Picture Perfect Novels & Stories

The pics changes from time to time. To be continued.

God, this man knows how to read me, it's incredible that without looking at me, he can deduce what's true. "No." "You are the epitome of sensuality." "What?" I question with wide eyes, as I arrive in the dining room, I get comfortable. "Yes, that's what they've been saying in the comments on the photo my mother posted on her F******k profile," he grabs his phone, unlocks it and shows me, my eyes widen even more as I see the eight thousand comments and five hundred thousand likes. What is this? This happened in just a few hours. "You can have breakfast," he puts down his phone and returns it to where it was, "you don't have to worry, things are going well, we're the perfect couple."

" Dare," " Cool. Show me your hot pic. I guess you had some photos on your phone." he asked as his eyes moved to the phone in my hands. Do I have any hot pic? First of all, I can't say I'm hot by myself. " Let me see," I opened my gallery and searched it. Every picture of mine is innocent-looking and cute. How am I gonna...Oh, god, I spotted it. A picture of me in front of the swimming pool in bra and panties. Is it good?

She really took her time to ankle herself at a place where she would capture everything—the pause, the position of our hands, the lighting of our faces and how they had slighly ankled to welcome the kiss, our slightly parted lips, the emotions—everything is perfectly captured, and no one would even be dumb enough to ask what was happening in the picture. “You both agree with me, right?” She breaks the silence, dropping the unnerving, tormenting picture from our faces. “It looks like some kind of abomination was just about to take place, right? Would someone care to explain what in the devil's name is happening between you two?” She asks, shoving her phone in her pocket and crossing her arms

Absolutely perfect. ~The End~

It was as if none of these options aligned with the vision I had been nurturing in my mind. Regina’s smile didn’t falter, but her eyes held a glimmer of something I couldn’t quite place. “I know this is what you would like,” she said, pulling out another photograph from her bag. As she unfolded it, my eyes widened in surprise. The design in the new photo was exactly what I had been envisioning—a blend of elegance and functionality that spoke directly to my taste. The countertop featured a mix of polished stone and rich, wooden accents, harmonizing beautifully with the kitchen’s overall aesthetic.

Intrigued and somewhat apprehensive, he opened it to reveal a shocking and explicit image of a woman named Penelope. The picture displayed Penelope sitting in her personal car, her tight top struggling to contain her ample cleavage. It was a provocative sight, one that seemed intentionally designed to entice and shock the recipient. Liam's initial reaction was a mixture of temptation and disgust, as he grappled with the unexpectedness of the image.

Another guy, wearing his eyeglasses, made him look like a geek, but what really got my attention was the girl who seemed to be in all the pictures. She was stunningly beautiful. She was grinning with Blake in one picture, and they seemed very happy. One picture fell from the album, and it was them again, in their scuba diving suit, her hands were weaved at the back of his neck, and his arms were on her waist. My heart went to my throat as I read the message at the back. ‘My forever love’. I closed my eyes and sighed. Paintings can never be perfect, no matter how the artist wants them to be. I took the picture and slid it into the pocket of the luggage.

Monalisa suddenly fell onto the ground, her whole body quivering frantically like someone who is convulsing. “You better not die on me, Monalisa,” Hamilton muttered, squatting beside Monalisa and waiting impatiently for the result of his action. “What have you done to me?” Monalisa muttered when her quivering body slowed down a bit, her gaze on Hamilton who was squatting beside her. Hamilton let out a wicked grin as he saw that her body was responding positively to the bite. “Now you are going to live by my side for as long as I want.” Hamilton said inwardly, the wicked grin still on his face.

“Of course, it was so hilarious. Your facial expressions that day are unforgettable” Still laughing, she says “I know, you've still got all those silly pictures in your phone”. “I won't lie, most of them are cute and the others horrible. But then, it was worth it. I am happy I got to capture those moments”. She runs her hand through my curls as Marilyn used to, “You are so sweet Anna”. I don't say anything else and just watch the boys who are playing on a big field not too far away. Andrea's phone rings again, and I can see the caller ID. It is Mariquita calling. She picks it up, “Hello”.