The Perfect Pov Novels & Stories

Third Person Pov Frank let out a slow breath, as if he had been mulling something over and finally came to the conclusion that there was no point in holding back anymore. He leaned slightly forward, hands clasped tightly between his knees, staring intently at the road as it slipped by under the streetlights.

Then I exited her room and returned my gaze to her before closing the door behind me. God! Why does she have to be so stunning that I can't take my gaze away from her? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N - Heyyyaaa Guys, late update, yes we know but this time forgive us, we had some trouble writing Logan's POV as a whole chapter but finally we made it. Please drop a like and comment on your opinion about the chapter or story in general, and make us happy! Stay safe and be healthy -N&S (Middlebencherzz)

Chapter 37 Third person POV Lucas entered the room of his sister and saw the beauty standing in front of him. He couldn’t believe his baby sister has grown up so much that she’s going to walk down to aisle today and marry his best friend. His eyes got moist at the thought while he sniffed a bit and looked at her eyes.

I believe that I always knew that a man should be my undoing, and he did break all my defenses down. Then the time has come; I close my eyes for a brief second, "You can do this." …Josh POV… I never have before experienced excitement and yet been more terrified at the same time as I do now. It is truly amazing how the things you desire can bring you to your knees. In saying this, I do mean a woman, that one such a creature can break down your defenses. I always believed that a woman should be my undoing, but this is an undoing that I do welcome. And as I stand here, I have never been so sure about anything in this life and the lifetime before.

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.

[Author’s Note: End of Mukgu’s POV] No one’s POV: After three months, Mukgu kept on failiing the interviews and all. She was really working hard for her w*****n to be approved and pass the job applications. Despite of her accomplishments from her university, the w*****n companies kept on rejecting her because of the w*****n she created. The title was My Perfect Boyfriend. It was her story with Mingchan.

"I thought they made the story feel more intimate. After all, the Moon Goddess is just a woman, an extremely powerful one, but a woman all the same. The drawings show her as a mortal being rather than the entity in the clouds we usually think of her as." I couldn't breathe. I couldn't even move as he came over and opened the book, setting it in my lap as he flipped back to the page I was on when he walked in. "Look at her, little wolf. Don't you think she looks more beautiful―more powerful, like this?" He asked. His tone was so calm, so nonchalant as he asked me to look again at the drawing of the Moon Goddess pleasuring herself on her throne. All I could do was nod. He was standing so close

I kissed her cheek and hugged her. “Okay I believed you. Can you tell me all about you too, your past lover or fling whatever. I also wanted to know all about you.” Shane rests her head on my shoulder while we are walking. We sat on the pavilion. The surroundings are beautiful and filled with beautiful flowers. The night sky is so romantic. The light that comes from the moon fills the garden and it reflects on some flowers with beautiful colors. “I love this place every time that I need to calm my mind and need some peace. I just went here, sat with wine and watched the beautiful night sky,” Shane said while staring at the moon.

Third Person POV Owain's eyes fluttered open, his gaze fixated on his beloved Keira resting peacefully in his embrace. With great care, he tried not to disturb her slumber, his heart swelling with affection as he noticed the marks left on her chest and neck. A smile graced his lips. These were the testaments to the passion they had shared. Leaning in, he placed a gentle kiss on the side of Keira's face.

He is not one of his men, he could tell as he smelt differently. “This is not the night you two die,” He groaned deeply as he felt that he had seen a replacement for Sheila and Clara and without wasting time, he charged towards the man. He caught him by the neck and before the man could scream, he pierced his fang tooth on his neck and began to drain his blood hungrily. Chico groaned furiously as he felt disappointed again by Hamilton’s failure to kill Sheila and Clara, knowing that he would not harm them after consuming the blood of the man he had caught.