Pursuit To Perfection Novels & Stories

I understood the command and hastened to comply with the orders. This little mind is a treasure, and I am sure she will become a beautiful woman when she grows up. With a soothing music vibration filling the room, I regained my original position on the bed and lay on my belly, gawking at the screen. “Mom, why would he want to find a perfect girl?” And there, my angel clicked something inside me. I gave her a flying kiss to give me something to write on. Perfection is an illusion; it’s a metaphor to recreate your expectations in a human form. It is okay to search for the one, but the question was, would you be able to fulfill her requirement of perfection?

I know the type very well, that'll do anything you want for a better chance at work and raise. It isn't that I have anything against it, but I prefer someone in it just for the sake of it and not for a raise or promotion. I was waiting for Kate to come up to me, I want to bend that ass on my desk. It is what it is and I want her bad. She's been my obsession since the moment I saw her. It'll be great if she is just into it as I am or else I'll have to work on her. I prefer the chase but I with her I have to have her.

Aminah's voice was lighting up now and I just had to reason why and how everything always seems to excite her. "It's all mapped out already. The school authorities already know who'd end up with which post. All the campaign whatever is just for formalities." Kunle answered her but I could barely decipher his words anyway. My attention was on Kunmi who was busy wringing her fingers together, her eyes solely focused on them as if the most intriguing thing in the world. I felt my lips stretching into a lopsided grin without me meaning to. "Yeah but then, it's still fun. I'm so going for the post of the social perfect girl. Babe, don't you think I'd be perfect for the role?"

I let my anxiety get the best of me. “You overthink everything too much. We came here to celebrate your internship at Santiago and Associates law firm, right?” She asked, stating the obvious. I nodded at her. “Do you know what that means? Sweetheart, you got into the best law firm in the States! Only one in every ten thousand applicants gets in and you got in. That definitely calls for a celebration!” “But—” “Nope,” she shook her head. “No buts. We've come this far already and we're definitely going to have fun tonight before your big day, okay?”

"Fi, let's aim for Murlowton U together. We'll go to the same college, and after we graduate, we'll get married!" Back then, his eyes sparkled brightly, and his gaze was filled with me and only me. And so, from then on, I woke up at 4:30 am every day and didn't go to sleep until midnight, all so I could get into the same college as him. I hadn't had a real weekend in years. Any spare time I had was spent doing practice exams or rushing to tutoring sessions. Three years. Over a thousand days and nights. And now that Murlowton University was within reach, Preston was the one pushing me away with his own two hands.

ELIZABETH We were always in pursuit of perfection and after getting it all, what else? The need for Perfection was by far the greatest flaw of any man and I found myself succumbing to the same fate. I have gotten the revenge I had spent the last five years of my life looking for but still had no satisfaction—It was all like vanity. To make matters worse Riel had incessantly been talking about his father, in a way it seemed like the two had a bond I couldn't quite describe almost as though they were meant to be with each other all this long while.

She headed towards the elevator, determined and focused for her goal. “This is it, Valerie. You are one interview away from setting your plans in motion. You must win this.” she said to herself as the elevator door closed. Valerie was back and out for revenge. R Holdings was a big fish she had to catch. Once she can secure herself a spot in the company, everything else will fall into place.

“Because if we let Malone win, we lose everything we stand for.” As Ava left the boardroom, her phone buzzed again. It was Roman. “How’d it go?” he wondered. “They’re in,” she said. “Good.” His voice carried a calm pride. “Now we move fast. Malone’s already looking for his next move.” Ava paused. “You’re putting a lot on the line for this.” “So are you,” Roman said. “But that’s the only way to win.” Before she could react, another call came through—this one from Evelyn.

"The Scar of the Origin is retrieved. The last remnant of our traumatic past is neutralized. But you achieved it by deliberately introducing imperfection again, Rix." I looked at the inert vault containing the ancient data dust. "Perfection is the goal, Regulator, but calculated imperfection is the necessary tool for ethical interaction. We have learned that the truest geometry is one that can safely fail." The Alliance had finally, completely, moved beyond the founders' dogma of absolute control.