Grumpy Characters Novels & Stories

No thought was given to me as a person. "Except us. We love you," Grumpy said as he put a finger under my chin. I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Seriously? You guys can hear my thoughts all the time now? And I love you all too." My three men chuckled. Nodded in unison. "And thank the stars we can. You go on some scary paths when it's just you in there. We can help pull you back when you get off course," Tove said. He shot me a look.

"I think everyone, at least once in their life, feels like they're failing at some point or another." "Are you actually being civil?" I ask, failing to mask my shock. If you know Grey, you know it's not often that he's civil. "This is exactly why I don't try to help people," he grumbles aloud to himself, unhappy. I open my mouth to say something when a voice speaks over me: "Why are you so grumpy on such a beautiful morning, Grey?" "Beautiful, alright," Grey agrees, a grin now on his face – it's a weird sight to see, I'm not going to lie.

he said walking to the door and outside the mansion I felt disgusted. Not after I thought my life was going the right way he comes with his mean words and tone again. “Hey are you okay” I heard a warm voice from behind. Turing to see Jasper I loosened up “Hi. I didn’t know you were around” I said trying to hide my disgust feeling “Yeah I just came to talk about something with ‘Mr Grumpy’ before we head out to work” he said jokingly His statement brought a tender laugh to my face and I couldn’t help but laugh. “He is really ‘Mr Grumpy’ I don’t understand why he has to be though” I said back

Bookshelves lined the walls, their shelves filled with a vast collection of knowledge and wisdom. Harley Louis leaned casually against the window, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Let me tell you," he began, his voice alive with animated chatter. "Those old geezers in the Granger family are something else. The moment they caught sight of you returning, I swear, they were spewing curses under their breaths."

" sixteen. "You are correct. Wow, the beast has friends? And I thought he was antisocial too. "Do you prefer a more professional approach? Or is it okay for me to treat her on a one-on-one basis? "As you wish. "Very well, how do I explain to you that if Grumpy comes in and sees you without shoes he'll go crazy and kick you out of the company? My surprised face made him laugh, but he had a doubt. "Grumpy? "You're not allowed to call him that in your fucking life either, that's my nickname towards him.

Vector and his grumpy face had always shared an intimate relationship, both trying to shoo everyone away, both wanting to be left alone with their grumpiness. Not me though. They couldn’t keep me away. Because his front to intimidate every fucking one had only attracted me more. I don’t even know why. Maybe it’s because I had lived enough lies in my life to see right through him, or maybe I was just looking for a way to piss him off because it seemed kind of fun. I mean, wouldn’t you want to mess with someone as grumpy and zombie-faced as him? No? Well, I guess I was made differently.

"Okay, and where is he?" "You are a bit strange, pom-pom. People know what a privilege it is to have me in front of them, and you just act like you want me to leave; I feel very offended." I let out a snort, which makes him burst into laughter. "I left Grumpy in the car. I should bring him in or he will get cranky and chew on my seats."

"Such an attention seeker." "Such a grumpy man."

Chole faked a snap, rolling her eyes. "So, I’m bitter because I don’t smile?" Griffin raised a brow, pretending to be offended. "You’re the only person I know who can go a full twenty-four hours without smiling. At least Stefan smiles now that he’s with the love of his life, and Kai doesn’t make frowning his full-time job," Chole scoffed. "Hmm." Griffin leaned closer to her. "I don’t know... maybe you can start making me smile." His sudden proximity stirred something strange inside her. "I... I’m not that good at making people smile," she stuttered.

He is asking how is he looking when he didn't steal a glance at me. "I don't know," I vocalized not even looking at him, my eyes and focus on the road. "You can look at me to know," he reasoned with a for sure sly smile on his stupid countenance. "I don't want to," Who'll tell him my eyes already noticed his attire the same blue color suit as my dress, crisp white shirt, his signature watch paired with leather shoes. "Grumpy," My eyes shot open and my jaws hung down at his comment. "Ape," that's what he is, an animal who looks like a monkey with a small tail.