Fix Your Attitude Novels & Stories

“Excuse you? When did I ask you to look out for me? And what exactly is with this funny attitude of yours? Since when did you care about what I do or what’s going on with me?” “Sometimes you just have to let go and smile! You can bring so much positive energy to a room just by smiling, but all you do is frown.” “Child, how dare you insult me! Are you saying I’m a negative influence?” “What? No, that’s not what I meant. I’m just saying you should calm down and smile more often.” “I don’t need advice from someone like you. If your precious smile can fix everything

Women were born to be submissive, they weren’t born to overpower and beat men. Yeah well, f*ck those words, because she was going to break every one of this audacious idiot’s fingers. “I bet I’m more of a man than whoever’s f*cking you. If he was doing it right then this attitude you have, would already be gone.” He let go of her shoulder, lightly patting it. “It’s fixable, a few spanking and that look in your eyes would drain right away. I’m not even angry at you anymore.”

"Lorelei, no one's forcing you if you're not willing to do so. Is it fun for you to play everyone like this? "I thought you finally learned to behave yourself, but I guess we were wrong. You haven't changed a single bit!"

"But you know one thing I've realized? I realized that no matter how good looking you are, it's the opposite of your attitude! It stinks! You need to shower more than three times a day all year round!" I saw how he was taken aback by my last sentence, but I didn't wait for him to respond. I left him open-mouthed and walked my way towards the entrance of the coffee shop. I don't care what he thinks of me after this. If he doesn't want me to become his contractual wife, then that's fine. But I don't need his insults. I've suffered a lot of insults and judgements before, I don't want more this time.

it's not late yet, I can still fix it. I have to fix this and this time, I wouldn't fail.

It comes down to attitude and how the family with the old money having closer knit to their circle of friends and acquaintances. "Right..." "You know I love you, have been since I elected you as my Prince since way back when," She grinned before continuing. "I hate seeing you like this. I'd like to suggest that you keep your friendship with him." "W-what?" "Yeah, it sounded better in my mind a couple of seconds ago. But I hate that you're spacing thinking about another hot guy when I'm in front of you." "Callie, I can't do that to you." "Yet, you're doing it less than five minutes ago."

Sorry seemed to fit as a bandage, but not a cure. “Sorry is not a plan.” She said it with that surgical calm that used to make me ache with the desire to please her. “You’re going to have to actually change.” “Change?” I deadpanned, because my options were currently lying in a hospital gown. “What, like a haircut?” She pursed her lips, then surprised me by breathing out a short, near-laugh. “Try ‘attitude’, Richard.” I wanted to argue. I wanted to say that hers wasn’t spotless either…early in the morning she kissed other men in projects and plans, and she had Owen’s easy adviser smile…But I kept that in my head like contraband.

he said with a smile as I rolled my eyes. "I have been well trained for my leadership role, so, I am perfect to be the Alpha of the pack. I certainly don't need to work on myself, so, stop talking trash!" he said with an angry tone of voice. "Well, even though you may be well trained and qualified as the Alpha of the pack, you need to still work on yourself, especially your attitude which is very awful," I replied. "What is wrong with my attitude? I am brave and strong and everyone respects me. No one dares challenge me!" he bragged.

I'm done arguing. He glares up at me, lets out an annoying teenage-size sigh and shuts off the tv practically throwing the remote to show his displeasure. "I know you are not bitching already! Damn woman, we haven't even left yet. Why do you always have to ruin things? You have a real attitude problem. You know that? You always find some way to ruin my mood. Now go before you put your foot in your mouth again and really piss me off. " He sighed as he brushed his hands down his dirty shirt, trying to express his attitude like he’s Cool Hand Luke. Looking more like bitter beer face meets anorexic anonymous wrapped up in a backwoods hillbilly skin. I think I used to wear rose colored glasses or

She asked. "There are a million answers for that," I said, laughing amidst the mental distress I felt. "I will get better as long as you stop attributing my sickness to God. He had nothing to do with my condition." "Seriously," she continued, "you should change your attitude towards the things of God. I mean, you are always bitter when his name is mentioned anywhere. That is a pure sign of hatred towards the creator of heaven and earth." "Mrs. Uju you shouldn't be making assumptions you are not sure of."