Dazai Personality Novels & Stories

“Ok.” “Hi, I’m Ady, short for Adrian, I know my tattoos makes people automatically assume the kind of person I am. I am not a monster, just someone who made some pretty bad decisions and unfortunately, the tattoos are not something I can erase.” She leaned back. “I am Daisy, and I don’t judge people by what they look like. Rather by their character. I am sorry I blocked you after you went out of your way to help me. That was a weak move from my end. That is not who I usually am. I was under a lot of pain and pain medication.”

“I mean it. There’s something dangerous about that Dante guy. I can feel it. Like he’s not who he says he is, high schooler by day, killer by night.” Taiga rolled his eyes. “Oh please. He’s just a regular kid, like you and me.” Tatsuya sighed, grabbed a fruit, rinsed it, and took a bite before heading back toward the living room. “If you say so,” he muttered over his shoulder.

he whispered, sighing. . . . DUAA I was sitting in his room, looking around. I wasn't able to digest the reality of Sharaiz and Zayan being brothers. They are totally opposite to each other. How on earth can they be brothers? Sharaiz khan is sweet-natured, caring, and calm, while Zayan Khan is totally opposite to him. He is arrogant, dominant, and cold. Words can't explain his dominant personality. I was lost in thoughts when I felt someone pulling me toward him. My whole body jumped from the bed and get collided with his chest.

Someone who stopped at nothing until he had charmed his target. Darius on the other hand was more of a reserved person. At first he may not seem like fun or anything surprising, but as you get to know him you'd realize that he's a beautiful person and a multiple trick pony that always kept you on your feet, guessing what uno card he was going to slam on the table next. That wasn't the only thing that made them feel and look different, Alexandra had several more things to list, but before she could, the foreign stranger turned his gaze her way and smiled.

ZORDON'S POV Daisy turned and stormed out of the office, and all I could do was stare at her. She was the most stubborn person that I had met. Her zeal and resilience were admirable. She was bold, courageous, and confident. To top it all off, she had a heart of gold. At first, I was worried that she would never accept my wolves as her people, but here she was, upset that I wasn't letting her protect them.

When I looked at that person, I doubted the accuracy of my keen senses because that's the one I didn't expect the most, Daisy. I think Daisy is the most gentle and honest girl in the charity group. She was a year older than me; her petite and slender body was like a wind that could blow her away. She is often frightened by screams or insects and always worried about the people around her. She is a holy, pure, and weak girl in everyone's eyes. Therefore, I cannot doubt that she is the one who is harming me. The astonishment in my heart quickly passed. I have to change my mind. I cannot judge others by their appearance.

-I really…dislike this demon- "Well, whatever your opinion, is it possible to remove the alchemy?" "Possible? Yes, by you or them, no. The only person who can dilute the effects is Daisy." he smiled, "So your time to use it to your advantage is very minimal, but whatever...the next question...was..." -Daisy...- “Let’s see, who am I? I am a demon level mage, Artimus Zentsuji Mosaic. Call me Zen.”

He took a deep breath, then exhaled. "Or even I'm not like Lord Yakuza, Kazuo-kai who attracts women with tsundere-his nature." I do not know. Why can I feel, it's unfair to compare about their personalities. They are special men, because they have their own uniqueness. "But, look at me. This is the real me." Zeus grabbed my hand, so that I could see him. "I'm an asshole, I'm a psychopath. What's more, I once made you cry. I trapped you into this marriage." Zeus looked at me with a sad look.

"That's not exactly going to be easy since we're going to the same location, and you'll be in my office not long after." "I don't need your office. Zach found me one that I prefer to use instead." This was more like a half-truth. Yes, Zach had found me a new place to work. But I definitely didn't like it as much as I enjoyed working from his office. What can I say? I'm a glutton for punishment. I loved working near Damian. His presence alone made my panties wet. I loved how he could command a room with a simple gesture, how everyone seemed to respect him and view him as a leader. But much like any fantasy, there were flaws. The main one being his arrogant and sexually frustrated personality.

Naturally, civilian #3207 would never pass up the chance to become someone capable of improving lives! In-person, Zen Taro looked no older than fifteen and was on the shorter side. He was scrawny, had fluffy chestnut brown hair and didn’t look like a young master of a mafia family. His warm brown eyes didn’t reflect any darkness, and he was untouched like a flower in winter by the darkness of this world. One look at Zen Taro and civilian #3207 could already tell that he had a kind personality even if he was slightly more timid than civilian #3207 was. “You must be Zen?”