Hard Outside Soft Inside Personality Novels & Stories

I cut him off. "I was gonna say good personality." He teased with a cheeky grin. I chuckle. "Oh yeah right. Good personality." He chuckles softly. "Then here comes the white tiger. A dying breed. These kind of women has a strong personality, who is very independent, difficult to analyze and has high walls built around them. They make sure they secure themselves and that's why these women are hard to get. They know what's gonna happen before it actually happens." I nodded at him.

The thought slightly stung, but it was the only logical explanation I could give myself. I did my best to hide my bewilderment and decided it would be wiser to play dumb as a means of getting more information. “What do you mean?” I asked. She jutted her chin out toward the rink. “They have a way of attracting people, even when their personality may not be the best, people are always gravitating toward them. They both possess that ‘bad boy’ exterior but once you get to know them they’re really soft and caring.”

She just looks gruff and tough on the outside, but she's soft on the inside. Corinthians, she is the type of girl that everyone wants to befriend. She's jolly; she's the rainbow of the group. She was my comfort because of her natural kindness, but don't bump into her either because she's hard to fight. Without him, I don't know if the group would still be smiling. Well, they would smile, but they are much happier with Corinthians.

And she would understand it sooner or later. I leaned back in my chair, still watching the video on my phone, satisfied. People were running, shouting. Then, I imagined her face, shocked and angry. She was too proud to cry in front of anyone. But I knew her. I had studied her since the moment she walked into my world, wearing her father's name like a crown she hadn’t earned yet. She was bold, smart and ambitious. But still too soft inside. And softness? Softness gets you killed in our world.

…bastard really hung up on me? I sit in silence for a full minute, scowling at the wall like it’s responsible for my misery. What Henrik said really bothers me. Standards? Personality? I have those! I want a woman who makes me laugh and has the kind of body that gives me a hard-on when I’m supposed to be listening to her talk about her day. Personality? Please. I have so much personality that I’m not legally allowed in plain shirts. “Personality,” I mutter out loud, testing the word. It sounds like a disease. Or a protein shake flavor. Nobody wants that. They want shoulders and abs. And I want a woman who—

John replied and walked out of the door with the suitcase before slamming it shut lightly. Tarquin sighed and rubbed his arching temples, being a tough Boss to your employees isn't easy, but he believed employees trample on weak Bosses which he vowed he would never be to any of his employees so he would rather hold on to the facade of being harsh and heartless, than doting and understanding. When you are harsh, your employees will get serious with whatever you ordered them to do. Besides they would never dare to go against you but when you appear very soft and understanding, they would want to ride over you and do as they please.

He was just average in every way. 'He wants to become the Alpha? Did he ever see his face in the mirror? What quality does he have to become an Alpha? He was nothing compared to Leonardo. Where he's enchantingly beautiful. I had never seen anyone so tall and admirably handsome all in one, along with a strong dominating aura that radiated from him, proving power and vitality. He looks calm but exceptionally dangerous. Though he looks like a coconut shell on the outside, he's soft as a marshmallow on the inside. But he never shows his soft side to anyone. He thinks people think a soft-hearted person is weak. He has a sexy eight-pack body and well-built muscles which is enough to tremble the en

That she was able to dissuade me from doing something reckless. Her lips contorted. I knew she was trying hard not to cry. Olivia really is soft-hearted. That’s why she was hurt all the time. People thought that her being soft-hearted gave them the license to hurt her. They did not know that being soft-hearted, though it makes her vulnerable to pain. It also made her courageous. She can be kind and tough, too. To dispel the sudden tension in the room, I strode to the dresser to grab the tissue holder and handed it to her.

Hanna doesn't wait to hear the rest of my words before she's out of my sight and I hiss in frustration as I watch her walk out of my room. Little sisters can be annoying for silly things, but Hanna Ford is a different kind of sister. You'd think pushing her away and being nonchalant would do the trick, but it doesn't. It only pulls her closer, with her always so bright and cheerful personality. She's a ray of sunshine, always wanting to brighten up everywhere around her with each step she takes, and though I tend not to show it to her– I love Hanna a lot more than she knows, and I'd do anything to keep that smile on her face, because as much as she likes to appear tough, she's just actually