that night she had worn a short silver dress that highlighted every curve of her body, showing off her long, toned legs. Her chocolate-colored hair and green eyes. They made a nice contrast. She was sitting at the bar when the guy she had been most attracted to in college approached her and was now a successful business executive.

I love you, Arietta Romano-Grimaldi. “I love you too, Mr. Percival Grimaldi, my Pierce.” THE END