Likable Person Test Novels & Stories

He opened it up and scan through the information on it. 'She doesn't like people that are bad' he thought to himself, the document glued to his eyes. "Are you sure this is her profile?" John turn to him. "Yes, the information on it are all hers. I also made some investigation, Miss Sharon is a warm-hearted and kind-hearted person, and she's also the type that likes good people, she doesn't like bad people around her." John clench his fist, he knows he doesn't stand a chance with her. He's a ruthless person without emotions, for that reason he can't be with her, and if he wants to have her, he needs to change.

“I don’t think you get it. You’ve been liked your whole life, haven’t you?” Her gaze is penetrating and absolutely mesmerizing. Kate hides behind this shy veneer, but she is crazy intelligent, interesting, and objectively hotter than any of the other women in this pack. The fact that she doesn’t have a mate both blows my mind and makes me wonder if she’s ever going to look for one. I sigh and say, “I can’t argue that. I’m a people person.” “And people just gravitate towards you,” she holds up a hand, “I get it. You’re alikeableperson, whatever the hell that means.”

“Oh, she’s going full shopping cart.” Kane frowned. “What does that mean?” “It means she doesn’t have what she needs, so she’s grabbing everything she can reach and hoping something incriminating falls out.” I tapped the page with my nail. “This isn’t a subpoena. This is a personality test.” Kane’s jaw tightened. “She can’t do that.” “She can try.” I slid the pages into neat piles—financial, personnel, security, medical—because my brain worked better when the chaos had labels. “And she’s banking on you panicking, refusing, and looking guilty.”

I glance around my small apartment, as I looked at the stacks of boxes in the corners it hit me how much is riding on this one opportunity. After reviewing Lilliana’s materials again I could barely sleep. My mind replayed every word I’ve read, every note I scribbled about her unique personality and learning preferences. It was caught of my attention of one section they highlighted… “Emotional Sensitivity” it was more heavy that any other. And emphasizing that Lilliana might not warm up to new people right away.

Lily murmurs, worried, "Please have it checked, your pretty face is 97 percent of what I like about you." "My personality is only 3 percent?" I ask with a smile she matches. Fuck, I love flirting with her. "No, babe. Your dick is 2 percent and the fact that you're my stepbrother is the other 1 percent. Your personality didn't make the cut," she continues and I laugh. I wish she could degrade me in person, but this feels really nice too. { Lily } I talk to Damon for about one hour and at the end I have to stop myself from saying something I'm not sure I feel yet. I love you.

“do you think I won't do it?” “do what?” “pay you back.” “I don’t care.” “Why don’t you like me?” “you puke all over, get drunk with strangers, and make a mess whenever you go. Should I continue? The list is long.” “you are hard to like too you know?” “I don’t care.” “even if you smell nice, even if you are the most attractive person I have ever seen, you are the coldest, most heartless person I have equally ever seen. Your dark soul cancels out the physical appearance.” I shiver.

"I just hate to see you get hurt over and over by the same type of guys—scared of commitment and can’t be faithful even if their lives depended on it. Honestly, I never saw the appeal in Matt. You are definitely a ten, and he's like...a three, at best." Well, the truth is that he was pretty much the most available person after my last failed relationship and a broad shoulder to cry on. He was a good dick to ride, but there wasn’t much else. I try for a small smile, swirling my drink around, watching the ice cubes spin. "It's not like I purposefully attract assholes, Christie. I don’t think I have a sign on my head saying, ‘Hey I’m Lily! Feel free to fuck me up and leave!!And no, I’m a solid

The app then responded with: | WE’RE NOT NECESSARILY FANS OF HOROSCOPE, BUT HERE’S A LIST OF PERSONALITY DIMENSIONS WE CAN START WITH. PLEASE UNCHECK THOSE THAT DON’T APPLY TO YOU (IF ANY). ü TENACIOUS ü CALM ü SENSITIVE ü CLINGY | Kate thought about it for a while. Oddly enough, she WAS paradoxically sensitive and calm AND tenacious and calm. Worst of all, as much as she hated to admit it, she was clingy. As clingy as a Queen Crab with lobster-sized pincers.

I think I had offended her somehow. "Hello, I'm John Travo," he said, pointing to his wife. "And my lovely wife, Mary." Mary looked me up and down, her smile condescending.“Hello.” I beckoned to both of them. Mary lifted her nose, “How old are you?” Mary asked me bluntly. I smiled, feeling my cheeks heat up. “I’m twenty-nine,” I replied. Mary grew a large smile, “Ahh… Twenty-nine and no children? Afraid to lose that figure, are we?” She looked me up and down, “Not much to lose- probably help us grow a little.” She gestured at her chest and hips. Well. Mary sure didn’t care for me.

"Some men like women with big boobs, some like women with big butts. Some men like girls with pretty faces. While some men like wome---" "I don't like people for their physical appearances." Anthony cut off Lissa's endless list of whatsoever. His focus remained on the driveway, never sparing a single glance at the girl sitting next to him. And if he's being honest with himself, he's actually getting used to her child-like antics. "I tend to fall in love with a person's personality rather than their looks. If I like their personality then there's a high chance that I'll fall in love with them." "Oh really? That's new... That's something I've never heard before." Was Lissa's sincere answer. "T