Perfect Love Book Romane & Geschichten

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.

“They are perfect. This is perfect, my love.” THE END

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

"Let's get out of here and celebrate, because then I'm taking your ass home and having my wicked way with you." I can't help but marvel at how damn perfect life feels. And that has everything to do with Cole. The man I love. Who loves me in return. Faults and all. END OF BOOK ONE: STAY

She pushed the confusing feeling aside and replied with a shake of her head, "I had no idea this was one of your favorites, Eli. I simply saw it on the shelf and brought it along." She then showed him the book she was holding, titled "I Am Waiting For You", before adding, "I love reading this book whenever I come to the library." Elliott's breathing hitched slightly, realizing that this was the very novel she had once enjoyed reading. Seraphine, oblivious to Elliott's reaction, explained with a smile, "I'm completely drawn to the main couple of the story. Their love keeps them apart—one sacrifices everything, and the other pursues him passionately but can never truly reach his side.

Then he showed him the last message I sent before boarding my flight. Sebastian opened the message and read it. "Sebastian, I tried for three years. I don't know what I did wrong to make you hate me so much. I've used up all my love and burned through every ounce of pride. I slammed into every wall. I've let go of every bit of resentment and accepted my loss. "From the cracks you left me in, I learned that you were only ever capable of surviving hard times, never sharing good ones. Sebastian, I'm not guilty at all. The problem lies with you. You broke your promises, and you were the first to let go."