Will Solace Personality Novels & Stories

“This idea is crazy. You will not like it.” “I don’t like being left alone to in charge both of the pack and the alpha, but I did it anyway. Don’t you think this is too late for you to think about my comfort?” Lance was annoyed beyond words. He grumbled at Tace. “Tell me now or I will kick you out of the room.” Tace was still a little bit hesitant at first, but finally after a long silence, he spoke again. “Do you know that the personality of a shifter is so close to their wolf spirit? I mean the soul of a shifter is part of the spirit of their wolf?”

Lucas quickly turned his head, pretending to adjust his new hairstyle. Lily didn't notice that her actions had made Lucas blush, and his heart was beating fast. Because, when Lucas' agent packaged him, she gave him three persona choices: - High emotional intelligence and good social skills, - Simple and straightforward, or - Suffering from emotional cleanliness disorder. Lucas, without hesitation, chose the third one: Suffering from emotional cleanliness disorder. Because this persona was most similar to Bianca, he thought that choosing this would bring him closer to Bianca. After establishing this persona, his agent had strict rules for him:

Seeing Starr cry in their mother’s arms, made her feel some sort of happiness. Meanwhile, Solace was surprised almost out of his skin. He wasn’t sure it was Starr who was really in his mother’s hands. He chuckled a bit, thinking of how the scenario look like the prodigal son’s story. Solace had always been the introvert of the family. He hardly spoken, and often spoken when necessary or when he felt like. So, he simply stood at a corner and watched everything unfold, wishing he could get a hug from her also. He had missed her so much, and had asked a lot about her from Sorcha. But, Sorcha had said that Starr wasn’t really giving her a chance and pushing her away. So, he soon gave up and let

“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.”

"I can still feel the pain of betrayal after she won the scholarship. That should be me. I deserve it, but she stole it from me. S-She looked so innocent but she's a dirty woman." One of my work mate went to me and caressed by back, comforting me. "I guess, we should just let her go. We can still find someone as skillful as hers. Talent isn't all we need. We need a good employee." Gotcha! I mentally chuckled and wiped my tears. I lifted my chin proudly. Solana can be easily disposed without even dirtying my hands. ***Solana's POV

"I've known my fair share." "Would you say it is normal for someone to be both a sadist and a masochist? Or do you at least have experience with the two sides in a single personality?" Jessa asked. Her gray eyes were alive with intelligence and wonder. I shook my head. "The players I know tend to stay on their side of the slash. Add to that his psychopathic tendencies." I shook my head again. "That is a combination I've never come into contact with." "What is this psychopathic business? My son is not a monster," Momma said with a growl in her voice.

“This is some next-level family-reunion-drama. Look, I don’t know what you’re on about, but I had parents. They raised me. Yelled at me. Loved me. And if you think you can stroll in here claiming I’m your lost solar princess, you’ve got another thing coming.” --- Solen She burned like the sun — defiant even in denial. He’d imagined tears, awe, surrender. Instead, he got sarcasm and a girl who glared at him like he’d interrupted her nap. “You joke to hide fear,” he said. “Obviously,” she replied. “You’re glowing like a nuclear reactor. Fear seems like the smart choice.” He studied her — the silver threading in her eyes, the faint pulse of divine energy beneath her skin. “You cannot escape wha

Sol sneered. Pointing at Sol accusingly, the guy continued his speech. "It's the reason she won't get involved with anyone. She prefers casual sex with strangers. I don't want you mixed up with someone like that, sweetness." "It took you exactly two seconds to get back to being your usual jerk self!" Sol said. "Let's not fight because of her. Please." He ignored her. They were both ignoring her. The finger that pointed at her seconds ago was now stroking Julie's cheek and lips lovingly.

I let out a deep breath and then turned my head on Solana who is already looking at me but when I caught her she immediately looked away then stepped inside the fitting room. "Solana is a great person Alton," Kris uttered out of nowhere that caught my attention so I looked at her completely confused. "She always put others before herself. She is too kind. Too fragile," she added looking at me directly in the eyes with a genuine smile plastered on her face. "Why are you telling me this?" I asked because I can't fully understand where this conversation is going. "So you won't hurt her, she has suffered enough Alton," she uttered then focused her eyes on the dressing room where Solana stepped i

Soloman said, almost sounding offended. I finally turned to look at him. Tilting my head in confusion. Soloman sighed. “We are well aware that not every bond is the same,” he said. “At the end of the day, it does not change who we are as people. If anything, it can intensify certain aspects of our personalities. But it can only work with what is already there.” “You see, that’s the problem,” I said, reaching for some validation. “I have been so easily fooled so many times. Anders, Mason, Motty, even my own stepfather who raised me.”