Perfect Lie Novels & Stories

He asked rubbing his well shaped nose on Adele cheeks before he moved towards her ear and whispered. “Because you are my fated perfection” he whispered before he looked at her green eyes which turned teary. That’s the first time anyone ever told her words to make her important. Gently Harden took her lips again, this time so slowly but full of wants, Adele gave him back the energy, all the time she wanted so bad to have him it’s here so she let herself free, free from not just her desire but also her life and the world happening around her……

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)

Eloise pointed at me with a faint grin. My body stiffened. My blood boiled to the top of my head. “What do you mean? What's wrong with a woman like me?” “You and Leopold are like heaven and earth. If he falls in love, it must be with a mature woman. Leopold's ideal type is a woman who is beautiful, sexy, and graceful at the same time. Of course, she has a suitable career. She is the type of woman who can satisfy a powerful man's lust in bed. But it also doesn't embarrass him when he's showing off at a big meeting or when he's meeting with an elite client.” Eloise smiled a little. Her demeanor showed that she wasn't concerned about hurting her interlocutor's feelings.

“The Old Alessandro believed he could bypass the mess by using a contract. The new Alessandro chose the chaos of honesty. You are still trying to write the contract, Amelia—a contract of perfect behavior and perfect performance to guarantee love. You are giving yourself a condition: ‘I will only be lovable if I am faultless.’” She squeezed my hands. “I don’t want the perfect man, Amelia. Perfection is exhausting, and frankly, it’s boring. I want the man who is late because Tokyo was volatile. I want the man who is terrified of hurting his sister. I want the man who is honest enough to admit that he built his entire identity around the terror of repeating his father’s failure.” Her challenge

“Matthew failed to tell you that he’s in love with the mother of his child. He took you and marked you on an impulse, but he has no intention of being with you.” I watched as her tears filled with eyes. “Why? What’s wrong with me?” “No, no, no, baby. You’re perfect. I’m just already in love with someone else. I want her and my child. I can’t be with you.” He quickly told her. “How can I be perfect, yet you don’t want me?” She cried. “It’s not your fault. I’m really sorry.” He said as he rubbed her arm. I could tell that he was doing his best to resist the tingles that their touch created.

"Oh, of course! But you know what we mean. The perfect kind of love." I let out a small laugh, swirling my wine glass as I looked down. Perfect? No, Daniel and I weren’t perfect. But we were steady. We were right for each other in a way that made sense. There were no over-the-top gestures, no whirlwind passion that burned too bright and faded too fast. Just quiet companionship and reliability. That was enough. At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.

Lena fought to breathe slowly. This was a test. A trap masquerading as concern. Ethan reached out, grasping her hand in his. "I just want to help, sweetheart." Lena's stomach twisted. This was wrong. All wrong.. Ethan never acted without purpose. A private investigator? No. No, this had nothing to do with her. This had everything to do with control. "Who is he?" Lena asked, hard-pressed to keep her voice level. Ethan smiled. "His name is Malcolm Pierce. He's the best. He does security checks-making sure everything is in order. I just want to ensure there's nothing... disturbing."

She carried it over to the coffee table and set it down, eyeing the spread with clear suspicion. “Hmm,” she muttered, glancing at me. “He’s really treating you like a princess, huh?” I waved my hand quickly, defending myself. “It’s not like that, Lila. He’s just… being nice because I got hurt in his house.” Lila raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. She picked up a strawberry and popped it into her mouth. “Nice? Hazel, you have killer looks and a body that could make any man lose his mind. No one is this ‘nice’ without wanting something. You should seduce Cassian and make him your sugar daddy. Think about it — €800k salary, this big mansion, private driver, and a man like that in your bed?

She breathed out. Her life felt so perfect it scared her so much. She had the husband of her dreams. He did everything right, and almost always said the right thing. It was as if she was some in some kind of fairytale dream and soon enough she’d wake up then it would all be gone. She fixed her hair and sat down as he showered. *** In Suncity, Love scrolled on her f******k lying on her bed. She paused coming across a post by some motivational speaker.

It's still bad, but at least he has some human decency towards our sister. Ashton Nord is the last one. And he's my favorite out of my brother's whole posse, if I'm being honest. He's pretty sweet, has morals and is kinda handsome, not gonna lie. Although, he basically is a walking god like the rest of them, but he doesn't take advantage of that by using it to lure girls in. No, like I said, Ashton is the only one with morals. But he's also really quiet and quite scary. I would make the argument to say that he can be the scariest out of all of them.