Likable Person Test Novels & Stories

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.

------------------------------- Identification: Leo ******** Age: 20 Status: Former college student Likes: Strong people Dislikes: Underestimating him -------------------------

"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

He’s a lot more appealing than his webpage gives away. “Your website photo is terrible,” I say abruptly, as the waiter disappears. “Really bad. Did you know that?” “Wow.” Lorcan raises his eyebrows, looking taken aback. “You’re direct. Lucky I’m not vain.” “It’s not about vanity.” I shake my head. “It’s not that you’re better-looking in the flesh. It’s that your personality is better. I’m looking at you and I’m seeing a guy who makes time for people. A guy who puts away his phone. Who listens. You’re charming. In a way.”

Anna Hamilton murmured. “Anna, who are you talking about?” Nina Scott asked quietly. “Nothing, no one!” Olivia gave a little cough before she raised her chin and announced coldly “The first test is about your personality! The second test is about your survivability; the third test is about your adaptability in different environments.” “And the current test is about your perseverance! Feel free to give up and leave if you want to!” Everyone fell silent suddenly. No one dared to make any more noise.

I told Liam and he groaned in my head. "I like her too, she's a nice person. She can look delicate but she's a tough woman. I can sense her wolf and I already love her because she's a strong wolf.I can tell that she has been training to stand out among the rest."Liam told me and I couldn't believe it.

Helen answered confidently. After a few personal questions, Ella asked her to send the next person in and wait in the lobby. It was now lunch time and Ella was starving. She had done sixty interviews in total and had selected forty people. They all were really talented and qualified. The twenty that she did not shortlist had one flaw. The one thing that she hated. She hated liars and each one of them lied about something. She read their body language and they just seemed edgy and she didn't want that in her company.

To say the least, I was skeptical about the speed. When I opened his profile, I was surprised by the quality of the match. Both of us were Cancers (the sign, not the disease), we both liked hockey, we were both fitness fanatics, and we were both into older rock bands like Fleetwood Mac. We were perfect for each other, almost to the last detail. “He seems almost too perfect,” I said to Lily as we cleaned up the dishes for ladies’ night. “He must be a bot that the software made up based on my profile—”

Maybe he's thinking, without experience, how could he trust her with his child. "Do you like kids?" the man asks again. There's a pause of a few seconds before Lily answers, "Yes." "On a scale of 100, how much do you like kids?" James asks quickly. "85, Sir," Lily replies just as quickly. "Can you handle kids when they're angry, emotional, selfish, demanding, and uncontrollable?" James stares intently at this potential caregiver for his child. The shoulder-length-haired woman just nods. Lily doesn't know if this is a wrong answer or if she's in a wordless screening.