Funny Personality Traits Novels & Stories

“Can you blame me? I don’t want to do anything to wrong you, that's why any sight of you being upset scares the shit out of me.” I stopped laughing after he said that. I didn’t think about it that way. “Did I go too far?” I remorsefully asked. “No. I just assumed. I should have known you were not really mad. You have a playful side. I need to get used to it.” “I do?” I asked, I didn’t even notice. “Of course you do. You tend to be mischievous in an adorable way. you have a personality that everyone will like.” Again I didn’t notice because until a few weeks ago, I had no one to talk to or be friends with aside from my wolf so I didn’t really know much about my personality but now that he men

Yes, Killian had an infamous knack for always getting on everyone's last nerve with his crude jokes and lecherous comments. His sharp tongue and complete lack of filter had landed him in hot water more times than anyone could count. But beneath that abrasive exterior, he also possessed an undeniably likable charm and warmth that could lighten up even the darkest of moods with his bright smile and boisterous laugh. For all his obnoxious flaws, it was hard not to be fond of the loud-mouthed jackass. His vibrant personality simply drew people in, like a human embodiment of sunshine cutting through the gloom.

Come to think of it, Lenny was the kind of child that wouldn't pose much of a problem. She didn't like noise, didn't play with the other kids, and had an intriguing personality. If I had a kid, would my kid be like her? Smart, witty, independent, beautiful, and completely adorable? “I guess I am indeed weird. At least, weird is better than unlikeable.” She said, with a little smile on her face. “Hey, can you smile more? I think you look…” I began, only for the smile to disappear, curving into a frown, “Hey, you look pretty when you smile. Why don't you try it?”

he chuckled as he ruffled my hair. "Yes, but sometimes I don't feel it or forget because, unlike other CEOs, you don't have people following you to keep an eye on you before and you always talk to other people in a normal and friendly way, always humble and kind," I said, admiring his lovely personality. "You're being cheeky now," he said, smiling as he listened to what I had to say. "It's true," I said as I slapped his arm. "You're almost perfect if you're not childish—pfft haha," I said, pausing when he began sulking. He's such a goofball.

He might do something bad to you. I squeezed myself into my seat. I'm telling you; I have a lot of personality. Arrogant, rude, competitive and the others… afraid, shy, oh… wait. When did I become shy?! “Ne-nevermind EL. Maybe this can be treated once I am use to—. Achooo! ” Geez. My sensitive nose just proved that it also doesn't like EL. Sorry, that's just how it goes, EL. Every inch of my body despises you.

“Some people actually think they can move up in the world just because they get good grades.” She laughed and her friends did too. I stared at her. “And some people think popularity is a personality trait,” I responded. Reagan’s jaw dropped. Her friends exchanged shocked looks from behind and I heard Quinn’s snickers. “Don’t think I still can’t deal with you and your loser friend,” she snapped. I moved closer, bold and staring straight into her eyes. “At least, I don’t go around with people because I am afraid of being alone,” I struck back.

Finally, I got a proper look at them: one was plus-sized like me, with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes behind thick glasses, she remined me of my sisters; the other had deeper brown skin than mine, a height and body of a super model and a beautiful healthy afro. “Don’t let him get to you,” the second woman said with a warm smile. I sighed. “I shouldn’t have gone to that fast food in the first place. Why do people insult others and call this ‘dark humor’? What’s funny about cruelty and humiliation?” The slim woman’s expression hardened. “He’s a serial jerk—makes nasty comments about women he dislikes and flirts with the ones who fit his ‘type.’ His dad owns the place, so he acts like

So typically, when someone thinks of the personality traits of us four ranked wolves, we each have our own vibe. Logan is the grump who’s easy to piss off. John is the polite level headed one. Charles is the rational, logical one. And I’m the laid-back one who will laugh off situations. That whole protective growling thing I did to Azriel was out of character.

“but thy wish be done, if thou want to postpone our possible bout, no problem, but the day I go one on one with you or better still, a werelion, I’ll make sure, I expose you for the fraud you are.” “Don’t worry, we’ll see who’s gonna get exposed,” I smirked. “But come to think of it, judging from the way you speak, you just showed me that you are actually fun-loving, and good with humor; I thought you were one quiet, reserved, and unfriendly person. Whenever I steal a glance at you, you’re always frowning, almost all the time.”

"But I didn't bring my sports attire." Those words just glided through my lips before I managed to stop myself. Have I told you about the clown attribute to my personality? Especially when I'm nervous and try to get away with it, I would crackle jokes that most would find them barely humorous. But that never stopped me, and here I am, with my dry joke. He must have not known what to take of that super dry joke that he looks at me with the same blank stare he had earlier. Nothing changes, that makes me wonder if he's being dismissive again or he actually didn't get the joke.