Hard Outside Soft Inside Personality Novels & Stories

I wasn't in the mood for that as all I needed at that moment was my bed nothing more. She was way too fucking tight and it made me sick wondering if that was what had attracted to her in the first place. She glanced as I walked past…my mind filled with contempt for that woman. I was making a besotted idiot of himself. As I thought it to be as I laid on my bed thinking of why I'd didn't shoot that fucking man. I replayed it again at the back of my mind wondering how I had shifted from that hard man that I was into this soft personality that was in no way an idea of myself.

“No, but you are soft.” She raised a brow at that and looked like she was going to challenge him. She might as well have it out before they reached the pack. There, he hoped she’d take his advice to heart and only question him in private, if at all. She might not be a warrior, but the way her jaw jutted stubbornly and she lost that sweet, innocent, biddable look, he figured she was used to having the freedom to speak her mind. “I think that we might differ on our versions of soft. There’s something to be said for having an inner strength and intelligence to match. And everyone needs kindness.”

“Exactly. From there, it moves into spikes on the smooth rock. Any ideas on what that means for us?” “Keep people at bay with a shield of spikes?” I shrug. “No. Look closer.” Leaning in, I look at the large empty spaces that the spikes are not residing. “Our outside may have a spikey exterior, but our insides and who we are as a person needs to be strong, smooth, loving, and true. No one wants to come home to someone who cannot love and is only hard and mean.” “Been there, done that. That treatment really sucks.” I state and quickly cover my mouth from my honesty. “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean.” I cut myself off, not sure what I could say next.

Wasn't it? Besides, his changes in personality and behavior were so intriguing. Why was he so nice and then douchebag the next moment? It was so confusing. Hot and cold, but it really captivated me, drawing me closer. I really wanted to figure him out as a person. I believed that he was good, internally.

Victor let him, wrapping an arm around him protectively. “Mom says you work too much,” the boy muttered. Victor raised a brow. “Oh? And what do you think?” The boy shrugged. “I think you should come home more. I miss you.” Something in Victor’s expression shifted. The arrogance, the cold detachment was gone. In its place was something softer. “I know,” he mumbled. “I’ll try.” Olivia swallowed, a strange tightness in her chest. This wasn’t the Victor she knew. The Victor she knew was possessive, demanding, always in control. But this man? This man was capable of love, of warmth.

I whispered, he chuckled dryly and nodded shortly. “Yeah right, and in the process made the people who were supposed to be my siblings, my enemies,” he said. “Honey, it was their choice to turn out like that, it had nothing to do with you,” “I watched everyone of my family member die, what doesn’t kill you makes you for real,” he added with a dry chuckle. I slowly leaned in and wrapped my hands around him in a tight hug. This man is an ardent lover and I absolutely love that about him. I’ve never seen anyone like him, I wonder how he’s able to keep up the hard and cold exterior when infact he’s a soft, innocent passionate individual on the inside.

Soren advised. I smiled sadly. I would never be able to do that. I had a stupidly soft heart. I wondered what it would take for me to actually harden my personality to the max. I could pull serious expressions and say fierce things, but at the end of the day, I was still that fragile human princess who wanted to hide in a corner away from everyone else. "I'll try, also—" "Soren, the other guys are already- oh, my lady, good day!" A voice cut me off, and in our midst came another of Kyle's comrades. This Lycan seemed relatively shorter and had a bubbly personality.

I darted past him and through the doors. I was still trying to reconcile soft Aiden and asshole Aiden. I was still trying to make sense of the soft guy beneath the hardened exterior—why he was so gentle with me but so harsh to everyone else. And that soft act, I didn’t want to get pulled in by it. The random kiss just then? It was enough to make anyone believe that something tangible could be forming. Something real and longer-lasting than his usual thing.

She comments Emma had told me many stories about Mr harding and all the scandals he gets caught up in. According to her, he's actually a pretty decent person, who runs his business well and above all he is fair. But apparently he is equally hell to work with. He's cold and distant, always harsh and never really friendly.He hated PA's, never keeps one for himself for long. She suspects that he sleeps with them and then gets bored, or they just piss him off. Strange, it doesn't seem like the man who met in the elevator that first day, who held so much emotion, I guess it was a little hard to belive. I just had to shake my head at her comment about our run in, laughing a little. “ it was nothin

Now, she couldn't care less about him. Kelly disagreed and insisted on defending him. "His personality is shaped by society. Deep down, I believe that he yearns for human interaction and affection, too. No one wants to be alone in this world. He's probably this way because he has no other choice." Her voice was extremely soft and gentle, which was unlike her. She usually spoke in a carefree and direct manner. If she was with Summer, she was an especially loud and rowdy girl. Now, she seemed more feminine and soft-spoken.