Perfect Love Book Novels & Stories

I begged her with lots of crying n drama to convince her to move in with me. Aarti, a real beauty, she is an artist And me, I am the agony aunt of our group, I have done my degree in management and I am working as a personal assistant to the CEO of Carter Industries. My love life? You need to read this book to know. ______ Hey Readers, I am starting with my first book at Goodnovel I want to thank all of you for giving me love and confidence to start with this story. Hope you all will like this one. Thanks

However, one thing was for sure, she will never regret her decision to choose Deric as her companion for life. In the end, the perfection of love can only be achieved when both hearts can accept each other's flaws. True love was still present in everyone who believes. "I really love you, Deric." END

The feeling was better than last night, it was more intense and passionate than what Daniel expected. Daniel moved slowly to the shower head without disconnecting his lips. The cold water was perfect, but Daniel thought he should switch it to something beyond perfect. He turned it to warm water, as the water poured through their skin and their lips locked perfectly in a kiss, one looking at them would say their body was molded for one another. They looked perfect and so in love as each kiss meant a thousand words, not being able to be explained. The love they felt for each other could already be seen in the hot steam that was already rising in the bathroom, casting a smoky atmosphere on the

Never Again 🌷 “He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love is hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is pe

I watch as the words come to mind but never leaves her lips, she has been rendered speechless. "The thing is, Becca, there is no perfect lover; we are all flawed, but knowing those flaws and still loving with all your heart creates perfect love. I will never look further than you, my love. If my heart is a flower waiting to bloom, your love is the only sunshine it needs." "Josh?"

she rants but I just kissed her and she smiled. We might fight, she might not admit to what I want to hear but it doesn’t change the fact that we are perfect for each other. The end.

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"Randall, you're a selfish bastard! You don't understand what love is at all! You don't deserve to be loved!" I listened to her insults, yet I didn't feel the slightest ripple in my heart. Maybe she was right. Maybe I didn't know what love was, but at least I finally understood what it meant to let go. "I wish you happiness, Celina," I said before hanging up. Her tirade was cut off abruptly. I let out a long breath, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief. However, when I looked up, I found my parents standing not far away, watching me with complicated expressions on their faces.

he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. Tears welled in my eyes, not of sadness, but of an overwhelming joy. “And you’re mine,” I replied, my voice barely audible. In that moment, surrounded by the muted chatter of the fundraiser and the gentle strum of a guitar, our love felt like a tangible force, a glowing ember at the heart of our shared existence. It was a love that was both exhilarating and grounding, a wild, beautiful thing that had found its perfect, peaceful harbor in each other. The world outside our bubble of shared emotion faded away, leaving only the undeniable truth of our connection, a truth that felt as solid and as unwavering as the earth beneath us. We were the perfect

“My Forever Love” I guess there was truth in the saying if life were perfect, it would be boring. I watched her walk towards Blake. She sat on his lap, weaved her hands around his neck, and kissed him on his lips. It was not just a kiss, she molded her mouth into him, and my eyes flicker, mouth open as I thought he answered that passionate kiss. I stopped breathing and felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. Do you know the feeling that you can hear them, but you seem to be far away? It was exactly what I was feeling right now. I didn’t know it was possible to have that extreme pain yet not feel it.