We Re The Perfect Two Novels & Stories

He looped the path. “You know what? Everything I did was because I needed to be perfect. The perfect council. The perfect friend. Perfect for everything. Love is not even a thing for me. My stepfather and stepbrother wanted perfection. You! You are the only one who ruined it! Who stained it!” Josh ranted. His nerves loosened. His neck moved with vibration. His mouth never grew tired. He told everything. The pain. The stress. Everything. “Everybody expects something, but you don’t have to pretend, Mr. President.” Tristan’s voice was low. The temper in his mind cooled a bit.

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

It was so sexy. Jeremy then mindlinked me, “do you want to keep her?” I mindlinked back, “yes.” We were royal lycans, so we were able to communicate telepathically. A lost art among the lycans and werewolves. Looks like we found our princess. Matthew’s POV

It was done, and it was perfect. THE END

“They are perfect. This is perfect, my love.” THE END

Absolutely perfect. ~The End~

“You are perfect.” *~ The End ~*

Home. We were mated. Finally, officially, permanently. And it was perfect.

Almost perfect. Almost.

"Thank you precious girl he's perfect, you're perfect." THE END