Slytherin Personality Novels & Stories

Then, a momentary memory flashed in her mind. When he first saw her as a Scorpio, she had nothing in her eyes. Only cold and indifferent eyes could be seen behind the mask. Even though she had a flirty and teasing voice, her eyes couldn't reflect that. However, when he first saw her after a long time as Sherly, he felt something similar yet different. Who would have thought that Sherly is a Scorpio? Those two different personalities are only one person? George smiled as he saw Sherly smiling when they listened as the people around them discussed the trial, marveling at the depth and solidity of Hideous' evidence.

“It may be presumptuous of me but I – I just wanted to befriend you. We are neighbours and you are also Xander’s friend so I thought – I thought we could get along. Sorry if I got too ahead of myself.” Lily was a girl who had been bullied a lot so she had a timid personality but she was still a bright girl who tried her best to be jovial despite how against her nature that made her. Even in the books, she had tried to be friends with Xander’s people, including Selene. She had a smile that was described as breathtaking and her forced exuberant personality became her mode of expressing herself without fear so in the end, everyone became super welcoming to her, everyone except Selene.

Despite being a part of this pack since birth and growing up within its confines, I have perpetually sensed a sense of detachment, as if I am not truly a part of it. I deeply regret the lack of control I have over my own life. Greetings, I am known as Skyler, a seventeen-year-old individual who possesses the unique ability to transform into a werewolf. I possess an unquenchable thirst for the thrill of the hunt and the taste of fresh blood. My appearance is characterized by my brown hair and captivating silver eyes, which often necessitate the use of sunglasses to shield myself from the painful rays of sunlight. Additionally, I must navigate the challenges posed by the Jocks and the notoriou

“Go home.” “No,” I shake my head, my power rising to my fingertips. “Let me help you.” “I can’t watch you die, Apple,” Sly shouts, startling me. “Damn it, woman, I’m trying to protect you and your pride is getting in the way.” “My pride?” I scoff. “You don’t understand,” Sly sounds desperate, almost begging. He never begs. It's not in his nature. Not just because he's an alpha but because he is Sylvester. I've never seen him want a thing so badly he'd beg for it.

He has brown curly hair and his brows were thick and angled. Ever since that day, we have been together. Sophie was the shy-type girl. I was the bold and confident one. Percy was the quiet type while Luke was the opposite. "You know Alora, I admire you. You're confident, smart, beautiful and everyone wants to be your friend. You're the total opposite of me." Sophie told me once.

Johnny asked. Max tore into a gummy worm and leaned back in the chair. “I can’t get a thorough read on her. The majority of the time, I’m on point with building a target’s dossier. Finding the core of what makes them tick. But she’s an enigma.” Slater spoke carefully. “I’ve read your profiling and agree with your assessment that she’s cool-headed, polished, has tremendous self-control, but there’s more to her. That’s just her armor.”

You wouldn’t even know he was there until your neck was snapped, a fineness Mylo also had, which often left poor Alderic as their distraction. Ainsley was less confrontational than me, always intent on being the lady in the room, and drawing me back from the edge of crazy that my whole family seemed to teeter on the edge of. Her personality was bubbly, she was outgoing and loved everything to be as girly as you could muster. If we had gone to a normal high school, I’d picture her as a lead cheerleader, because as lady-like as she was, you didn’t want to be on her bad side. That girl has a mean streak that even terrifies me, and I’ve never been on the receiving end of it.

They were wholly opposite and she couldn't for the life of her think about how to choose one over the other. Strange, she thought, wondering why she felt the need to compare the two. She'd only known Marwan for less than a month and Muslim even less so. It's weird how when you meet a person you take a liking to them immediately you find out you share the same love for the same book or movie. "Slytherin," she replied, proudly. "Ah," he nodded. "I'd have pegged you for a Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Are you a parselmouth too?"

It was all I could do to maintain a straight face because the image of Sloan with his tiny feathered wings and halo was so completely ridiculous and grotesquely funny. Sloan? A winged saint? The man who had practically coined the term malevolent? The man who had just whipped me and then attempted to trick me into admitting my jealousy? My shoulders trembled with repressed laughter but I was able to control it to cough. Sophia went on in a solemn tone unaware of my inner conflict. “Victor has devoted every ounce of his life to The Order. He is unrelenting, unwilling to compromise. Ivy, he has lost all human characteristics because of…somethings. Only loyalty as well as effectiveness. Everythi

Lilia messed with the wrong Alpha! "I don't know where she lives, how do I find her?" He asked, going straight to the point which is why I liked him. Raven had a quiet, Stern and strict nature. He could wait till you're about to die die before he saves your ass. He's smart and calculative and doesn't rush to do something drastic, hating my brother's gut over and over again. He loosenes up at times to me but I only get to see that on rare occasions. He acts as if his personality hides a dark secret that might hurt others if he tends to loosen his true self.