Pure Pefection Novels & Stories

The staff below moved like shadows, silent, organized, polished. It was perfect. Too perfect. Because perfection here didn’t exist to comfort. It existed to convince. And Vera hadn’t yet figured out what she was being convinced of.

“Studies, sports, cooking, music, arts, dances, management, martial arts, and so on— there’s not a single thing this academy is able to teach her. She was just this perfect. The teachers can’t do anything but to follow the scheduled lessons, it’d be pretty pointless anyway. Adding her appearance, simply put— she’s the most perfect being in this academy.” …Most perfect being. Wow. Should I see this as an exaggeration or not? If it’s a being closest to perfect, then I’d agree with it— not with the most perfect being. No one in this world is perfect except the God of Creation itself. Not even the angels, not even the celestial gods, not even the twelve apostles. Anyways… I don’t think Persia’s

She moaned. “I know, perfection,” I hummed. “I love us,” Amelie purred. “I love us, too, kitten,” I moaned. “Absolute perfection.” And it was. Perfection.

she laughed at her words and left the room. She drove straight home, refreshed, and dozed off. Unknown P.O.V "Kola your next target should be Chimamanda, that stupid bitch I want to give her a painful death. I want her to watch me as I eliminate her slowly" she clenched her teeth, clasped her hands, and closed her eyes shut imagining the scene.

she snapped. Tukijo smiled, satisfied with Markonah's statement. He took the initiative to approach her and hugged her from behind. "Yes, I belong only to her." Markonah was slightly surprised. She tilted her head up to look at Tukijo's face. "Ah, why is this guy so handsome," she murmured, blushing. Markonah's height was level with Tukijo's shoulder. By tilting her head up, she could clearly see Tukijo's face.

She is my drug, my sweet addiction, my divine kiss and my only downfall. "My love, everything I do is worth it, you'll see that you won't regret it," I hold her tightly in my arms, my nose in her perfumed hair, "I promise that today you will be the only precious jewel that my heart, mind and body will desire to pamper and have."

Being semi-famous is annoying sometimes. I also have no desire to make out with Hunter anymore. Hunter is part of my Model Perfect image, we are a package deal. It's unfortunate for me, that Aftershock has a partnership with Model Perfect. We are the 'it couple' and if there is a slip up the partnership is over. Would that be such a bad thing?

One moment of love at a time. Until it became this. This beautiful, chaotic, imperfect life. Theirs. Completely, utterly theirs. And neither of them would change a single thing. Not the struggles. Not the pain. Not the fear. Because all of it had led here. To this moment. This peace. This love. Perfect in all its imperfect glory. Exactly as it was meant to be. Forever. Their forever. Always.

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.

Please believe that if I had a choice, I would trade everything for the chance to watch you grow up. Love, Mommy.] Candice cried all night long. The next day, she went to Kathleen's grave and, with genuine sincerity for the first time, said, "Mom, I'm sorry." However, some words came too late, and some love was understood far too late. Just like Kathleen had once predicted—everyone got what they wanted: a perfect and well-behaved Kathleen. However, the price they had to pay was to lose her forever.