Perfect Peace: A Novel Novels & Stories

Peace’s eyebrows twitched, and she seated herself back in the seat. “What is it?” She asked. “Can you talk to me less robotically?” Isaac asked with dissatisfaction. Peace didn't respond for a few seconds. Then she slowly placed both of her hands on the table and leaned a bit forward. Her eyes filled with curiosity. “I have heard many things about you, Mister. Mendoza, but right now you are making me believe that all of them were just flying lies,” Peace replied. “Things? Like what?” Isaac asked with amusement. “That you are a perfectionist, and that you are a cold and ruthless leader that knows nothing about forgiveness,” Peace stated.

She answered. “But...how? I mean---” “It’s simple Acry,” She said and stood “She’s the girl who tamed Chaos.” She grins and walks out of the house leaving us shocked. What the f*ck? Is Chaos really in love with Peace? Chaos, the man that is also known as the devil killer, the man that has a chaotic life, falls in love with a girl that always likes a peaceful life that is opposite from what she has? Peace Ellis POV

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

Because in the dark no one can see, no one can know how hurtful it is. If when he was a child, he wouldn't cry even if he was beaten to death, but now he is so weak that just a little pain can cry. Maybe the older we get, the faster we cry... "Where is its hope?" Little Clause hugged the trembling body, it was like a wind that drifted everywhere without stopping. Where is the place of peace? Where is home called? Maybe those things are too luxurious for him so God can't give him five times seven times. "I'm dead, will anyone cry?"

explained Trisno. "Okay, don't be more than ten minutes late," said Cecep. Meanwhile, in class XII Natural Sciences 2. "Ah, it's really peaceful without Cecep and the gangs." Tukijo sat leaning back in his chair watching Udin's back. "Oh yes, I forgot there is still another culprit who always causes trouble. "Huft ...." The child sighed.

Aᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's Nᴏᴛᴇ For everything in this journey of life we are on, there is a right wing and a left wing: for the wing of love there is anger; for the wing of destiny there is fear; for the wing of pain there is healing; for the wing of hurt there is forgiveness; for the wing of pride there is humility; for the wing of giving there is taking; for the wing of tears there is joy; for the wing of rejection there is acceptance; for the wing of judgment there is grace; for the wing of honor there is shame; for the wing of letting go there is the wing of keeping. We can only fly with two wings and two wings can only stay in the air if there is a balance. Two beautiful wings is perfection. There is a

she whispered, stepping out. ******* The Café: A Brief Refuge The café was a striking departure from the sterile, high-pressure environment of Wellington Holdings. Its interior boasted a delightful blend of rustic warmth and contemporary elegance. Exposed brick walls were adorned with shelves of books and curios, while vibrant greenery hung in macramé holders from the ceiling. The air was saturated with the scents of freshly brewed coffee, spiced chai, and warm pastries, providing a temporary relief for Amelia’s frayed nerves.They opted for a secluded booth, far removed from the bustling groups of customers. Jake signaled the waiter and made his order without checking with her—he chose a str

The score was neck and neck, they just needed 2 more points to beat the other team and if someone could score the perfect touchdown, it would win the game indefinitely. We all held our breath as the ball was tossed to Avery and he got into position to huck it over the defence line to Aiden who rushed to the other side of the field with blinding speed. It was a perfect pass made by Avery that he caught with ease and went to make a break for it instantly. “Yes, go, Aiden!” I screamed across the field.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was thick with tension, particularly between Amanda, Zion, and Ayva. Their stolen glances at each other were subtle yet noticeable, and Ayva clenched her fist by her side to keep herself calm. Amanda's parents seemed completely oblivious to the underlying tension. "Ayva, I must say, you are the most beautiful pregnant woman I've ever seen," Brenda Kerrington complimented with a smile. "Oh, thank you so much. You're too kind," Ayva replied, mirroring the expression, although her smile seemed forced and insincere. The way Zion nervously twiddled his fingers under the table spoke volumes - he clearly didn't want to be there.

Everytime I tried, I got bored after the first chapter. My mind was still racing after I put the dagger away and when I was still wide awake an hour later, I gave up any hope of sleeping. I started wandering the massive house and found myself in a small library. It was calming in here. Large windows on one wall let in the moonlight and the lamps were a soft yellow that gave it a warm feel. It was silent now, aside from my footsteps, but I still could imagine just how magical it felt when the piano at the center of the room was being played.