Perfectly In Pieces Dramione Novels & Stories

Stormy Banks is an ordinary eighteen year old in college. all her life, she seemed perfectly normal until she meets Scott Bentley. Scott is a narcissistic boy with rude behaviours. He never lived a normal childhood and he wasn't planning on living the rest of his life normal, until he meets Stormy and she changes his upside down world into a beautiful chaos. But troubles and their past seemed to hunt their relationship as they move on, testing them at every turn.

Sara is used to being hated, ever since birth. Being the illegitimate step-daughter of the alpha of her pack, her life was the most mierable. She dreams of escaping the abusive household, however that becomes impossible when she is thrusted into a forced marriage barely eight months away from finding her true mate. But life as a wife of an alpha took an unexpected turn, especially when her husband turns out to be a loving one. Unexpected emotions bloom between them and they find solace in each other, healing each other's shattered pieces and deepest wounds. But just as she starts to believe in the possibility of finding long lasting happiness, fate throws an unexpected reality in her fac

Rebecca Dale, a simple woman with a dark past. For her, love is a nightmare that she never want to experience again. What if this feeling haunt her for the second time around? Is she willing to gamble for the sake of putting those broken pieces together? Or another kind of trap that's inescapable...

"Two hundred pieces of gold." I whipped my head in the direction of the voice. It was sexy and authoritative. "No. Make it three hundred pieces of gold. I want that woman." The crowd gasped. My eyes frantically looked for that person and came face to face with a man whose hair reminded me of the ashes after burning the wood. His gray eyes bore into mine. 'Mine,' my wolf uttered. "Going once. Twice. Thrice. Sold!" Master Henderson was all smiles. "The item goes to His Majesty King Elio. You will never regret it, Your Majesty." King Elio? I knew that name. The Lycan King was my mate? ------------------------------- Flora was desperate to look for Sabrina, her

The church was full of different kinds of majestic decorations. A theme of white and gold, the color that is perfectly expressing both purity and prosperity. Indeed, it is really f*cking wonderful. But then... On this fre*king wonderful day who would have thought that a mere guest like me who was forced to attend this d*mn wedding of my damn stepsister will become the bride??! “She is right here. The… bride is here. We shall start the ceremony, Mr. Morgan” “Is it her?” “Y-yes. She is the one you will marry.” “Wait what, me?!”

Known for her boldness and quick comebacks, Amelia Harper has never been one to back down from a challenge. Amelia doesn’t do arrogant CEOs and she definitely doesn’t fake relationships. She clashes with the cold and apparently, arrogant CEO, Adrian Langford. But when a high-stakes deal forces them into a fake relationship, the rules are clear: It’s strictly business. Strictly temporary and controlled. But eventually, the chemistry between them stops following the rules. And suddenly, their perfectly planned arrangement… isn’t so perfect anymore.

Kris left her wife and their girlfriend to pursue other dreams in a new town only to find herself nightly in their dreams. Will these women be able to handle the onslaught of realistic errotic dreams and move on with thier boring lives? Or will they find each other again and pick up the pieces of a shattered life they once shared?

Krystal Hugace is perfectly fine with her life. As her colleagues starts to get married and have their own families, she enjoys her free life being the successful designer that she is. Life is good. That is until she meets Christian Giannini –the CEO of the prominent and best steel exporter company of Ground Zeta– marching up to her office demanding for her to create the best pair of suit and wedding dress for his and his pregnant fiance's wedding. Krystal is not ready for this kind of commitment.

I had a simple plan. Get a good GPA, escape to college and never turn back. A secret admirer with a few temperamental issues and a perfectly possessive boyfriend is what I never wanted. What I didn't look past was the charming aura that was masking his mysterious deeds and a huge crush he had on me, the moment he laid his eyes. To him, I was the only person that mattered in life. To me, he was the one person I was running from, all my life.

By six, Amelia had whipped up a six-dish dinner with soup—Chad Felton's favorites, of course. By seven, she'd prepped his bath, complete with rose petals and candles. By eight, his slippers were perfectly lined up by the door. At nine, Chad finally strolled in. Amelia stepped up, taking his suit jacket. "Eat first or bathe?" she asked, setting the slippers in front of him and hanging the jacket. "Bathe," he muttered, eyes glued to his phone.