Perfect Peace: A Novel Novels & Stories

The tenth time my parents flew more than six thousand miles to meet their future son-in-law, Nathaniel Prescott refused to show up. He ignored my calls and never replied to any messages. After God knew how many cups of coffee, I received an update from my best friend, Isla Monroe. Eight photos of snowy scenery surrounded a picture of two intertwined hands. The caption read: “Check-in number ten. He's perfect in every way.” My fingers curled into tight fists. It took twenty-seven calls before Nathaniel finally answered. “Where are you?” Howling wind rushed through the phone, followed by his distracted voice. “Out. What’s up?” “What’s up? This is the tenth time! My parents flew all

My jaw clenched so hard it hurt. I felt sick to my stomach. The sight of them made my skin crawl. I swore I'd throw that bed out the moment I got home. Just the sight of it made me want to puke. After they were done, Talia curled up against Damian and spoke coyly. "Damian, what if Elise still doesn't lose the weight? Won't she be humiliated if I'm standing next to her at the wedding as her maid of honor, looking way prettier than she does?"

Another line formed. Slower this time. More deliberate. IT WAS PERFECT Her chest tightened. “Perfect for what?” A flicker. Then— CONTROL The word landed like a weight. Of course. That again. Always that. “You call that perfect?” she asked. No immediate answer. Then— NO CONFLICT NO LOSS NO ERROR Her breath caught. “That’s not perfection,” she said. “That’s absence.” A pause. Longer this time. The glow dimmed slightly— then surged back. Stronger.

I try my best to compose my self, the last thing I want right now is for a scene to be created right here on the road. Annalia’s melodious hums of 'Grace' by Rachel Platten fills my ears, instantly drifting my focus away from what happened earlier and veering the ‘words’, down to the back of my mind. A group of noisy teenagers approaches us from behind, jumbling my thoughts and cutting off Annalia’s hums. “Why do they have to be so noisy”. I grunt and rub my forehead. “Excuse us”. Someone from behind announces quite rudely. I grab Annalia’s hand and drag her to the side with me.

But then he realized something when reading it. Mingchan was holding that thin page and staring at that panel where that robot guy was being kissed by a woman. “W-why is this so familiar?” Mingchan asked himself as the My Perfect Boyfriend w*****n was based on their true to life story. Mingchan was reading everything. He could not stop laughing and giggling until he reached the latest episode.

Mom diverts the topic and let me inside the room. I nod and walk inside while my eyes find Sara in an instant. She is a rainbow in this dull room but sadly I can’t do anything to get her out of here. She is the only female apart from mom and Aunt Rosie who has the liberty to speak to me in whatever way she wants. We have always been the partners in crime ever since Lucas and she were born. “She looks so peaceful, doesn’t she?” Mom speaks standing beside me, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Yes but I don’t know, if I should feel happy that she’s feeling peace or sad that she might not want to return from this peaceful slumber, Mom.” I continue while staring at Sara.

However, Claire suddenly widened her eyes and pointed at the woman assaulting me on screen, shouting, "Honey, I know who that person is now! It's not me!" She looked at me with loving eyes and said, "Honey, there's actually something I've never told you. Ever since my legs were paralyzed, my mental health has been unstable. I often dream that I can stand up, only to wake up and realize I'm still disabled. Later, I became so disoriented that I couldn't tell reality from dreams anymore." She continued, "I've seen a doctor about it, and she can testify for me! I must have been in a dissociative state, so I manifested a second personality. She's the one who hurt you, not me!"

I also didn’t know if I would see my kids or if my unborn child would survive. But now even though Nathan was still on the loose and somewhere out there, I felt something I hadn’t felt in a very long time. I felt somehow at peace and it wasn’t the same type of peace that came from everything around me being perfect. It was the type of peace that settled on someone knowing that the worst had passed and that our nightmare had come to an end. I was happy that Nathan—the man who had not only haunted me in my dreams but also in real life, the man who had ripped my world apart and made sleeping a nightmare had finally backed off and had a new goal.

The silence made her heart pound and she could not keep her eyes away from his. “For a moment I thought I was dreaming,” he muttered to himself. Well, that was understandable since it was a citation neither of them expected to happen. “I’m not giving you this book Ace. Just let me pass so that this can go by peacefully.” “Only if you tell me what’s the big deal with that book,” he said. “There’s no deal.”

My Perfect Abrupt Marriage Chapter 4 Cardyn’s When I regained my consciousness, I was lying on the bed without no one by my side. My head was quite aching making me inadvertently shaking it, intending to remove the headache. The last thing I remember was that man who pulled me into his arms and kidnapped me! Where did he… Oh, this is my room. Why am I in my room? Wasn’t I in his car and tied up?