Novel & Cerita Perfect Love Book

To those finding true love: true love,is always understanding,it patient,it stays,it shares your pains and joy And in the last line of the book, she wrote: Love, the kind that stays, isn’t loud. It’s steady. It lingers. Like a whisper at the edge of sleep. Like hope. Like home. it every thing that will ever complete you THE END Dear Readers, please drop Your comment for the review of this book.... and get ready for my next book.. thank you!!!

He even looked handsome sweating. "What do you think about me?" I asked him. "Well..earlier..when we got married..I thought you were this silly, rude and annoying girl.." "But now..?" I asked anxiously. He dropped what he was doing and faced me. We both stared with a smile across his lips. "But now...you're perfect," he smirked. I blush. What did he say? Am I perfect? He said I was perfect. According to the book. You find your partner perfect. He likes me. He likes me.

"My Maya has never talked back to me before, or am I dreaming, as you said?" "I like to change things up a bit," she shrugs, patting the space next to her. I moved closer to her and we lie down as I pulled her into a tight hug. She wraps her legs around me, burrowing her face against my chest. As she drew different shapes on my chest, I comb her hair with my fingers, and we stay like that for a long time and once again, I'm overwhelmed by all the emotions I felt for this girl. Lying there, I observed all her perfections and flaws. I knew that in the real world, there was no such thing as a perfect lover, but knowing those flaws and still loving them creates somewhat a perfect love. And it wa

But then you come into my view with that charming smile of yours and those kind eyes, making me forget all these thoughts. Every day you tell me how perfect I am and then you go ahead and point out all your imperfections. Do you think I don’t know you, Jonathan? I know you inside and out baby, I know your flaws but I also know that you won’t be what you are now without them. Love is not about seeing someone as perfect; it is about accepting them with all their flaws and rough edges. You tell me that you have never been in a relationship, you have never committed yourself to someone but neither have I. You say that you don’t want to hurt me but what if I hurt you? I am not perfect Jonathan. I

“And if I told you I don’t want saving?” “Then I’ll still try.” She moved closer, unafraid now. The floor burned beneath her bare feet, but she didn’t care. She pressed a hand to his chest, feeling the violent rhythm of his heart under her palm. “Because love isn’t about saving someone who’s perfect—it’s about not giving up on them when they’re falling apart.” Kael’s breath hitched. For a moment, the darkness recoiled, the god’s whispers fading. He leaned forward, their foreheads touching, eyes locked in desperate silence.

She kissed my cheek, hugged Alex with genuine warmth, and settled into the gathering as if she had always belonged here, as if the years of estrangement were a dream we had all woken from together. It was perfect. Not in the way of movies, where perfection means the absence of flaw, but in the way of real life, where perfection means the presence of love despite flaw. Where the lopsided cake matters more than the perfect one because someone who loves you made it. Where the rain against the windows is not melancholy but cozy, not isolation but shelter.

It never occurred to him that he would be making love again with her. After everything that had happened between the two of them over the previous several years, he never did have high hopes especially when she came back she was totally different from the wife he first had. When he wiped his shaft, he pulled some again and sat alongside Amelia. He wiped the moisture that oozed out of her. She yearned to take the tissue from him but he didn't give it to her.

"I started reading books when I was twelve to escape the reality I lived. I dreamed of falling in love and the perfect proposal. The perfect wedding. The perfect husband. A place where you feel safe even if you don't have a roof over your head." I look up into his eyes as he tries to read mine. My chest gets heavy as my eyes start to burn. "I may not have chosen you for a husband, but I wouldn't change my decision to marry you. I love you more than I thought would be possible. I have never felt more safe than I do in your arms. Any benefits I gain for my self interest, will be for your self interest." He brings his palm to my cheek while tracing my lip with his thumb. "I knew you were the wo

After school, Tukijo chased Markonah, who was almost past the front of the cooperative. "Markonah!" call Tukijo. "What's wrong, Tukijo?" said Markonah, stopping her steps. "Erm, that... you're going to the bakery, right?" "Yes, why?" "Emm...." Tukijo weaved his fingers against each other. Actually he wanted to invite Markonah to ride on his bicycle. However, the sound of Markonah's cellphone vibrating made Tukijo unable to continue his words. Markonah took her cell phone from her skirt pocket and saw that there was a call from someone. Tukijo glanced at Markonah's cellphone and found the contact name 'My Love' which made her cellphone vibrate.

Thought he was angry at me all this while, since he never smiled at me, but just as he heard about sex, his mood changed! "Don't keep your hopes too high darling, I will not have s** with someone like you, we are going home now." He said and I don't know why I really felt broken by what he said. Am I that bad? Maybe I'm not like his friend 'Penelope.' I will make sure he begs me to sleep with him, for now I need to earn in trust and I think I'm going to follow Susan's advice by seducing him. "What did Penelope say to you at the event." He asked after few minutes of silence.