Common Dislikes Novels & Stories

She, like her father, was a good listener. Of course, sometimes Liam got a little bored listening to her talk about her day, but that was perfectly normal, right? Not all couples had affinities in 100% of their interests and she understood why he didn't like to hear her talk about her work, her books, her movies and series, her anime, her dog... Well, at least they still they had a few interests in common, like comic books, although Liam hated that she mentioned that taste of his in public. “This is a child's thing! I don't know how you manage to admit to everyone that you still like that kind of thing as an adult! I know I don't have that courage.”, he had told her once, in the middle of a

“Sounds cool, i live football too. I supoort Chelsea.” “Me too.” “What do you not like?” “Um greed, talking too much, social media and short men.” The last aprt wa son purpose and he was kust laughing. “What do you have against short men?” “They arw just down to earth.” “Are you for reals? C’mon, donnot be like that,” “For me, i love working, making money and rim jobs.” “Wow…” “Yeah, i dislike seafoods, long skirts and women who cannot arch properly.”

“What does he like?” “He likes dinosaurs, cheese pizza, and winning arguments. Sound familiar?” Zane tilted his head, his smile wide. “And what doesn’t he like?” “Toothbrushes. Wake up early. And every vegetable except corn, covered in cheese. Without it, he looks at you like you just offered poison.” His brow lifted. “Doesn’t like waking up early,” he murmured, amused. “Like me.” I snorted. “Don’t start with the genetic claims again.”

I nod, mentally filing away this new piece of information about him. "And what about dislikes?" He chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "I'm not a big fan of liars, and I don't like the taste of seafood." He states, raising up his hand. "I know, I know, it's practically sacrilegious, but I just can't stand the taste." I laugh, shaking my head in amusement. "Well, lucky for you, I'm not a big fan of seafood or liars either." He grins. "Looks like we have something in common then."

Erick couldn’t stop looking at her, and she calmly and very naturally said. “That ice cream flavor is delicious, but not many people enjoy it!” Erick looked at his own dessert and, smiling, nodded, calmly trying to keep her composure, she said. “Yes! It’s true not many people prefer it! “ The girl naturally looked at his face and said. “What other unpopular things do you prefer?” He couldn’t believe what was happening, and looking around, he said. “I do not know! I have many unpopular opinions! “ The girl smiled and staring at him. She said.

Then, as if breaking a spell, he leans back and folds his arms, his smirk softening as if soaking in my laughter. We keep talking, the conversation flowing easily, naturally, like a gentle current pulling us along. I learn more about him—things that make him feel like a person separate from the shadow of Rowan. He loves motorcycles, while I still harbor a deep fear of them, convinced they’re the most dangerous way to get anywhere. He thinks unicorns look better shaved than furry, a mental image that makes me laugh so hard I nearly fall off the car booth. In conclusion, most of his likes are what Rowan disliked, and his dislikes are what Rowan loved.

"You don't. What happens if your family asks me what your favorite color is?" "I don't have one." "Everyone has a favorite color." "I don't." "Fine. Favorite food, then." "I can eat most things." A pause. "Except anything too sweet, too salty, too spicy, or too sour." "So basically nothing." The corner of his mouth twitched. "See," I said, "this is exactly the problem. We need actual answers." I didn't wait for permission before starting my own. "Sky blue, That's my favorite color. I like almost any food except spaghetti."

As she washed her face, Jade walked in on her. "So..... Jake. Is he like your cousin?" She asked with so much inquisitiveness. "He is my cousin...so what?" Dahlia said "No need to be rude...ugh! Anyways, I'm interested in him. What are his likes and dislikes?" "Let me see....his likes... people that are not you and dislikes people that are you" "How dare you!"

, I concluded. Displaying a bit of sassiness, "he better not" she said, wearing a warm smile, so I could feel comfortable. We talked at length that night and realized we had a few things in common. One of them was our weird preference for eating chips with sour cream. It was something I had always thought only dad and I liked, he'd bring them whenever I was sad to cheer me up. Lily is nice, she seemed like the kind of person you can always count on and feel comfortable sharing your thoughts and feelings with.

Danger glinted in her eyes. “If I dislike someone and the public knew, they will also dislike that certain person." John nodded in understanding. “I see. People here are one track minded people, they don't change their minds and opinions fast. Since the public loves you and idolized you, the people took a great deal of your views and opinions. If you dislike someone, everyone is going to hate that person and they will never stop." He shook his head. “I only hope Miss Sophie Torres is a head strong person, she must be wishing she's dead by now."