Quotes About Perfection

"Sweetie, are you coming? I'll wait for you at our usual spot." Henry Lane is about to go to bed when he receives a voice message. It's spoken in Rushky. He turns his back to me as his face lights up in joy. Then, he answers in Rushky, "Of course. I love you." I'm about to fall asleep, but I jolt when I hear that. The sweet voice on the other end of the line rings out again. "Your wife won't find out about this, will she?" "I'm talking to you to her face now." Henry snorts. "We're speaking in Rushky; she can't understand us." My heart twists painfully. It turns out he's never loved or truly understood me. He thinks I'm just a housewife whose world revolves around him; he has no idea I once studied in Rushnia for two years as an exchange student. I suppress my sorrow and heartbreak as I caress my belly. Then, I make an appointment with a local hospital for an abortion.

She bumped into him when she tried to escape from her abusiveboyfriend. The first met that caught his attention. Fate brought themtogether again for the second time and he became her life saver onceagain. Since that day, he declared to himself that he wanted to knowmore about her and more importantly he wanted to marked her as hisgirl.The abusive boyfriend ended up being an advantage to him. He forcedher to be with him with the excuse to keep her safe."Did you..did you tell them about Matt?" She stuttered as if she was scared to mentioned the name in house."Do you want me to?"No..""I won't tell them about him.""Promise?"I nodded my head, "Promise but with one condition." Now I killed her smile and replaced it with a curious look."What?""Marry me.""What?!""Be my wife."He loved. She hated.He approached. She escaped.He confessed. She rejected.Between persistency & stubbornness who will win?Read the love story of Dominic and Arabella to find out how he try to winher and marked her as his girl.

Ella is her name. She's just an ordinary girl. Oh, wait, is she really as ordinary as we presumed about her? Allora, you can't guess it right. For she herself didn't know about her true identity. Living in a ramshackle hut with an old man with whom she had no blood relation. There's nothing extraordinary about her lifestyle or even her. She wakes up, prepares breakfast for both of them, and then the old man leaves of food hunting. They're living an extremely poor life which is a common status in her surroundings. And one day she had a mysterious dream, the one she had never thought of. Not even in her dreams! Her 18th birthday was coming right after two days and she's having his dream as a present. Well, a present worth it all. Forest, wolves, handcuffed maiden, and the demand. A two-word demand, asking for the keys. What keys those strange, voiced creatures were asking for? Whose keys? She didn't know but soon she will know.

“Shut the fuck up Carter, I don’t give a damn about you.” Mariah spat at him with her eyes blazing and Carter only smiled. “You do give a damn about me sweetheart, your body still remembers her lord.” Carter replied with a smug look on his face. “You are lying, and don’t call my sweetheart” Mariah fired back and Carter stepped a little too close, making the sirens go off in her head. His closeness was doing thins to her body. “With this” He smirked before he smashed his lips against hers, all anger melting out of her body. ______ Mariah had one wish, never to meet Daniel Carter anymore for the rest of her life. After her marriage of barely three months crashed, Mariah picked up what’s left of her broken soul and she went home to Mama. She never wanted to be associated with the Carter name anymore or get involved with the man bearing the name. Five years after Mariah had brought the jewelry line of her grandfather back to life, it was about to be taken away from her. Her grandfather had given the entire company to Daniel Carter as their wedding gift and now she is about to lose the only thing keeping her sane to the same man who took away her sanity in the first place. Daniel Carter had a simple offer for her in exchange for the jewelry line; she had to get married to him again!

The sequel of 'The Broken Mafia Trampled Into Her World'. Anderson's family is back! More stories about their marriage life with overload cuteness of their little princess, Andrea Anderson.

Samantha Samina Samuel is a 24-year-old girl, a sweet, understanding, generous, softhearted woman, and the beauty she had was a bonus. After her grandmother, who took care of her until she grew up, died, her uncle Arjo sent her to Manila for some reason, and she will meet her Lola Facita's best friend named Anghelita Chuena. And there she will meet kaizer, the old grandchild of Lola Anghelita. The first time they saw each other, they already hated each other. Until Kaizer got drunk one night and he mistook Samantha for someone else, her first love, who he thought had already passed away. And suddenly the girl showed up, and Kaizer was being cold toward Samantha until he kicked her out of their house, and he didn't know that Samantha was pregnant with their child. Samantha's parents know about the cruelty and did Kaizer to their daughter. They get forced together to get revenge on Kaizer by bankrupting the company he manages. Until he knew about Samantha's pregnancy, and he also felt missing pieces on him and a craving for Samantha's presence. He begged Samantha's parents to tell about where she is, but her parents were not just simple people but the biggest and most powerful mafia, and they wanted to test how serious Kaizer is about wanting to have Samantha back. Will he still take the risk and give up everything he owns just to find samantha's and take her back?

He wanted a housekeeper not a tainted virgin.What Damien found was purity begging to be tainted. Now, he’ll ruin her, softly, cruelly, completely. Barely nineteen and untouched, Elara never thought her first job would place her inside the fortress of a man like him. Damien kael doesn’t request. He commands. And the innocent little maid is about to learn what obedience costs, one breathless gasp, one sinful punishment, one wicked whisper at a time. Dark. Seductive. Obsessive. She thought she was hired to clean his home. She didn’t realize she was stepping into his lair. Elara is broke and desperate, so when a maid position opens in a billionaire’s estate, she takes it, unaware that Damien kael is a man who doesn’t believe in boundaries. He’s older, merciless, and dangerously magnetic. She tries to leave, but he isn’t letting go. He doesn’t want love. He wants loyalty. And she’s about to learn what it means to kneel. As their twisted bond deepens, pleasure collides with punishment, fear tangles with desire, and innocence becomes his obsession. But Damien’s darkness runs deeper than she imagined and claiming his virgin maid isn’t about breaking her body… It’s about owning her soul. Mature Content Warning: This book features explicit sexual content, dark dominant/submissive dynamics, psychological tension, and a dangerously obsessive hero. For readers 18+ who crave power, seduction, and raw intensity.

It's about a girl who abandoned her family to get married to a man who later betrayed her and she regretted ever getting married

I'm reading a book about a boy who bullies a girl, but they end up in love? Screw that; if it were me, I'd ruin the plot.

It was my 30th birthday, and my husband said he had a surprise for me. However, on the day of my birthday, he was nowhere to be found. I called him countless times, but no one answered. Just as I was about to panic and consider calling the police, I happened to see a post on the social media feed of his female secretary. “A typhoon hit, and my boss was worried about my safety, so he personally took me home. How wonderful! I’ve got a guardian angel for myself!” My anxiety turned to cold calm in an instant. I commented on her post: “Traveling during a typhoon is dangerous. Tell him he doesn’t need to come back.” Not long after I posted the comment, my husband called. “Kelly, I was only concerned about the safety of my subordinate, and yet you’re thinking such vile thoughts. “Birthdays come every year. Missing one won’t kill you!” You were right. Birthdays came every year. But there was no way I would celebrate them with you.