Pure Pefection Novels & Stories

Zoey gasped at the show of my power while I just smirked and took off her pants only to be greeted by a lacy maroon red thong. I didn’t bother ripping the thong away and moved a bit back before adjusting myself for the view I wanted. Zoey stared at me with curious eyes while I bought my left hand to her dripping core and moved my finger from her swollen clit to her dripping entrance. Her cum seeped into the thin material as I felt the wetness on my finger while Zoey tried to get away from me. I stopped her and shook my head before taking away all her doubts. “Never doubt your beauty, Zoey. You are the most beautiful female and you don’t need to shy away.”

Perfect. .. .. THE END

“My perfect sub.” ---

Ravyn paused and went still, her blue eyes holding an unknown emotion. Sephora continued, "You like it that Joe will never be perfect, that he makes mistakes and he has short-comings in his character - you cherish that. You've come across perfection before, through Vince, and you've experienced what perfection requires - how boring it is, how predictable, how perfection can only take you so far. Joe is far from perfect, you're right. But you know that when he loves, his love is deep and genuine and something that he doesn't just give away lightly. You don't want someone perfect, you want someone that's real."

The sound is sharp and wild and completely unafraid. Theo turns toward her, irritation flickering for the first time. “You find this amusing.” She straightens, rolling her shoulders back, silver light pulsing faintly beneath her skin. “You always forget the same thing,” she says. “Every time you talk about perfection.” Theo watches her closely now. “And what is that.” “That perfection includes the will to choose,” she replies. “Even if the choice is death.” Before anyone can react, she moves. I barely see it happen.

“What are you saying, Poppy? No one is truly perfect. I'm not even the ideal wife. My husband has his shortcomings too. None of our kids are without their faults. Take Faith, for instance—no matter how kind-hearted he is, I wouldn’t call him perfect. Maybe as a partner, yes, I believe he’ll be a perfect husband for you. But he has his weaknesses too, which means he isn’t perfect either. Every person has their own unique set of flaws, whether they’re physical or mental. That’s what makes us special, Poppy. It’s perfectly okay not to be flawless. Those imperfections help shape our identity. If everyone were perfect, we’d miss out on the chance to learn and evolve. Our mistakes and shortcomings

She quickly shifted her focus on the stone to avoid Erebus's gazing. It was a BEAUTIFUL stone. It was in a very simple shape, ordinary even, like how ANY stone you could imagine, yet you cannot really pin it down and say there's anything special about it. It was the PURE definition of a stone. Anything more or less about it, minishes it. It was a stone. It was all stone. The shape was so perfect that every line and curve was JUST right, and you feel pleasure, just by fixing your eye on it.

“Don’t do this, please. Forcing me to watch these movies is equivalent to brainwashing. Not to mention it’s completely opposite to Camp Unplugged’s principles. This isn’t you.” “How do you know who I am and who I’m not?” Ms. Perfect says icily, turns her back and walks away from Kate. Her silhouette disappears up the steps and then the doorway of the hatch doors. Kate listens to the click-clack of the trademark stilettos and then the soft squish of grass after that. When she’s sure the camp counsellor is gone, Kate pumps her fists in the air and silently screams: Yassss! She also does a small, spontaneous victory dance.

Silence Confusion Then Realization Eryndor’s eyes narrow “…Something imperfect.” Vireon nods “…Something contradictory.” Aurelion breathes out softly “…Something unstable.” Theodore smirks slightly “…Something like us.” I almost smile “Yes.” Because perfection is its strength So imperfection Is the one thing it can’t optimize cleanly The Final Plan “We stop trying to be better,” I say I look at all of them “We become unpredictable again.” A pause Then I finish “But this time… deliberately flawed.”