Perfection Synonym

Without Kaelen's knowledge, I had his little plaything sent out of North America. That same night, he cast a blood-vine curse on my parents, banishing them to the wilds—a wasteland prowled by rogues. He was going to trade my parents' lives for the whereabouts of his plaything. Kaelen pushed a communication crystal in front of me. Inside it, my parents were ensnared by blood-red vines, the thorns digging deep into their flesh. Drops of dark crimson blood fell, one by one, onto the barren earth. A countdown timer pulsed in stark red digits on their chests. 23:59:59 23:59:58 He sat across from me, a black suit tailored to perfection molded to his lean, powerful frame. His long fingers tapped a light, steady rhythm on the solid wood table, as if he were waiting for a trivial business deal to close. "Estelle, you have twenty-four hours." His voice was low and calm, laced with a venomous tenderness. "Tell me, where did you send Cassandra?"

Solana Reev is a rising star who devoted her whole in protecting her image. She was seen as the epitome of perfection but behind the perfect facade a woman who longs to be loved by her mother hides. Solana did everything to please her mother and when her mother chose to remarry she didn't object even though she found out that her mother will marry the father of Alton Sanders, the man she desires for a long time. Solana accepted the fact that she completely lost her chance on Alton but resisting her true feelings is hard especially when Alton boldly expresses his interest towards Solana. Will Solana give into the fire of her desire even though it means giving up her career and her mother's love or she will continue to resist the temptation to protect her image and to be accepted by her mother?

"Ava, now!" Virin's voice sliced through the suffocating darkness, sharp and urgent. My body moved before my mind could catch up, legs burning as I sprinted toward the van where Kyra and Priti waited, their faces pale with terror. "Run! Faster, Ava!" Priti's frantic scream tore through the night, her fists slamming the steering wheel as if sheer willpower could propel me forward. My lungs screamed for air, my legs trembled with exhaustion, but I couldn't stop-not when freedom was just ten steps away. Ten. Nine. Eight- "Ava!" His voice cut through the chaos, low and venomous, freezing me mid-stride. It wasn't a command. It was a threat-a promise of destruction. "If you don't stop right now, I'll kill everyone who dares to stand between us!" The weight of his words coiled around me like chains, choking the air from my lungs. I knew he didn't bluff. I knew what he was capable of. "Not now, Ava! Run!" Virin's desperate voice shattered my paralysis as his grip yanked me forward, dragging me the final agonizing steps to the van. We tumbled inside, slamming the doors shut. For a fleeting moment, I dared to look back. There he stood, his figure looming in the distance, chest heaving with fury. His dark eyes burned with a rage that made my stomach twist. Slowly, he raised a finger, pointing at me. "You are mine," he growled, stabbing the same finger into his chest. Over my dead body. ***** Ava's life once seemed perfect-best friends, a family she adored, and a love that felt like destiny. But perfection shatters. Caught between two men-one who sparks a fire she can't extinguish, and another who offers solace laced with shadows- Ava is thrust into a web of secrets, lies, and dangerous temptations.

Language used: ENGLISH • • • • Don't Let Go Trilogy #1 • • • • When I was just 5 years old, I used to love grandma's stories. Like, having an arranged marriage and being in love. It was magical but now that I really think about it, it's a bit silly. Why? It's simple. Less freedom. Girlfriends. Boyfriends. Sleep-overs. Parties. Journeys. You can't possibly do all of those things when your hands are tied. Besides, what if you don't love that person? And that you'll never, ever, learn to love that person? Can't you choose the person that your heart wants instead? Seriously, love is complicated. • • • • • Kira Castelle is an amiable, easy-to-talk-to, and a laid-back 17 year old lady that has sworn to put love aside and continue reaching for her dreams. Not until a perfect storm happened. When females turn 18 and males turn 21, they are assigned a marriage partner by the government. With this, they just have to wait for the country to find their compatible partner and become happy. When Kira Castelle finally turned 18, she has to meet her partner. Neal Valastro. A drop-dead gorgeous man of stone. He's the epitome of perfection and Kira's polar opposite. The problem is, will this work out just fine for Kira? Will she ever be Ready? or Not? • • • • •

She is a free spirit, trapped in a bird cage of death, danger and despair. Little Alessa has always known one thing above all- she was born to be the perfect Principessa of the Cosa Nostra, the Italian Mafia. She was urged to smile when asked to, laugh even when the jokes were anything but funny, charming to all who were allies. She was perfection incarnate...well, that's what they think. They know nothing of her wild abandon, of her plans to be anything but the perfect princess, royalty of a world dredged so deep in blood, she choked on it. Her plans to run were absolute...well, until HE came along. The mysterious Pakan-a Don like her father- shielded by the shadows that he ruled from. He was the anomaly that she least expected. He destroyed her plans and she hated him for it. So why then does her heart beat so fast when he is near? Why is he the one she thinks about before she sleeps? Why does she so long to see him when she's sad? She wanted the freedom, the life beyond the shadows and explore the world. But Emerald colored eyes, cocky smirks, rough hands, cigarettes and darkness were starting to look a little more appealing...

“Farewell to you who never deserved the love I gave. I want you to suffer as I did, to feel the pain as if they were your own; every agonizing second of it.” I smirk as my throat stings, coughing up more blood. Tears streamed down his bloodshot eyes, a satisfaction I never expected I’d feel at my dying moments.  “N-no! I’m sorry, please . . . please don’t leave me!” he held me close to his trembling chest, his sobs reverberating through the air — the last I breathed in before I gave in to death’s arms. Or so I thought.  In a world of power and love, Morana Everette, the Luna of the Dark Moon Pack, basks in a life of perfection until fate intervenes. Her husband's true fated woman emerges, shattering her idyllic  existence and casting her aside. In a final act of sacrifice and a dying curse, she finds herself swapping bodies with her husband, and with his emotions still intact, she is forced to experience the attraction towards the girl who ruined her life. While Logan experiences the agony she once endured in her past. As deities continue to play with their destinies, emotions run high, loyalties are tested, and the cruel game of switch unfolds. Can they break free from this cycle of misery, or will they forever be bound by fate's twisted design? *** The novel is Written by Dinni Dee and By Miss Joye's Outline. The novel is copyrighted by Ideaink Six Cats.

This book contains Mature contents. Selfmade Ruthless Billionaire and CEO of Vi tech Enzo Casello has his rules, sets his priorities, all that Enzo wants from his employees is absolute perfection towards their duties to his company, making sure all ideas put through. His old employee who had been working for a while knew this routine, until the only person who was capable of driving him insane, not only with her clumsy behavior, perfect body, and that sensual inviting lips came into his company. This person was no other than Lilith Romero. Enzo could swear with his life the moment his eyes landed on Lilith that he knew her from somewhere. But where?

“Marry me!” he said, seriously. She chuckled “Is that an order?” “It's a request.” “You know, you have this habit of not giving me other options when you give your ‘requests’” She said with a teasing smile. “There are other options. You either marry me, or I marry you or we get married. Your choice.” Angela, a twenty-three-year-old, is trying to make ends meet. She meets a stranger in a store and slapped him due to an argument not knowing he's her future boss. But when her future boss Tristan, enraged by her action, finds out about her past, he uses it as leverage to make her work for him as his personal assistant. At first, Angela resents Tristan for using her past against her, and the two clash constantly. Tristan is demanding and expects nothing but the best and perfection from Angela, who finds herself struggling to keep up with his high standards. As they work together day after day, Angela begins to see a different side to Tristan. He may be demanding and harsh but he is also kind and thoughtful, and Angela finds herself slowly falling for him. Tristan, too, begins to see Angela in a new light. He admires her hard work and determination, and he can't help but be drawn to her fiery personality. As they spend more time together, their feelings for each other grow stronger, but Angela is still haunted by her past, and she worries that Tristan will never be able to look past it. In the end, Angela must decide whether to let her past define her or whether to trust Tristan and let herself be vulnerable to love. Tristan, too, must decide whether to let go of his past and embrace the future with Angela.

Perfection is something we all desire but what happens when the desire for perfection becomes the sole foundation of our life? In Eliza's case, things take a nasty turn. Hearts get broken, bodies will be found, blood will be shed, and a monster will be made. Beauty is pain. Eliza can testify to this. But how much pain will she have to go through, to remain beautiful? Get your blankets and your holy books. It's about to get real...

His name is varga monti His name is the definition of perfection He is worldly famous,controlling one of the biggest companies in Asia.. He is that man that every woman wants but can never get. Every man envies him. But varga lives a life many people fail to understand, He has never been seen with a woman before whether in private or public.....ever Rumor has it he is gay,others say he takes in lovers secretly who disappear after satisfying him but others believe he has been involved in an accident which roasted his male parts Could there be any truth in these rumors? Well lets find out in MONTI'S SECRET LOVER