Fun Personalities Novels & Stories

“So, are you already trying to profile me?” I chuckle. “I profiled you months ago, Jimmy.” “People change.” He defends feigning offence “You didn’t.” I chirp in. “Okay then. Humour me. What’s your profile?” I duck my head and grin. This feels like my first patient. “I think that you’re a guy who feeds off humour. Maybe it’s been your way of getting out of unpleasant situations in the past.” “That’s quite an accurate profile. That’s All You’ve Looked at?”

The collision sound of two shields echoed all around as the ground shattered due to the impact. “My brother… is it okay to think that he was the coolest when you probably have another role model.” Sabrina pointedly ignored that collision with her eyes lodged on Falcon. Falcon chuckled and smiled as witnessing the chaos that ensued. “My role models are long dead. What’s the point of latching and mourning over the dead body? I just want to be happy.” A slight frown was detected on that lips although it washed away almost instantly. However, Sabrina was fascinated with the changes in that expression. It was so mind-blowing to see that one body could have multiple personalities. It also acted di

Jolting from the couch, I became his prey trying to avoid being caught. Shaking my head, I was like a bug trapped in Gray's web. I got anxious with anticipation but slightly scared I might be devoured. I never knew which one of his sexual personalities would show up when we were both naked, which heightened the experience. He swatted his hand at my ass, and I knew playful Gray was following me to our room. Each one of his identities was engaging in its own way. The playful boyfriend, rough alpha, loving soul mate, porn star, and quick Charlie, they all served valuable purposes in separate times and places, and each was very useful. I adored them all with no favorite.

she replied and Aria furrowed her brows. “Really?” she asked. “Yes.” “So nothing happened to him?” Aria asked further and Chloe glanced at her. “Nothing happened to him. What do you mean though?” she asked and Aria thought of what to say that wouldn't give out too much. “He… he just seems like someone with multiple personalities,” Aria replied and shrugged. “Well, sometimes he can be really sweet. I know he is always grumpy but he is nice too. He gets me gifts and things I need.” Chloe said and Aria nodded with a smile.

From our bright blue eyes to our lily white skin to the hair…the famous hair…there is no question who my father is. But our looks and our soccer skills are the only ways we're similar. Our personalities are very, very different. He's loud and boisterous. I'm quiet and some think shy. He's the life of the party. I'm the one who observes the party from the outskirts. When he was in his prime, he got lots of press and reveled in it. I'm happy to watch my teammates take the glory. So yeah, personality traits…those I got from my Mam.

Sure, he'd get a little mad at the situation, but he's a man of reason nonetheless. (*Originally alpha male: this is the word for male personality type. A person who is confident, attractive to women, easy to approach, has leadership qualities and wide social connections, belongs to the type of person who likes to show off. Slightly opposite to beta male: less open and attractive to women, more inclined to intellectual activities.)

I rolled my eyes and again, he chuckled like it was so funny for him. Seriously speaking, I don't get it why he was called a ruthless billionaire, really. I don't get why he was dubbed as that kind of person when in fact, his personality doesn't seem to fit the nickname that people gave him. It doesn't sit right to me, because he's more like a playful one. Not a ruthless one. "I'm not gonna tease you." "Yes you are, Logan."

"I bet she won't believe you." "Why do you think that?" "No one could fall for you with your attitude," I remarked offhandedly. Georgia whipped her head toward me. "What? I have a very charming, tactful personality! I've closed many deals and solved many issues with my personality." "I can't believe you just described yourself as tactful." "Do you even know what that means?" "Just because I'm poor doesn't mean I'm illiterate." "That was not what I was insinuating at all."

Karl teased, “Not only do they look alike, but he acts like Uncle Dylan as well. He’s always so rebellious and careless.” Timothy poked Karl in the arm. “Karl, being similar to Uncle Dylan isn’t a bad thing. Can you not make it seem like you hate me?” Simon nodded. “That’s right. Everyone should have their own personality. Some people might be calm and mature like you, but some people might be like your Uncle Dylan — charming and aloof.” Timothy snapped his fingers and said, “That’s right. I’m just aloof.” Karl glared at him, thinking, ‘What a stuck-up brat.’

I sighed. “Well, well. Look at you. Good for you, baby girl. Now you said identical. So the other two are just as handsome as the one that took you out tonight.” she whistled. I blushed, rolling my eyes. “Yes, they are all very handsome. But they have different personalities. Darius is more brooding and serious. Elijah is gentle and sweet. And Forrest. He’s the wild one. He says whatever pops into his head without care how people could take it.” I sighed.