Minor Character Flaws Novels & Stories

“Like you just said, nobody is pure, including me. I have my own flaws, too.” “Like what, if I may ask?” “Well, for starters, let me just say I'm addicted to work. I'm more of an introvert, 'cause I tend to be absorbed in my work and my studies that I often forget about my social life, you know.” Idara grimaced. “I don't think that counts as a flaw. It's basically your nature, not a flaw.”

“Always yours, but honestly, I get why you wanted him to have a flaw so you could let go of that image of perfection you’ve always had when it comes to him, but now that you know he really doesn’t have one, is it really that bad?” “He has flaws,” I scoffed. “You should have smelled his breath the other morning.” Gracie laughed, draining the final dregs of her coffee. “Everyone has bad morning breath. Have you smelled yours this morning? Because I did earlier, and phew.” She pretended to plug her nose and laughed again. I flipped her off, smiling as I shook my head. “Regardless, he does have one major flaw I need to remember. He’s a total player. He’s never going to settle down, and I don’t w

“Why?” “No reason. Just didn’t know.” He looks adorable in glasses, I texted Tessa. That’s definitely a flaw. That’s the OPPOSITE of a flaw! I’m disowning you. I laughed. Set my phone down. “What’s funny?” Lycian asked. “Tessa thinks you’re too perfect. Wants me to find your flaws.” “I have plenty of flaws.” “Name three.” “I’m possessive. I have anger issues. And I’m terrible at letting people help me.”

“Are you calling out my toxic trait then? Are you lecturing me right now? I believe you are my constitution professor, but this topic is not something that you can teach me.” “This is a life lesson. Your smart brain is nothing if your character is full of flaws.” “Flaws? Are you telling me you have no flaws then? Are you a prophet, a god, or what? Do you think you are perfect?” 'The heck, her analogy sucks! Her rationality is also messed up.' “I am not saying I am perfect, and I don’t need to be holy just to correct your traits. You are fooling around and hurting other people, Ms. Faunteen.”

“You knew what was coming earlier when Kyle called me, he went as far as warning you. I know I said your words won’t hurt me, and that’s a fact. But your actions always do. You should have told me, you could have told me, but you chose to keep quiet.” He had a long flight, having to sit through two hours of being told what a disappointment he was, he did not need another lecture on his morals, he had enough mirrors in his home to know the type of person he was. “MJ, not all of us can go out into the world like an iceberg. You need to understand something; I am human, I am not perfect, I have flaws. I make mistakes, I have feelings, I get hurt too, and I act without thinking and hurt other pe

Yes, lucky at being ignored most days. “Even the best of men has flaws; that makes them human.” She mumbled and took a sip of the vodka. “Jayden is truthful and honest to the fault, and that can be a good thing and a bad thing. He has lived this way, and I know he will never change. He bears too many burdens, and he believes they are his alone. He’s the strongest man I know because many would have given up. Jayden isn’t perfect, but I guess that makes him imperfectly perfect.”

Admit it" I urged him defensively. "Fine I do. But it's not for you or anyone else to know. It's a terrible thing to have weaknesses Sarah" Emilio opened up to me. "It's not. It shows you are human. Can't you just accept your flaws and be more nicer to everyone around you?" I questioned.

“And are seriously asking me right now? When we’re getting married tomorrow. Why not ask me first if I have a boyfriend before you proposed?” “I did what I did, Abby, and I’m not proud of them. It made me who I am. I can’t change them anymore. It’s already part of me and a part of my past. I’m more than a manwhore. I’m an asshole too. A bad boy, a playboy, and merciless. I have so many flaws, and I’m certainly far from perfect.”

Noah finally lifted his gaze to meet Charlotte's. Their eyes locked, both shimmering with unspoken emotion. Charlotte's brow was furrowed, tense with thought, but Noah's lips held a gentle, quiet smile. "Maybe in times of crisis, you've felt some reliance on me," he began. "I know I seem stronger than most men, more reliable…" Charlotte suddenly understood the direction he was heading. She didn't speak, only watched him, waiting. He continued, "But I have many flaws. My education isn't extensive. I'm not as smart as a university graduate like you. I don't know much about social etiquette, and I've never worked in society or learned how to earn a living the hard way.

A small smile tugs at the corner of my lips and she surprises me by kissing my dimple. Biting her lip, she says, "I have always loved this dimple." With a giggle, her index finger traces over the small scar beneath my lip. "And this. I have always found this little flaw so adorably cute. You have one flaw -well, two including your occasional dickish attitude- but this flaw has always been something my eyes were always drawn to, even when we were dumb kids."