Venti Personality Novels & Stories

"Lisa, are you really sorry?" She froze, then nodded frantically. "I am! I really am!" "No." I shook my head, tearing away the last scrap of dignity she had left. "You're not sorry. You just regret losing the bet. "What you wanted was never me. What you wanted was George's affection and dependence—and at the same time, the prestige and convenience of having a fire captain as your boyfriend. You wanted both. You didn't want to give up either. "At the explosion site, you defended George because putting me down in front of him fed your pathetic vanity.

Damien was sharp and cunning, a person no one could easily control. In contrast, Marcus was known for his gentle and kind nature. "Mr. Damien, it's an honor for the Vale family that you could find time in your busy schedule to come," Chris said, his face full of flattery. Serena couldn't help but laugh at his two-faced behavior. How could someone switch personas so quickly? Marcus was utterly shocked. How was this possible? Damien had never attended any family memorials before, even the Kade family couldn't do much about him, given his strong influence and the fact that few dared to cross him.

Trying to explain it over the phone would only confuse things, so she could only ask Autumn to meet her in person. Autumn glanced at the papers in her hand. “Alright. Send me the address.” A burst of excited cheering came through the phone. “Okay, Autumn, I’ll send it right away!” After hanging up, Autumn curved her lips slightly. Youth really was a wonderful thing—people could get so excited over the smallest matters. Vanessa’s personality was exactly the kind she liked—straightforward and refreshing, without all the schemes and pretenses. Compared to someone like Sienna, who was manipulative and self-important, Vanessa was infinitely better.

Vicidior, an 18-year-old high school student, was known for her striking beauty. With her captivating eyes, full lips, and curves that begged to be explored, she turned heads wherever she went. But Vicidior was also known for her intelligence and fierce independence, traits she inherited from her mother, Kenzy.

It was like she just wanted me to drop dead at that instant. I had to do something. Say something, or else, Maita could fall victim to this vengeful spirit right here. I didn’t know her enough to believe she wouldn’t be so ruthless to someone in her pack. For what it was worth, I didn’t think she was one to care about such things.

He will follow his alpha’s command, even if his heart doesn’t want to. He let a moment pass by. “That’s the thing, Serena. We don’t have to be enemies.” I peeked at him with a frown. He shook his head. “I’ve been thinking.” Well, damn. This is not good because Viggo and Spade are polar opposites. Spade is calm, a little insane, but he is always the reasonable one. Viggo, on the other hand, is impulsive. He throws fists before asking questions, but he is street smart. He becomes a different person when he uses his mind.

6'0 Lorenzo:Younger twin.Fun ,loving and a prankster.His good at hacking.Overproctective of his younger siblings but mostly Alessa.6'0 Vincent:Their Dad.45 years old.Cold, ruthless,mean, unmerciful and current mafia don.Loves all his children but mostly Alessa and also has a soft spot only for her.Would do anything to make Alessa happy and supper overprotective of her.Values family the most

The more I get to know her, the more I’m able to clearly see her kindness. “You know, I never thought that you were this kind of person in the very beginning.” Mimi was startled. “What kind of person am I in your eyes?” “Right now… In my eyes, you seem like a very nice person who’s got a very stubborn temper. However, you grow soft very easily. You’ve got a unique kind of stubbornness. You will fight through no matter how hard it gets, as long as it’s something that you’ve set your mind on. That’s the personality trait that I admire about you the most,” Zeke said in a gentle voice.

I look at her, noticing that she's smiling before I look away "I-I didn't mean to. Honest" I keep looking away before I feel her hand rest on my head and then ruffle it slightly "You are the most normal one. If we ignore the stutter and the shyness" As she takes her hand away, I look at her "Normal?" "Well—" Vanilla looks forward, tilting her body forward and backward as if she's on a swing as she says "The ginger haired one is horribly aggressive. The white haired one has this ghost like behavior, like he's there but he's not and well— Your brother acts really creepy" Then she looks at me "I say this with the purest intentions"

“What if… what if your child doesn’t like me?” I smirked, leaning back against the seat. “She’s four years old. She doesn’t have complex tastes. Besides, with your personality, I doubt that will be a problem.” “My personality?” she asked, her brow furrowing slightly. “Yes,” I said matter-of-factly. “You’re kind, resilient, and fiercely determined. All traits that would make you a good fit.” She didn’t respond, but her cheeks flushed slightly. She turned her gaze back to the window, avoiding my eyes.