Perfect Love Novels & Stories

“Are you perfect?” “No.” “Then why should your future wife have all the pressure to be flawless? It’s okay to be annoyed at the person you love sometimes. It’s natural if something they do makes you sad, or if you do something that is less than optimal. We all make mistakes. If that’s why you’re still single—because you’re looking for Miss Perfect—you are going to be single for a very, very long time.” “I don’t think I’m expecting her to be perfect,” Parker said with a frown. “Just the relationship.”

This place also holds hidden memories with someone. Those black onyx eyes are now closed. A thin smile appeared on his lips. He completely could not care about the icy wind and snow that covered his shoes. His ice-senseless body sculpted on the edge of the lake. The dark eyes open again while remembering a memory. Memories with the girl who made it this way. His first love. “I miss you.” 🌷🌷🌷 Note : *Yeobseyo from Korean language that means Hello. (commonly used in telephone conversations).

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!"

"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.

"But I'm not that good." Rowan raised his hand and brushed my tears away. "Love has never required perfection. It only requires you to be you."

It teaches patience, forgiveness, and the courage to try again. Emily and Denovon’s journey showed that love may bend, but it does not break when two hearts choose each other every day. Their family became the proof that happiness is not found in perfection, but in the small moments—warm hugs, shared laughter, and the joy of simply being together. Love is sweet. Love is unexpected. And when it finally finds you, it reminds you why every struggle was worth it. THE END

Before she could finish, her assistant wheeled Laila out of the operating room. The three of them immediately surrounded her, too caught up to hear the rest of what Healer Petra had to say. And my body? It was tossed aside, left in the cold morgue like nothing. A wave of sorrow washed through me. No one cared about me when I was alive, but I couldn't believe that even now, after I was dead, no one bothered to claim my body. Did I really not deserve to be loved? I had already given in over and over again, always trying to please everyone. I didn't ask for much—I just wanted Mom, Dad, and Simon to love me a bit more.

With a gentle tug, he drew her closer, his face inches from hers. "Elena Wellington," he whispered, his voice low and husky, "will you marry me?" Elena's eyes widened, her pupils dilating in shock as Ethan's words hung in the air. Her lips parted, and a soft "Huh?" escaped her voice barely audible. Elena's eyes fell to Ethan's hand, her eyes fixed on the small, velvet box he opened, revealing a diamond ring that sparkled like a star. Her breath caught in her throat as Ethan slid the ring onto her finger, the diamond's facets glinting in Elena's hand trembled, her fingers closing around the ring, as she stared at it.

She is my drug, my sweet addiction, my divine kiss and my only downfall. "My love, everything I do is worth it, you'll see that you won't regret it," I hold her tightly in my arms, my nose in her perfumed hair, "I promise that today you will be the only precious jewel that my heart, mind and body will desire to pamper and have."

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.