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Remember, what you reject today will become someone else treasure tomorrow, and by the time you realize that it will be too late for you. All humans are beautiful. Don't let social media and perception fool you into looking for perfection. Again, it's okay to have a preference. - This book is a work of fiction. The characters, events, and places portrayed in this book are products of the author’s imagination and are either fictitious or used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author. - The beginning... MEREDITH:

I complain. "You are perfect , you don't need to change . So, take my word and stop punishing your body for being the way it should be ." He says,"Besides, I like you the way you are." My heart melts at that and I grin , unable to help it. "Now, after this, I am taking you to eat. No excuses." He says and heads inside the library. I followed his lead. The bookstore/Library is huge, with great architecture. I immediately find myself walking towards the novel section. I pick a few good ones .

Seema turned. “Come in.” Adrian’s PA stepped in, holding a small black gift bag. “Good afternoon. I was instructed to deliver this.” Seemah frowned, watching as she placed bag on her desk. She slowly reached inside, pulling out the book. “Is this printed?” “You didn’t specify condition, only that you wanted it. It’s every page. Bound. Yours.” Seemah blinked. Then the PA pulled out the wine in shock. “Where did you get this?’

Amanda made a monologue while shaking her head. *** "I've warned you, someday you will get karma of what you've done. So, why are you begging me again?" "Look, this is a price you get for what you did!" The man returned to sipping the green tea that the waiter had just served. *** A perfect couple is creating by two imperfect people who don't want to give up building a relationship. ~BebbyShin~

It's still bad, but at least he has some human decency towards our sister. Ashton Nord is the last one. And he's my favorite out of my brother's whole posse, if I'm being honest. He's pretty sweet, has morals and is kinda handsome, not gonna lie. Although, he basically is a walking god like the rest of them, but he doesn't take advantage of that by using it to lure girls in. No, like I said, Ashton is the only one with morals. But he's also really quiet and quite scary. I would make the argument to say that he can be the scariest out of all of them.

But she needed answers. --- The following morning, when Ethan was out gathering firewood, Lena took the opportunity to nose around the cabin. It was rustic but comfortable, with modern amenities blended in very unobtrusively with the natural surroundings. In the study, she encountered a bookshelf containing novels and travel books. Among them, there was a book that stood out: The Art of Deception. It did not match the other books. She became interested and pulled out the book from the bookshelf. Leafing through the book, she let a piece of crumpled paper fall out, wafting towards the floor.

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After that they distributed books together, then they sat in their respective places. "Turn to page fifty-six chapter Factors of Plant Growth and Development!" Mrs. Maria's command. Markonah's mind was still jumbled. "Geez, could it be... I... like..." Markonah turned back stealing glances to see Tukijo. She didn't expect that Tukijo would caught sight of him. "What is it, Markonah?" asked Tukijo. Quickly, Markonah turned to her original seat position. Her heart was beating faster.

she continued, voice barely above the rain, “the only thing I was afraid of was never getting the chance to choose you again.” His chest tightened. “Lisa…!!” She reached for him then, fingers curling into the front of his shirt, not pulling him close….just anchoring herself. “I don’t want perfect,” she said. “I want honest. I want this—whatever this is—messy and real.” Grey rested his forehead against hers, breath mingling, rain blurring the space between them. “You have me,” he said. “No filters. No omissions. Even the parts I hate.”

Megan was panting, and I didn't stop kissing her as I tasted her cum, and I realized what I had missed for eight years, and I missed this woman, and she is the only one who made me feel this way. I slowly moved upward, kissing every part of her perfect body going up to her flat stomach. When I found her perfect breasts, I couldn't stop myself from rubbing them, and I took her hard nipples one at a time, and I caressed her clit with my fingers, and I could feel her wetness on my fingers, and I never stopped giving her what she wanted.