Pure Pefection Novels & Stories

[note to QI: above line says perfume too, so I kept this neutral/vague by changing to liquid] She then glared at me and asked, "Did you tamper with the perfume, Helena?" I shrugged my shoulders, looking completely innocent. "What on earth are you talking about? Why don't I understand what you're getting at, Queenie? Is it possible that your perfume has simply gone bad?" Queenie asked through gritted teeth, "Didn't you realize that the person who uses this perfume can't actually smell it? How did the perfume I gave you end up on my vanity, Helena?"

“Me, you, and one very smug cat.” He chuckled, tapping the cardboard cutout. “You mean Purrspiration Extraordinaire?” I laughed so hard I nearly spilled the coffee. The velvet-curtained windows caught the fading light, and for a brief, perfect moment, it all sank in. My dream wasn’t a dream anymore. It was real, loud, messy, and full of love. Exactly the way it was meant to be.

He asked rubbing his well shaped nose on Adele cheeks before he moved towards her ear and whispered. “Because you are my fated perfection” he whispered before he looked at her green eyes which turned teary. That’s the first time anyone ever told her words to make her important. Gently Harden took her lips again, this time so slowly but full of wants, Adele gave him back the energy, all the time she wanted so bad to have him it’s here so she let herself free, free from not just her desire but also her life and the world happening around her……

she rants but I just kissed her and she smiled. We might fight, she might not admit to what I want to hear but it doesn’t change the fact that we are perfect for each other. The end.

Amanda made a monologue while shaking her head. *** "I've warned you, someday you will get karma of what you've done. So, why are you begging me again?" "Look, this is a price you get for what you did!" The man returned to sipping the green tea that the waiter had just served. *** A perfect couple is creating by two imperfect people who don't want to give up building a relationship. ~BebbyShin~

" I lied. I didn't tell him that in that moment under the chandelier, what I actually thought was, 'What a shame. I haven’t even had the chance to enjoy life yet.' Sure enough, Ethan’s head dropped, overcome with shame. Convinced he loved me, he drowned in regret for everything he had done. I soothed him gently, "The past was over, and we should part on good terms." Nevertheless, Ethan clung desperately to the idea of keeping me. He dragged his injured leg just to buy me my favorite chicken pot pie. However, my long-time habit of eating too fast left me with a painful ulcer in my mouth. He brought me a bright yellow designer purse in the shade I’d once adored. Now, just the sight of it sent

Peter said in his reply to me. Peter baffles me a lot most of the times because how and why is it possible for a single human to be so perfect without flaws, I used to think it’s impossible for any human to be alive without flaws but meeting Peter, I had a change of thoughts, it’s totally possible because Peter is really without flaws! Because how is it possible? How? How is possible for a man to be so understanding and calm? He is extremely sad about all this that’s happening but at the same time he still trusts and believes in me! I have never ever in my life met a man born of a woman that’s as perfect as he is.

“Keep your eyes on me,” I never knew what perfection was like. But this right here, right now, it might just be it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * TAYA’s POV :

(THE PERFECT ONE) “THE perfect one.” Nate could only clench his hands into a tight fists. While he couldn’t dare to say a word, nor argue anymore with Haruna. All after what she just said to him and the truth that they are all approaching the end. “We both may be the offspring of the prominent ones in our respective world and book, but only one of us is the perfect one.” Haruna suddenly whispers. Holding back her emotions to draw that certain regret and pain not towards Haru, but all to herself. A fact that Nate is never dumb to not read and recognize, yet he chooses to stay silent regardless of things.

Ezra moaned like I was unmaking him. “You’re beautiful,” I whispered against his skin. “I—I didn’t think you’d want me like this,” he said. “I thought I had to be perfect. Pure.” “You’re perfect because you’re messy,” I told him. “Because you want this so badly.” He nodded. “Please. I need it.” I took my time prepping him. Fingers, slick, soft kisses as I stretched him gently. He gripped my wrist, trembling but not stopping me. “It hurts a little,” he whispered.