Perfection Books Novels & Stories

"Oh, perfect!" ________________________________________ THE END Or not

I felt heat start to pool low and a blush start to crawl up my neck. "About his ability to make himself everyone's problem." "Well, that tracks. At least from the little bit I've known him." She leaned closer to Rowan's section and started reading the titles off like she was browsing a bookstore. The books were a chaotic mix, some genuinely useful, others questionably so, but all jammed together in no particular order. She pointed to the first spine, reading it outloud, her voice dripping with judgement. "How to Win and Argument Without Throwing a Punch."

My gaze followed him all the way out and one question lingered in my mind, "How can a man be so perfect?" ***Hi guys, the sequel will be published separately under the title; "Billionaire Series: Falling Into You." You can find it among my books. Thank you all so much.♥️♥️♥️

“What? Noooo. It’s a quote Sigmund Freud used in the beginning of his book The Interpretation of Dreams. It translates to: 'If I cannot deflect the will of heaven, then I shall move hell.'” Kate keeps looking at Ms. Perfect with bug eyes and her lips set into a thin slit like she has just bitten off a piece of green tamarind. She wasn’t off the mark when she thought this was an Inquisition and Ms. Perfect had been possessed. Perhaps, after a month and about a dozen days, Ms. Perfect has finally lost her composure and seen that Kate is a lost cause. Kate has daydreamed countless times that Ms. Perfect had a secret lever that she would pull, opening a trapdoor under Kate’s chair and sending he

“Is that so? Well, we must follow through. Our term is sacred. It rings true and real from every realm in my domain. It is constant, unbreakable but the codex was beyond my reach. Only the mother church knew its location." Ambrose wasn’t surprised by her words. She was a true stickler for the principles. More than anything, he’d taken that awareness from his few brief encounters with her. She was fair and balanced if needed, never making a judgment in urgency or out of excitement. She was perfect in every way and thought he hated perfection. But the Countess was the best ally, from the perfectionists, with her powerful focus, comes the mastery of their god-given obsessions. She was the pione

“Do you know what it feels like to be a black duck from a long line of golden gooses? What it feels like to be sidelined because you're never enough? When the one you love so dearly doesn't even regard you? Do you know what it means to have insults from family members? Morning, day, and night. Either directly or indirectly because you're not as good as they expect? Do you know what it feels like to stare at the mirror in pain because you're tired of seeing the same damn person every time? An imperfect person who has refused to improve, and is the cause of all your issues! Do you know what it feels like to want to be perfect, but yet you keep messing up? “I question the old man, and he studie

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Elena's heels glinted in the light, as Maria placed them on the floor in front of Elena. With a gentle movement, Elena lowered her feet into the heels, her toes sliding into the sleek interior. She stood tall, her leg extended as the heel seemed to mould itself to her leg, its glass surface glinting as she moved. Maria's hands went up and down, then came to rest to her sides, her eyes cast downwards as she bowed her head. "You look breathtaking."Maria's lips barely parted, her voice a soft sigh that seemed to dissolve in the air. Elena's gaze met Maria's, a soft smile playing on her lips."Thank you, Maria. You've outdone yourself."

I reluctantly agreed. My confusion did not take away from the absolute perfection of RU. Everything was so organized and reminded me of a well-oiled machine. Which was funny in my mind since that’s what they actually produce. There were so many inventions and ideas around the building. We slowly made our way over to a dimly lit section. I thought it must have been an idea that was put on hold. Until we got closer. Then it hit me. There was an arm on this table. An arm just like the one Will had. He wasn’t kidding. They literally built his arm.