Soft-hearted Personality Novels & Stories

And she would understand it sooner or later. I leaned back in my chair, still watching the video on my phone, satisfied. People were running, shouting. Then, I imagined her face, shocked and angry. She was too proud to cry in front of anyone. But I knew her. I had studied her since the moment she walked into my world, wearing her father's name like a crown she hadn’t earned yet. She was bold, smart and ambitious. But still too soft inside. And softness? Softness gets you killed in our world.

“The soft ones are easier to break.” I wondered who gave this man such a jaded view on life, who cast him out into the cold street. Whatever happened to him, he was still kind and generous, and I couldn’t help but find that incredibly attractive. “The soft ones are the most loyal,” I countered. “And naïve.” “If you mean trusting, yes.” “I meant naïve,” he deadpanned. “It’s not a crime to look for the best in people.” Albert grunted fromthe driver’s seat, apparently eavesdropping.

“I think a soft and sweet girl might be what he needs sometimes to see the error of his whorish ways, but then someone stronger than him, firmer too, might be more ideal.” “Or maybe a mix of both?” I suggested. “Someone who is firm but soft. Quiet, but can be authoritative when needed.” “That sounds like two separate people. I don’t think a single girl can be all those things.” Winnie suddenly came to mind. Winnie was by no means sweet to strangers, but he was soft-hearted to those he was closest too. He was the spoiled one in Broom StiXXX. Everyone, even Mick and Rodger, bended to his whims when he batted his lashes over his cat-like eyes, or threw a silent tantrum when he didn’t get his wa

I said, while keeping my phone in my pocket, "I was already aware of it. Sour food people are thought to be critical and harsh, yet they hold themselves to high standards." "I believe they made an error." "How?" "Because you're neither harsh nor critical. You're the type of person who is nice among people they know, a thinker because you write novels, impatient because you want to know your brother's girlfriend, talkative when it comes to your book, peaceful at other times, and ultimately, passionate about writing. Nice, impatient, chatty, calm, and enthusiastic."

'People think I am strong. I am not strong. There is a difference between a strong person and a stubborn person who just won't put her sword down. I am the latter. Again and again and again... pick the sword up, pick the sword up, pick the sword up. I'm hard-headed not hard-hearted. I may be stubborn, sassy and rude at times, but I have a big heart and care about others more than I should.' ❤❤❤❤A NEW FOUND FRIEND AND MEETING THE A****N'S❤❤❤❤

…bastard really hung up on me? I sit in silence for a full minute, scowling at the wall like it’s responsible for my misery. What Henrik said really bothers me. Standards? Personality? I have those! I want a woman who makes me laugh and has the kind of body that gives me a hard-on when I’m supposed to be listening to her talk about her day. Personality? Please. I have so much personality that I’m not legally allowed in plain shirts. “Personality,” I mutter out loud, testing the word. It sounds like a disease. Or a protein shake flavor. Nobody wants that. They want shoulders and abs. And I want a woman who—

"And what has that fascination allowed you to pick up?" "Fine," he gave in. "You're a total softie. You're very sensitive but you don't show it, at least you try not to but sometimes you can't help it. You're way too nice for your own good. You don't give people shit even when they badly deserve it." My eyebrows furrowed slightly. "What do you mean?" I couldn't help but be curious as to why he saw me like this. I didn't know if he was necessarily wrong either.

"Then, tell me the next one!" "Next there is Alexei, he is a figure who is shy and does not act much. His figure who loves others unconditionally because of his very soft and sincere heart. It makes him easily understand other people's sadness and feel it too. People say, as a 16 years old, Alexei is very whiny and weak. It lowers his self-confidence and always thinks that he can't do anything. He is the younger brother I love the most because we share the same room. If you know him, I'm sure you are will feel the same!" "Is that so?"

That she was able to dissuade me from doing something reckless. Her lips contorted. I knew she was trying hard not to cry. Olivia really is soft-hearted. That’s why she was hurt all the time. People thought that her being soft-hearted gave them the license to hurt her. They did not know that being soft-hearted, though it makes her vulnerable to pain. It also made her courageous. She can be kind and tough, too. To dispel the sudden tension in the room, I strode to the dresser to grab the tissue holder and handed it to her.

"Ms. Carter, I want to keep what happened right here from happening again. You're the only person who's come closer to stopping it than my medication ever has." “Again, why me?” “I'm not entirely certain, but I've noticed your…uh… personality has a way of distracting me from the unfavorable elements in this environment.” “My personality? You mean my nuisance, dumbness, recklessness and unprofessionalism? Cause that's basically how you’ve described me.” ​“No,” he said with a faint shake of his head. “I mean full of life, kind, chirpy, clumsy. Naive, chaotic, yes. But real.” One corner of his mouth twitched before he caught himself.