Venti Personality Novels & Stories

His face was burning red with anger. And I swear his glare burns like hot potatoes. If Lord Ethan’s glare is dead cold silent, Zen’s is intense, burning hot. While Kaiden was more like lightning and electrifying. And this is Zen’s real attitude and personality. I thought he was creepingly silent and behave, and was very obedient.Hindi yung mukhang tambay sa kanto at matigas ang ulo, yung walang sinasanto kung sino ka man o anong estado mo sa buhay.

Asked Liem who made Victor look straight at him. "Number 1 in the top sequence is a stubborn one who sucks just a little bit left even though I can beat him" said Victor "Who is he the one who can beat you comrade" asked Liem with a serious face "Hm" The sound of Victor's sigh "He is a person who really likes freedom and a person who is very difficult to predict. Sometimes he is called a hero for some people because he does good by defending a small village from the village bandits but sometimes he also does stupid things" said Victor.

• Vantae Keats: V is an eighteen-year-old boy who lives with his cousin and uncle. He has slightly wavy dark brown hair and prefers to keep a mullet. MBTI type: ENFP. He may be a recognized Extrovert, but this young man hates mingling with people. He's 179 cm tall (5'10 ft), weighing 62 kgs (139 lbs). Has one monolid and one double lid and a damn cute boxy smile. Favorite color: Grey. Zodiac: Capricorn. My boy hates coffee but is down for hot cocoa anytime. Vantae doesn't have the rock-hard abs like most protagonists but instead adorns a lean shape. He's brave and strong with a fighting spirit. With no parents to shield him, he was brought up by his cousin, Asa. Not to forget his best friend

Dante sighed, leaning back as he rested his head on the cushion, eyes shut. Dante was the kind of man who moved before he thought, driven by impulse and sheer force rather than reason. Once he wanted something, he would claw through every boundary—moral, legal, or personal—to claim it, without giving a fuck about the mess he might leave behind. Paranoia coiled tightly around his mind; he saw betrayal in every glance, threat in every whisper, and trusted no one but himself. His temper was a fuse that burned too fast. With his elder brother—the only person he normally listened to—not around to keep him in check, he exploded at the slightest provocation, making people step carefully around him,

The bar. He always said it was his real home, and the place where he felt most in control. Enzo Valenti wasn't a family man or a loyal soldier. He was a showman, and a narcissist. It was part of the reason I'd kept him around this long, because that arrogance made him useful. Until now. I drove faster, and the city blurred around me but all I saw was that empty apartment in my mind. Something was crawling underneath my skin, and I didn't want to name it.

" Wouldn't that mean that V1 and V2 aren't stable?" " I guess so... but maybe because of all the drama that's going on or that they are hiding it from her? Maybe that's why V0 doesn't do anything about it?" " Hmmm... So if V1 is sloth, V2 is lust, V4 is wrath, V5 is pride, V6 is gluttony and you are greed." " Which makes either V3 or Kaen envy. " " I can't see Kaen as the envy type. .. If you ask me, the way he acted when V1 piss him off was definitely a low level of wrath and he does come off as prideful once in a while." I pointed it out.

He also made Sebastian see his positive and motivated disposition, as well as his generous and forgiving character. Vireo was very similar to Sebastian's brother. Not only did they look similar in appearance, but also in demeanor. However, his temperament was gentler than Holden's, and he was more forgiving than Holden. Holden's character was a little bit like a spoiled child. Not only that, but Holden's character was gloomier. Also, Holden was very vindictive. He was just as merciless as his brother when it came to killing people. However, Vireo was different.

Mama narrowed her eyes as she hit lightly on my back with the rolling pin, "At least respect your mother and don't curse in front of me." I huffed, I barely cursed but some people tended to grate on my nerves. Rolling my eyes, I let myself out of the bed, "Whoever this god is, we will make him eat his words. He is so gonna regret it." "Just don't go near him," Mama sighed as she watched me brush my teeth, "He is a Victor." My eyebrows scrunched as I met her eyes through the mirror, "The Victors?" She nodded. "Why would Victors come to our restaurant?" My voice was muffled as I looked back at her, "They're rich and super snobby. They don't eat in local eatella."

I created The profile in seventh grade and I have never had a reason to change or edit except the age with the passing years. My real life personality was Penelope. Anti social, book worm and always having nothing to say about a situation. I loved mathematics and physics and would always ace my tests and exams. She gave no fuck about what people said to her or said about her. She only cared about her family and Mason and her pet dog. My fake profile life was Wendy.She was a mess. She was that dumb ass girl that almost all men hated because she had no boobs and ass and she loved naughty conversations.