Bubbly Personality Novels & Stories

I hoped to never repeat this experiment. From a safe distance, I studied this mysterious side of her. She flirted and giggled while twirling a piece of hair around her finger. Sammie’s lovely alter ego looked so pretty, especially when she smiled. Next to Sammie’s vibrancy, I classified the bartender as average-looking. His human status created little cause for concern. Yet her interest in a human shocked me. Her tastes usually swung furry and to the prickish personality.

Each of them was vastly different, offering personalities that kept me guessing who they were. First, there was Zephyr. He was the life of the chat, always ready with a clever joke or a quirky meme. His messages were filled with energy, and his effortless charm often left me laughing out loud something that my family couldn't give me, happiness. He seemed genuinely interested in me, asking about my day and sharing hilarious anecdotes about his job and how boring it was. Zephyr was like a burst of sunshine, he is a jolly good fellow although, I haven't seen his face, but I couldn't help but look forward to the messages. He told me, everything about his look, judging from his description of hi

He was scared that the guy did something towards Kara that was so unacceptable. “Well… He actually doesn't like me…." Kara said softly, with her head down, as if she was staring at her feet. "Why? What's there to no like?" Jake was baffled. Kara was a pretty girl. Yeah, she might be more on the chubby side, but that did not change the fact that she looked really cute. Her personality was also very bubbly and bright. She only mostly shows her bully and petty side towards him, so basically, anyone boy could easily like her.

I said in an annoyed tone. "One of my many wonderful traits." He chuckled. "More like annoying. What do you want anyway?" "I honestly don't know. I'm just looking for someone to talk to." "So, why me?" "Well, Bambi there preferred lesbians." Pointing his glass to a blonde girl talking to another girl. "Red head, too annoying." Pointing his finger to a red haired girl talking to a guy. "And blonde's too predictable." Pointing to a blonde girl surrounded by a lot of guys. He took another sip from his glass.

Tommy said. Her enthusiasm was often infectious. And blessed with excellent communication skills, she could sell anything to almost anyone! Her friends said that she could easily impress you with her wit and humor, leaving you entertained. Besides, her spontaneity adds to her natural charm. Smart and sharp as she was, shying away from voicing her opinions was never her style, because she was an intellectual lot

Me: . Piper: ??? Me: I can't walk, Piper. I'm embarrassed to have people see me like this. I'm thirty-two and using a walker like I'm ninety. Piper: Operative word...walk(er). She's all over the place the last couple of days. Hot and cold. Grateful and heedless. She's becoming Sybil, and I never know which personality I'm going to get on a daily basis. Today she seems to be Positive Polly while I'm pairing up with Captain Jackass.

I told him warm water after a shower was for people who wanted to become human soup. He had laughed then. Actually laughed. Damn it. Memories should come with a delete button, or at least a warranty. I took another drink and lowered the glass. “Amazing. You remember my opinion on water temperature. Medical science should study your brain.” “I remember important things.” “Ice water isn’t important.” “It is to you.” That sentence had no right... So I did the mature thing and looked at Poppy. “Why is Bunny wearing a tie?” Poppy instantly came alive, as though an adult had finally handed her the stage. She ran to the middle of the “office” and lifted Bunny high enough that his ears flopped forwa

…bastard really hung up on me? I sit in silence for a full minute, scowling at the wall like it’s responsible for my misery. What Henrik said really bothers me. Standards? Personality? I have those! I want a woman who makes me laugh and has the kind of body that gives me a hard-on when I’m supposed to be listening to her talk about her day. Personality? Please. I have so much personality that I’m not legally allowed in plain shirts. “Personality,” I mutter out loud, testing the word. It sounds like a disease. Or a protein shake flavor. Nobody wants that. They want shoulders and abs. And I want a woman who—

Another awkward moment. "Idiocy is neither age nor gender specific. Look at Buffy, she's a fifty year old man dressed up like a woman and she can babble just as incoherently as Fabiola," I joked as I readied my bike. "That is something else you are going to have to pay for," Buffy growled. "Usually I get a whole lot more pleasure before this level of suffering begins," I muttered as I pedaled away.

Debby saw the dragonflies flying in front of Lilly as if they were lining up and making unusual movements. "Sorry, but may I ask who you are?" Lilly asked politely. “Luna Lilly doesn't need to apologize to us. We know that Luna never saw any of us before. Luna, let us introduce ourselves as water pixies, people also often call us water fairies. But we prefer to be called Bubble.” “Bubbles?” Lilly repeated in surprise. “Bubbles? Where?” Debby looked confused. Lilly looked at her and she wanted to laugh. She will explain to Debby later.