The Perfect Storm Novels & Stories

Someone interrupted Tolase cutting her off and even though the whole class turned back to look at him, I did not need to turn back to know that it was Alex but I did anyway. "I mean, they were just young boys on a flight to an excursion and they ended up stranded for days on an island while killing, torturing, and partaking in savagery things. They would have never done that if they weren't triggered, if the plane hadn't crashed, in they were in the safe comfort of their homes and familiar spaces."

I switch it on then looking for entertainment news or show then suddenly a news caught my attention. ‘Breaking news one of the hottest supermodel now in America Miss Shane Sandoval is in a relationship now with her co-model Alexa Gray.’ My tears ran down to my face immediately watching Shane’s interview together with her new partner. They’re so sweet together, like a perfect couple of the century. I stand up but my legs are shaking and my body is trembling in anger. I'm lost now. I lost the woman that I love so dearly with all of my heart because of that one stupid mistake.

Only forward. Only into the storm.

Because love was a storm, and storms destroyed as much as they gave life. “I don’t need perfect,” Blue whispered back. “I just need real. Can you give me that?” Eli nodded slowly, his hands trembling as they tightened around Blue’s. “I can try. No—” His voice steadied, fierce with conviction. “I will.” The storm outside raged on, but inside the loft, something shifted. The tension that had once threatened to break them softened, though it didn’t vanish. This was not the end of their struggle—it was only another beginning.

(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.

BOOM! The sound made everyone flinch. It was loud and it for sure reached a far area. With that loud of an explosion, it sounded like they had taken out the entire river. If Ace was in charge of the Paria-Drae operation, then he would destroy Estril’s side and then put up a border between the two countries preventing the other side from getting through as he used the side that was on Paria-Drae to get the gold. It was his team that got back to the camp first. The distance between the Fort Brimburg and the royal capital was a lot, but he hoped that they got there in time to take out any enemies that could have been there.

She swung her fist again, accidentally striking the woman. The woman shouted, stumbling black. The environment fell silent, all eyes on Elena. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry Jasmine! Elena said, her face pale with shock. Jasmine's eyes blazed with anger, her face reddening. Without warning, Jasmine's fist, flew towards Elena's face, giving her a hard punch. Elena's head snapped back, as Jasmine's fist made contact with her cheek. Her face stung, with the force of the blow sending a jolt of pain through her skin.

Justin peered curiously, asking, "Who's that?" We were dining on the balcony of the ship, surrounded by a stunning night. The cool breeze gently caressed us, while the moon's silver glow illuminated our faces. The stars sparkled brightly above, creating the perfect romantic setting. As I glanced at my phone, I hesitated, unsure if I should reveal the caller to Justin, who sat at the opposite end of the table. The name "Aiden" flashed on the screen, and I debated whether to answer, pondering Justin's reaction.

“I question the old man, and he studies me in silence. “If you do, then you would understand why I'm here. “I reply, and he shuts his eyes and inhales deeply. “You really want to be perfect, huh? “He questions and I stare at him in silence. “I believe you've heard the saying, beauty is pain. How much pain are you willing to go through, and how beautiful do you want to be? How hungry are you for perfection? “He questions, and I scoff. “ I'd bear any amount of pain to shut my Aunt up. To be a god who would stun everyone, and be mindlessly worshiped. I'm not hungry for perfection, I'm starved for it, and I'd go to any length to attain it. “I reply. Burning as the occurrence from the party repla

Perfect. .. .. THE END