Kenny Mccormick Personality Novels & Stories

Mike said, coughing repeatedly to hide his embarrassment. He was a polished, well-rounded heir from a wealthy family, gentle in temperament. He wasn’t domineering like Kyle, flipping his temper at will. Nor was he as aloof and terrifyingly calculating as Charlie. And he certainly wasn’t as flamboyant and unrestrained as Edward. He conducted himself like autumn pants tucked neatly into socks— steady, secure, never drawing attention, never going crazy. He always put the bigger picture first, could bend or stand firm as needed, and handled difficult situations with ease…

Mack(my wolf)-good of him to finally notice. Me-are you going to distract me? Mack-sorry. Mack and I normally have a very good relationship. But lately he and I seem to disagree. Something is bugging him. He can’t tell me, but he keeps being restless. Me-what do you know? Mack- nothing absolute Me- give me theories Mack-Anna and Kelvin were Vicki’s favorites. Vicki is a hybrid, Alpha Wolf and Fairy. Me- yes but she has no powers.

According to Kennedy, his parents are out for the whole week, and they are yet to come home next week, so we are free to do everything we want here. He is a nice guy, and I can say that I like him. He’s different from the other guys I fucked before, who are assholes and fuckers. He knows how to value one’s dignity and respect. If only I don't provoke him to do lustful things in public places, for sure I’d see him as a saint. Shaking my head, I opened the fridge and looked for some milk that I wanted to drink. I took a box of one that I liked.

He looked up from the computer. "Well, if it isn't Tru Parker," he smiled as I walked up to the counter. "How's school?" Maverick was a cute mix of Irish and Filipino, with brown hair and gray eyes. A smattering of freckles dusted his cheeks and his eyes tilted just enough to make him look like he was smiling even when he wasn't. He was a little taller than me with wide, muscled shoulders. "Homework sucks."