Perfect Love Novels & Stories

Ravyn paused and went still, her blue eyes holding an unknown emotion. Sephora continued, "You like it that Joe will never be perfect, that he makes mistakes and he has short-comings in his character - you cherish that. You've come across perfection before, through Vince, and you've experienced what perfection requires - how boring it is, how predictable, how perfection can only take you so far. Joe is far from perfect, you're right. But you know that when he loves, his love is deep and genuine and something that he doesn't just give away lightly. You don't want someone perfect, you want someone that's real."

He avoided my eyes and I knew I was right. “Listen to me carefully because I won’t repeat myself. Let me tell you what according to me my Mr. Perfect is; a guy who knows how to make me happy, who shows me that I’m loveable, who kisses my flaws away and tells me I’m beautiful every day, who treats me like I matter the most in his life, who tells me that I brighten up his mood just by existing, who makes me feel alive, who makes me feel like I’m no different from others but yet I'm special for him, who knows when I’m happy and when I'm not and need a mood lift, whose smile is enough to cheer me up, a guy who I love and who loves me back with same insanity.” I opened my heart out for him. A sma

"You killed her!" Evelyn froze. She fought to sit up, fear evident in her eyes. Tears flowed down her face. "I didn't want this... I love you. I truly love you." Her voice cracked. "What woman would willingly watch the man she loves marry another?" She sobbed helplessly, desperate to find even the smallest mercy from him. However, she forgot one important thing—Adrian had been a dominant force in the business world for years. He was known as the cold prince of Ashbourne and had once been famous for his indifference. He had never genuinely cared about anyone aside from me.

“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 breathed out. Her life felt so perfect it scared her so much. She had the husband of her dreams. He did everything right, and almost always said the right thing. It was as if she was some in some kind of fairytale dream and soon enough she’d wake up then it would all be gone. She fixed her hair and sat down as he showered. *** In Suncity, Love scrolled on her f******k lying on her bed. She paused coming across a post by some motivational speaker.

You broke your promises, and you were the first to let go. "No!" Tears poured from Sebastian's eyes like rain. "Tess… You were always the one I loved most!"

Joelle "So where does this leave us?" he asked, his voice carrying a hint of uncertainty, as I took slow sips from my cup of coffee. "I don’t know," I replied, the words slipping out hastily, carrying the weight of my own confusion. "Us." The word echoed in my mind, carrying a weight that stretched far beyond its simple letters. Could there truly be an "us"? The past weeks had woven a tapestry of emotions, where he had become a haven, a sanctuary in the midst of my chaos. Each visit to him had turned into a lifeline, a respite from the challenges of reality. But was he more than that? Or was he merely that, an escape, a temporary refuge from my troubles? I felt butterflies in my stomach ever

Kissed her forehead. Then shook Rowan's hand. "Take care of my girl." "I will. I promise." They stood before me. Holding hands. Smiling through tears. I took a breath and began. "We're gathered here today to celebrate love. Not perfect love, because perfect love doesn't exist. But real love. Messy. Beautiful. Enduring love." I looked at Rowan. At Sarah. "Rowan and Sarah have chosen each other. Not because they're perfect. But because they're perfect for each other. Because they see each other's flaws and love anyway. Because they choose each other every day."

I watch as the words come to mind but never leaves her lips, she has been rendered speechless. "The thing is, Anastasia, there is no perfect lover; we are all flawed, but knowing those flawless 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." "Sebastian?"

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.