Soft-hearted Personality Novels & Stories

"I'm asking you his whole story because knowing you, if something interests you, you will stick your nose to it until it satisfy you. Am I right?" Snorting, Aaron mumbled a curse from the other end of the call. "You're a scumbag." "I'll take that as a compliment, you usually call me a motherfucker, I wonder what made you this soft in words," I chuckled. "Fuck you," he barked at me before sighing deeply. "He's a fresh graduate, and well, would you mind knowing this, he's kind and generous, a sweet young man and known to be very nice. Wow, that's a man. Unlike someone I know, greedy and grumpy, like an old man."

She's gone? No, no, no, I couldn't let that happen. I needed to watch out for her wellbeing because Sapphire was an easy going person with a fragile heart that forgives easily and a chicken brain that keeps thinking everyone was like her. Soft, understanding, pure hearted, and barely ever wished bad for anyone— This was the definition of Sapphires kind of person. But what she hasn't realized was that everyone were built differently to either hate, harm, or cause chaos that could put the lives of innocent people in danger.

'Natasha' said as she looked at her with pity. "What do you think about my body and personality then, compared to hers?" Yvonne continued to ask. "Your figures are similar, but she is a little plumper and taller than you. However, in terms of personality, she is very straightforward and she has obviously been raised in a carefree environment ever since she was young. She is naive, romantic, willful, amiable, and easy-going, which makes people feel comfortable to get along with. However, a girl like her could be easily found in the streets. As for you, you are gentle, courageous, and resourceful. You are considerate of other people's feelings and you know when to push or pull back depending o

I shook my head and grinned because of how cheesy the words she just said. "And guess what? It's as though he possesses two distinct personas that combine to become a whole—a whole wonderful person. He's both calm and loud, and he appears to be unable to break plates but secretly likes dark genres. He pretends to be uninterested in his studies, and he appears to be a stubborn guy at times. Still, he genuinely cares about everyone and everything, and he made me so proud earlier this day when he stood up for my friend and risked bruising his gorgeous face."

she said, there really wasn't much to say in a placid relationship, a relationship where Ember barely knew how to function. "What is he, a mother?" He smirked, not losing one chance to make fun of him. So she decided to give him a subtle reply. "He was generous to other people and was never rude meaninglessly. He worried about others and was genuinely concerned for everyone. He was just a kind hearted and giving personality. He didn't know manipulative tricks or deceptive methods, or just laid out blatant statements that he couldn't back up. So that's that, I think he was pretty amazing, one of a kind, if you must," she said, crossing her hands across her chest.

“Mel, I was wrong. I was so wrong about all of it. Everything changed when I got to know the real you.” But she didn’t stop. She kept reading, like she had to see all of it, her voice trembling harder. “Core Weaknesses: High empathy and fierce loyalty to friends. Deep-seated desire for protection and genuine affection, likely stemming from paternal neglect. Operational Notes: These traits make the Subject highly cooperative and easy to manage during routine contact. She does not look for hidden motives or question discrepancies in my scheduling, behavior, or lifestyle. Her natural trust ensures that she remains a secure, non-threatening element within my immediate perimeter.”

She did not even look like she’s pretending to be an adult, or she was faking seriousness. Aloof and cold, calculating even. It was an expression that should not belong to a four or five-year-old girl. No, it was not even a kind of face that a human should be making. Ye Mo could not mistake it; the kind of temperament she was giving off right now was something that could not be cultivated overnight. ‘Yin’s background…?’ Her sweet voice was soft as she gently rubbed the rim of her teacup. “Old Fogey, why are you so nice to me?”

“Don’t say bad things about Grace, she’s adorable. I’m sure there aren’t many kids like her—cute, pretty, lovable, and smart.” “You forgot one.” He raised his eyebrows as he spoke. “What’s that?” I responded seriously. “She’s troublesome.” He answered with heavy emphasis. I clicked my tongue, shocked by his answer. “I thought you were a warm person.” I shook my head, pretending to be disappointed. “Of course, I’m warm. You feel it, don’t you? But that doesn’t mean I’m warm to everyone else. I’m like this because of you; I have no reason to be like this with others.” He explained himself without hesitation.

Her voice held a gentle urgency, conveying her genuine worry. Sophie truly embodies the qualities of a good friend. Though known for her witty humour that often cuts through even serious moments, this time was different. A genuine concern overshadowed her usual playful nature, revealing a depth of care and empathy that went beyond the surface. This shift in her demeanour spoke volumes about the strength of our friendship and her ability to be there when it mattered most.

He saw the guy who is also physically built just like him, just a bit taller and quite muscular than him, "thanks but I really need this" "I see, why don't you take a nap and come back when you have fully relaxed". Kelvin loved the suggestion and went along with the guy to have a drink and grab a bite. "my name is Wisdom, so why did you have to train yourself so hard" he said, Kelvin looked at the guy as he grab a bite of the chocolate and drank the beer, what the hell is this guy talking about, you can never know why I am doing that to myself, Kelvin said inwardly "are you good" wisdom said again