Perfectionist Book Novels & Stories

I disliked it because it made me feel exposed in front of him and everyone else. What made it difficult was that it never addressed my issues. It simply enhanced it. “If I were you, I wouldn’t have gotten myself into this mess in the first place.” Naturally, he would express that. Interestingly, I would also find myself making the same statement. I wondered if I was a perfectionist, striving for perfection in everything I did, regardless of the circumstances. That is why whenever I want to achieve something, I won’t give up if I don’t get the result I wanted.

He walked to the bookshelf and tidied the book at the perfect space of two centimeters, scaring the manager who was standing right behind him. Nick is a perfectionist and a clean freak. He doesn't like things, that are not in order, or that are not thoroughly cleaned. He then sat on his CEO chair and gestured the manager to start. The manager, who was already sweating, despite the room being fully air-conditioned, started while explaining this year's quarter reports and accomplishment. After he was done, he patiently waited for Nick to speak, while he was engrossed in reading something from the file. “So, you are telling me, that this year's quarter although reached its expected target, yet

"With the suits, the clean record, the world that expects you to be a civilized man? Do you wish you had stayed there?" "Never," Lukas answered without a single microsecond of hesitation. He reached out, his fingers brushing against the front of Daniel’s shirt, tracing the hard, unyielding line of his chest. "For years," Lukas continued, his voice dropping into a quiet, meditative rhythm, "I spent my entire life chasing perfection. Clean balance sheets, flawless corporate strategies, high-society approval, and a respectable life that everyone could applaud. I thought if I polished every rough edge, I’d finally feel safe. I thought perfection was what kept the ghosts away."

I added, and he looked at me confused. “We see many people in our life who are perfect and imperfect as per our list, we have in our mind about perfections and imperfections. Just because one person is the perfect doesn’t mean that he is perfect as a partner to any person too. So Raj is the perfect guy I can ever know which you too accept, but he is not perfect for me.” I said explaining everything. He nodded after a few minutes and said, “You need not resign and my asking you to do that is my stupidity.”

He smiled until his dimple formed. Udin looked back and found Tukijo daydreaming. He threw an English dictionary measuring 5×8 cm with a thickness of 2 inches towards Tukijo. However, Tukijo had strong instincts. He immediately caught the dictionary with his hands. "Caught. Bleeeee," teased Tukijo sticking out his tongue. "I'll keep this dictionary, how does it feel to follow English lessons without a dictionary?" Tukijo's behavior made Udin annoyed. "Return!" Udin was standing on Markonah's table preparing to ambush Tukijo.

Lucero asks behind me. I hope so! "Hurry up, woman," she raises her voice without stopping my walk. I don't want time to be my enemy, so I force my feet to fly and not just walk. "It's your fault because you walk like a roadrunner," she complains. "Good afternoon, welcome to Impossible Desires!" A girl approaches the showcase where I am looking for something I don't know. Sometimes I feel like my consciousness wants to escape from me, and I'm pretty sure that if someone hears me, they'll say that I've become crazy, and that's where my mother will have me committed to a psychiatrist.

Episode 1. "How do you expect this to attract readers huh?" My boss complained throwing the paper at me. "The title is whack!!" He yelled, thank goodness I didn't flinch this time, I guess I'm already used to the way he does shout at me. What was I expecting before? I know he can't praise me!!! Ever since the manager has been changed he is not always happy with whatever we are presenting to him which is not even encouraging, as our boss he is supposed to encourage us...

Suddenly Allen's cell phone rang indicating there was an incoming message and it turned out to be from Zeyn. My Perfect Husband : Honey, you're ready, huh. Later, we will check your content and take a walk so you don't get bored at home. Allen smiled reading the message, even at work, Zeyn was still thinking about Allen. Zeyn is the perfect husband. Without waiting, Allen immediately replied to the message saying that he would get ready. And without lingering, Allen immediately went to the bathroom, he didn't want Zeyn to wait for him a long time later, especially since Zeyn was tired of working.

It started with sincere love and kindness because doing such things costs you nothing. Thanks to Mr. Stephen, people like him made me a princess overnight. And those that had given up on love, destiny, family and hope... I've come to realize that nobody is left behind. No matter how perfect, or imperfect you think you are. I want you to know that life isn’t meant to be lived perfectly…but merely to be LIVED. Boldly, wildly, beautifully, uncertainly, imperfectly, magically LIVED. Since no one is perfect, it follows that all great deeds have been accomplished out of imperfection. Yet they were accomplished, somehow, all the same. There is nothing more rare, nor more beautiful, than a woman bei

One profile had a red tab attached to it. *Adam Kareem.* Senior Systems Administrator. Anderson Group. "Who is he?" Daniel looked up. "The first door." Victor settled back into his chair, completely at ease while Daniel stood there feeling like the floor was tilting beneath him. "Adam has gambling debts, significant ones that keep a man awake at night." Daniel flipped through the pages, seeing bank statements, casino records, loan documentation all meticulously organized. Someone had done serious research on this man. "He's desperate," Victor continued, watching him. "Desperate people make mistakes and mistakes create opportunities for us!"