Perfect Love Book Novels & Stories

The thought that this would be her last book made Angel even more determined that everything she wrote had to be perfect. An hour passed quickly. Angel's eyes began to feel heavy as a sign that she was sleepy. After that Angel turned off the laptop, then she turned around and found the two people she loved the most in this world were fast asleep. Angel smiled as she smoothed the blanket over Harriet's small body. Just as she was about to wake Sean up, the movement of her hand stopped first. Angel could see that Sean's face looked exhausted. Sos he didn't ask Sean to help her onto the bed.

“Maybe that’s why I need you. You don’t let the chaos win.” She rolled her eyes, trying to deflect all the sweet praise from what he said. “You need me because I’m good at my job. Don’t make it personal.” “It already is,” Roman answered, his voice lower. The air moved between them, the lines she had boldy tried establishing blurring in ways she wasn’t ready to accept. "I am going to rest my head" Ava said closing her eyes immediately as she tried to ruin the weird tension. By morning, Ava’s phone buzzed with hundreds of messages. The article had gone viral, and the damage was spreading. Clara called first, her voice rigid.

She fixed my hair that covered my face and wiped my tears, “Miss Roxy, I am here with you, you can share your problems with me. I am willing to listen and help you with all my might. I stared at her and I began to cry. “Shane, you know how much I love you right? You are the only one for me. Please don’t abandon me like this.” I hugged the woman in front of me. I kissed her lips and caressed her slim and soft body. She responded to my kisses passionately. Her lips are soft and moist. I lay her on the couch and slip my hand inside her clothes. She flinched as I caressed her soft breast. “Ro-xy..Mnmm..” I stared at her, “Shane, I love you so much” I took off my clothes and kissed her again inti

Sarah sat on the floor by the door, her heart reaching for his. Their magic flared as both fought pain and sadness. Matthew wanted her in his arms to hold and kiss. She was perfect for him and he didn't want anyone but her. "Please, baby, just let me in. I love you, "he sniffles out. "I love you Matt",her voice shook, but it still hurt. He didn't push Cara away and didn't tell her off. They were perfect together but still young. Perfect love sometimes meant perfect pain - a lesson they were both learning the hard way.

She loved reading stories about girls who had suffered unjustly but had happy endings at last instead of reading stories of vampires, witches and werewolves which was the most preferred among the people in her city because she does not believe in its existence as most of the people do, she found such stories scary and preferred happy ending books like Cinderella's. Monalisa slowly lowered her gaze to a book in her hand which was still about Cinderella, this was the only Cinderella book she had left because the others had been burnt by her aunt Lila and her daughter Annabel who was about the same age as she was. “Cinderella and the seven dwarfs,” she muttered, running her fingers tenderly at

"Yeah, I've read it like a million times anyway, now it's your turn." "Thank you." I hug the book. - Do I give you a book and hug him instead of me? He asks, feigning disappointment. I approach him and give him a hug, I separate and go into my room to put the book away, Cris hugs me from behind and begins to kiss me, he turns me around and kisses me, at first it was a soft kiss, then it increased in intensity , separates and gives me a smile. - Shall we watch a movie? -Question.

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.

“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.

She threw herself into his arms. "Really? You really love me?" "Of course, my baby," Liam said, holding her tight. "That woman was just a tool, a stepping stone. You are my whole world." They clung to each other, as if no one else existed. The crowd murmured in understanding. "Oh, so that's how it is!" "Marriages for business are common in high society." "Mr. Vance and Miss Chloe are the real love story!" "That wife is just a tool. She deserves it!"

The school's very own golden boy. I mean, being the football captain and having some of the best grades in school really puts him up there. And don't forget, him and his girlfriend are the "it" couple around here. And almost everyone envies them. Everyone wants what they have: an undeniable love that is just so obvious and so . . . powerful. It's something only few would ever experience in a lifetime. I don't necessarily envy their love, unlike everyone else, I just envy his girlfriend. And I have no shame in admitting that fact.