The Introverted Advantage Novels & Stories

I heard Dion's low voice from the side. I hummed as an answer. "How did you know?" He let a heartily laugh. "I'm an introvert." That made me turn my gaze at him. "Come again?" "I said, I'm an introvert. Aside from arts, books are my thing as well. Their addictive scent sents energy in me." With that, my mood instantly changed. I start talking to him about the books he loves, his favorite, did he already read that or this, I was hyped up by knowing that he is an introvert.

He left without another word. Diva gasped, realizing something. A train of thoughts burned through her mind. He answered all my questions with hardly any words. He didn't ask me about anything back. He doesn't like my company. He likes to be alone. Oh, my god! Her eyes widened, when the reality hit her head, he’s an introvert! Out of all the possible personalities, how did my husband turn out to be an introvert?? ★★★ "Sir, I have arranged an interview for tomorrow as you ordered," spoke Blaze’s executive assistant through the phone.

C I always made myself known when most guys wanted to go close to her. Most guys where scared of approaching her and had to stop me to talk to her for them, of course I never did. I made it look like they were interested in me, meanwhile majority of them were interested in her. I made myself the centre of attraction when we were in the company of guys and girls. Thankfully she was an introvert so she didn't get to go out and meet with people, she preferred burying her head in novels, watching romantic comedy movies and listening to classical music.

“Finally, I get to meet my favorite psychic in person. Whoa, I didn’t know you’d be close to my height in real life.” “Nice to meet you in the flesh too, Adrian.” “Oh my gosh, I love your skin. Its smooth peanut butter texture is incredible. It’s movie-star beautiful.” “Um, Thanks,” I said nervously. I’m not a fan of physical touch. I’m an introvert. But I wonder if associating with kids who have different personalities than mine would be fun. “Wait, are you reading my mind?” she asked. “No, I swear.” “Oh good, I thought maybe you were making me think something you’d thought of.”

Our tandem wins almost all inter-university quiz bees that our professors sends us to join. I really admire him for his intelligence and he does not flaunt it. I like that about him. He's humble even if he has the right to be loud about his achievements. Sometimes though, he can get really quiet and anti-social on people, but that's just how shy he is sometimes. People mistake his introvertedness as a sense of superiority; hence, some people are intimidated by him. For the past few years though, I'm happy that he has opened himself up, and that he has become more cheerful. He even tells jokes and plays pranks on people-- mostly me. I love seeing him laugh and smile. I love seeing him happy.

This part of him that wanted to feel the blood in his hand was also human. Im Jihoon knew that nothing was wrong with him. If some people were born introverted, then he was born to be like this. He knew that he was smarter than other people. These people were sheep and he was the sheepherder. Even a sheep could bite another sheep. “I didn’t want this to happen, Mother.”

We explore together and push ourselves to receive exposure like a necessity. Even then we might end up tangling our egos with each other, the communication makes it possible for the nexus joining us, to never break. While I am an introverted ambivert, who doesn’t know how to hide the very uneasiness I might feel with a new person, Gretchen is more on an extroverted side, especially her stunning and gorgeous smile that enhances her welcoming aura, helps her. Nobody can say ‘no’ to her smile, it’s hypothetically impossible.

To unexpected problems will arise unexpected solutions from unexpected heroes who had talents that were previously less useful. Leo hastened to the small chamber that he shared with cabin mate being on guard duty, he had the room to himself as he lit the oil lantern and prepared for the night's unknown excursion. He was nervous or anxious when he was about to do something big, and so these emotions have become markers for him to find his bravery, to go forwards, to tell himself that he was worthy of success and that by doing so he can bring goodness to others. Feeling nervous was like an invitation to check in with himself, to have that moment of tuning into my emotions and finding the best

He was ranting like he was unraveling, and somehow, seeing that side of him made me feel stronger. Confident. I knew the real Victor. And that counted for something. "So, you want to somehow get out of it?" I asked once he calmed down. He nodded. "Yes." "I've got you," I promised. "As the queen of introverts, I'll show you all about how to cancel and avoid plans without compromising your Red Ranger energy." Victor exhaled and hugged me tightly. I could feel his heartbeat hammering in his chest. "You're the best, Anne."

Besides being afraid that someone might recognize her with her different identity—her other name, she had another reason she couldn't tell anyone. She didn't like being in a crowd. She felt uncomfortable being the center of attention, and... she felt exhausted when she had to stand and talk to people she didn't know. Her introverted personality made her expend a lot of energy to stay in the middle of a party crowd. And when she dropped the glass, everyone looked at her in surprise. There was no judgment in their eyes. No one even blamed her for causing the party to stop for a few seconds because of her mistake. Yet, all of that surprised her... and she reacted in a way she had never shown to