Soft-hearted Personality Novels & Stories

Not softer. That was always the wrong word for it, and he'd known it was the wrong word even when people used it about him—the coverage that described him as softened, the profile that had used the phrase warmer, the interview where the journalist had asked, with the careful delicacy of someone who thought they were asking something profound, whether falling in love had changed him. Softer implied that the original hardness had been the substance and the softening a reduction of it, a diminishment. That wasn't what had happened. That had never been what happened.

He was just average in every way. 'He wants to become the Alpha? Did he ever see his face in the mirror? What quality does he have to become an Alpha? He was nothing compared to Leonardo. Where he's enchantingly beautiful. I had never seen anyone so tall and admirably handsome all in one, along with a strong dominating aura that radiated from him, proving power and vitality. He looks calm but exceptionally dangerous. Though he looks like a coconut shell on the outside, he's soft as a marshmallow on the inside. But he never shows his soft side to anyone. He thinks people think a soft-hearted person is weak. He has a sexy eight-pack body and well-built muscles which is enough to tremble the en

I darted past him and through the doors. I was still trying to reconcile soft Aiden and asshole Aiden. I was still trying to make sense of the soft guy beneath the hardened exterior—why he was so gentle with me but so harsh to everyone else. And that soft act, I didn’t want to get pulled in by it. The random kiss just then? It was enough to make anyone believe that something tangible could be forming. Something real and longer-lasting than his usual thing.

"Even I too haven't fully figured him out, but I'll try. You are a good person, I can see it in your eyes and I wouldn't want his behavior to affect your good heart." Sophia didn't know how to react exactly but everyone these days seemed to make their blind assumptions. They see a young girl subjected to an eternal life of sitting on a wheelchair and conclude she was soft and innocent. There was nothing wrong with her being soft and innocent but she was also ductile, that, they didn't know.

The way he speaks, the way he carries himself— it’s clear he doesn’t have the same cold ruthlessness as the others. It’s like he has a soft and kind heart, one that doesn’t belong in a place like this. I can’t help but think “Who is he?”

Now, she couldn't care less about him. Kelly disagreed and insisted on defending him. "His personality is shaped by society. Deep down, I believe that he yearns for human interaction and affection, too. No one wants to be alone in this world. He's probably this way because he has no other choice." Her voice was extremely soft and gentle, which was unlike her. She usually spoke in a carefree and direct manner. If she was with Summer, she was an especially loud and rowdy girl. Now, she seemed more feminine and soft-spoken.

I implored softly, always happy to drop my strong personality when with her. Christos Fernandez the CEO or the Alpha might be a strong powerful man in the business world or at the wolf’s world, but where this woman and my kids are concerned, I don’t mind being a little puppy. They’re all I have to make my world a beautiful place and I will do anything to protect that! “I don’t want to fight with you also but we can’t sleep until we clarify this.” She instantly dropped her strong attitude also to go back to the soft woman I knew and cherished and at that moment, I was ready to do as it would please her.

He said looking at Ansh who was carefully listening to whatever he was saying. “Whenever Shama remembers the intense pain, her another personality quickly takes over her. But, she still can’t forget that pain. Her another personality is cruel and violent. That personality is a maniac. It tries to get over the pain by turning it into anger. In this process she sometimes even hurts herself. One of her personality is quiet and calm. It always remains silent and is cold hearted. That personality also tries to cover up her pain. This personality doesn’t like to smile or enjoy or talk too much because she knows that if she speaks then she will break down crying. She doesn’t want to cry. Slowly aft

I tell him “ softy” he mocks I haven't become soft. Someone shouldn’t have to suffer for something that wasn’t their fault.

“I’ve never understood how someone can be so hard-headed on the outside but so soft on the inside.” His words confuse me enough that I look up. “What?” “You’re submissive, so dominant wolves should be able to roll right over you. But when you dig your heels in, you’re stubborn as hell. Hard-headed. Yet underneath… you’re sweet. Soft.” Realization hits. “Like a jellybean.” He nods, completely serious. I bark out a laugh. “You idiot.” He growls playfully. “I am no idiot. Come here.” He tugs my hand. I resist.