Good Words To Describe Someone Novels & Stories

energy was apparently a very thin veneer. Xavier looked serious, his tone practically righteous. "It’s a fact. Anyone with eyes knows it. For example, you..." He seemed to struggle with the concept of a compliment for a moment before spitting out three words: "...are quite good." Quite good? He was "perfect," and she was just "quite good"? Was that his version of telling her she was beautiful?

“Don’t put words in my mouth.” “Then what is it?” He shrugged. “They just didn’t have what I was looking for.” “And what exactly are you looking for?” I asked. “A long list no one can meet?” “It’s actually simple,” he said. “Someone kind. Someone who likes me for me.” “For you?” I repeated. “Yes. Not because of my handsome face, gorgeous body…” he gestured to himself. I laughed. “You’re not serious.” He chuckled. “What about you?”

The man raised an eyebrow. "So? You think I’m a good guy? You like me a little more now?" Adora pressed her lips together, her expression awkward and slightly flushed. But only for a moment. Then she looked him in the eye, calm and composed. "Calling you a 'good guy' feels far too shallow." He leaned back lazily, the smile at the corner of his lips deepening. "Then how should I be described?" She thought seriously. "Upright in character. Noble in spirit. Kind at heart."

Someone who will add as a complement to his life. "What did you like about me so much for you to go after me?" She asked, caressing his stubbled cheek against her slender fingers. "Many things. Your otherworldly beauty, your intelligence, your mysteriousness that makes me want to know you better, and I love how dedicated you are just as I am. I've always wanted a woman who will add as a complement to my life and you are just that." Her heart fluttered like a merry Birdy and soared high into an overwhelming sense of joy.

She was beautiful, but she also struck her as someone good, or maybe the right word was nice. Perhaps, that was who her wolf made her to be. Dylan nodded her head in agreement with what she had just said. Of course, the only things Dee would talk about were good, only the good things about people. She was just wired to be that way, always seeing the good side of everything. She rarely raised her voice at people or talked badly about someone. "Of course, that's all she said. Raving about how you're the best thing she had seen since sliced bread. She won't shut up about how you're keeping Gabe in check and all that." She said.

Seeing how focused he looked, a mischievous thought suddenly crossed my mind. Maybe I should tease him a little. "A blunt man," I started counting on my fingers. "A grumpy one... someone who's arrogant, too full of himself, a bully, and an absolute troublemaker." By the time I finished, one of his brows had already risen. Clearly...He knew I was describing him. "And what about your likes?" he asked calmly. I smiled to myself before continuing. "I like thoughtful men." I counted another finger. "Kind men." Another. "Playful men."

We were quite close and she left my hand immediately. “Ah… I-I…” she stuttered and I smirked. My hand on her hair felt so good to me, did it have the same effect on her? “I… I was…” she continued. I bent down a little to match her height and she looked at me shocked. “Don’t stutter, it’s alright” “R-really?” “Yes” “You… You are so good, so why do people…” her voice trailed off. “I am not good; I am not bad. I am good to people who are good and worst to the bad ones”

I have no thoughts. I feel a feeling - probably - but it's too hard for me to describe, extending beyond words and expressions. Xavier is kissing me, and I never thought it would be such a pleasant day.... good. Good is a pretty overused term, used to explain tons of different emotions and placed in many contexts, but in this case the word should be considered as a simple placeholder for a reality so indefinable that I wish it would last forever. Something so strange and beautiful loses its impact through communication, which is true for many things, and can only be delivered through experience.

She had a bad feeling about this. "For what?" "Lying, deceiving, manipulating, hoodwinking and fooling people. You're very talented at them. You've succeeded in hoodwinking my Nanna into not just believing you're a good person but also taking an instant liking for you. And my Nanna is the most astute, sagacious and shrewd person I know. So, I really must congratulate you for being so good. I was right all along— you're the best of your kind!"

"From the moment I met you, I knew there was something special about you. Your smile, your laughter, the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you're passionate about... all of these things drew me in, made me want to know more about you." I paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "But it wasn't just your outer beauty that captivated me. It was your kindness, your strength, your intelligence. It was the way you treat everyone around you with respect and compassion, the way you stand up for what you believe in, the way you never give up, no matter how tough things get."