Perfectly Flawed Meaning Novels & Stories

I sighed quietly and decided to maintain the quietness until a voice chimed in and broke it solely. "Who said those flaws are flaws? They are perfection unlike yours.”

I chuckled nervously. He smiled subtly and looked into my eyes, “there’s something wrong with everyone in this world, princess, but that doesn’t make them any less of a person. Having flaws is better than being fake. No one is perfect and they don’t have to be perfect. I find the imperfections about a person more attractive than their whitewashed version of themselves.” “Really?” “Yeah, you see. We say we need to find a mate or a soulmate to complete us. Why do you think fantasies like this exist? Why do you think we feel incomplete in the first place?”

I switch it on then looking for entertainment news or show then suddenly a news caught my attention. ‘Breaking news one of the hottest supermodel now in America Miss Shane Sandoval is in a relationship now with her co-model Alexa Gray.’ My tears ran down to my face immediately watching Shane’s interview together with her new partner. They’re so sweet together, like a perfect couple of the century. I stand up but my legs are shaking and my body is trembling in anger. I'm lost now. I lost the woman that I love so dearly with all of my heart because of that one stupid mistake.

she replied, “I can’t believe we are breaking history, a maid is marrying her boss.” “I don’t think anybody would believe that for you look nothing like a maid.” “But I was a maid.” “Was, but not anymore, you are my imperfect perfection,” he replied that she could only smile and wondered how can they be a perfection that is imperfect? Not getting her answer, she smiled more pronounced and listened to the priest, today is a very big day to her, a day she had looked forward to all her life with the man beside her. And she knew that just as his words ‘imperfect perfection’ confused her, so would their love confuse anyone who tries to ruin them.

A sly smile formed on her lips “Darn-tootin’! I rushed my ass right down there to see what was going on for myself, Sebastian was out of his mind, throwing things, yelling at the doctors, demanding they wake you up. It was insane, when he finally realized I was watching his ridiculous spectacle he practically assaulted me, demanded to know who sent you, who your actual parents were, that there was no way a Halfling possessed this much magic.” “I’m sorry… what is a halfling?” She rolled her eyes, “It’s a term we don’t really use because like I said before, you can come from the most powerful witches of the decade and still be a librarian, Mother Nature chooses not your blood line, nature alwa

--- --- Because as long as people could still sit in a room— --- --- And stay— --- --- Even when everything else fractured— --- --- The system— --- --- No matter how perfect— --- --- Would never be complete.

I didn’t exactly like the sophistication—Always look poised, no stain, no trembling. Just total perfection. I did maintain the order, or at least I tried to. Sometimes I wished my parents were a bit simpler. Normal. But they were not. They were the framework of ‘flawless’ everyone held up to standard. But me...I was nothing close to any of that. I was just a mirror, reflecting the side of me that wouldn’t warrant criticism from them, from anyone. The side of me that wouldn’t cause a stain on the family’s image.

Our attraction, making up for every blemish and every weakness. Our Passion was perfect regardless of our imperfections.

I said, my amber eyes flaring with a hard, defiant light. I stood up, and I didn't reach for the Void-Blade. I reached for the Mess. I looked at the Iron-Wolves of the South. They were becoming grey statues, their density being subtracted by the field. I looked at the Twins, who were becoming stylized icons of children. "THEY AREN'T ARCHIVES!" I screamed. I didn't use power. I used Inconsistency. I grabbed Félix’s hand, and Nathaniel’s, and Arthur’s. We formed a "Chain of the Flawed." I didn't reach for the "Ideal" version of our victory. I reached for the Failures.

"Probably another Derek emergency." "Can I just say—" Mia Frost threw her curtain open, clearly fired up even in the dark, "—that guy has nothing going for him except his face? What on earth do you even see in him?" Even in the pitch black, I could feel their frustration burning through the air.