Booktok Male Characters Novels & Stories

I was getting more and more attracted to her. What was happening to me? I could not sleep so I thought of reading some book. I had liked two out of her seven completed books and had liked both of them. I opened the app and started reading the new book by the writer and read a few chapters of it. Oh, God!! The male protagonist was absolutely like me, in physical appearance and qualifications. And what surprised me the most was that the female protagonist was also exactly like my clumsy neighbour. They even met the way we met...

His body was not bulky and muscular like Roth’s, but more lean, his chest hairy, his biceps small, but well-defined and rounded and legs long and strong. And then Roth leaned in closer, sending Tristan’s heart racing. Roth put one hand on Tristan’s seat on either side of him, closing him in. He leaned over until their faces were close. He smelled nice - clean, like soap and shampoo - and being this close to him was getting Tristan excited, he could feel his cock grow stiff, stretching in his pants. “So, tell me the truth, you little boy, do you have ever think about having sex? With Eleanor or anyone?” Roth’s eyes seemed to be boring deep into Tristan’s soul as they were so close he could se

He leaned back against the counter, flipping the cover open. On the first page, written in bold, uneven handwriting, were the words: “A Secret Collection of Male Confessions.” Adam let out a quiet breath, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Confessions?” he murmured. “What kind of confessions…” He turned the page. The handwriting inside was rougher, heavier, different from one section to the next, like multiple voices trapped in ink. Different men. Different stories. His curiosity sharpened. He kept reading.

“Let's go back to Kalti. He's a bad boy because he is a renegade cop, and an outcast, because he's Aboriginal Australian, and he's sexy, isn't he? — Male readers identify with those 'take-no-prisoners' cops. To the women like a strong hero and are intrigued by other facets of his personality. What I just realized is that they might be getting tired of him being so lonely in life. loving. I nodded. — Even your male readers must appreciate a hot female character, — Even your male readers must appreciate a hot female character,

***** Warning: This book is rated 18 guys, there are words that some of you might find offensive so be warned. Also, the male protagonists of this book aren't all lovey-dovey at first, he's cold and aloof since it's his personality as a Mafia Boss. If you are not comfortable reading the book, I'll advise you should drop it. Don't forget to comment as it encourages me to write more, thank you!

I had a greater chance of flying to the moon than making this work. The last memory I had of him floated in my mind. He stood outside the elevator in his black boxers, his muscled chest heaving with rage. Everything about him was sexy, from his narrow hips to his muscular thighs. He looked at me like I was the biggest pain in the ass—but he was still sexy. Such a damn pig. I’d had my fair share of playboys and assholes, but Cato Marino was a whole new level. The man thought he was God.

Tell me why in God's green earth I just repeated what the female lead in the book she gave me said and did? He dipped his head, lips grazing the edge of my jaw. “Oh, Adele. Bad girls don’t get held after.” I stilled, breath caught in my throat. That was exactly what the male lead in the book said! Did he read the book too? He looked up then, meeting my eyes, and something raw flickered behind his playful mask. “But I’ll hold you anyway,” he said softly. “Because I’m already fucked either way.” The room grew quiet, charged, our gazes locked like the rest of the world had ceased to exist.

AUTHOR POINT OF VIEW I want to use this opportunity to thank all of my readers. It has been a long journey writing this book(my first book), all thanks to your reads and ever-supportive reviews. This book has shown different stages on how attraction for the same-sex might set in, as well as how society condemns it. Michael was a great male lead as he decided to control his feelings rather than give in to them. When I wanted to write this book, a question came to my mind. "Why are they gay people as well as lesbians?"

I was hooked and wanted to finish reading it this evening. Changing from my restrictive clothes of a tight pencil skirt and crisp white blouse, I threw on a t-shirt, keeping my panties and digging out some oversized socks to put on. Walking across to the chair, I picked up the book and found the bookmarked page and read on. The characters were coming home from work themselves and were unable to wait until they were inside the apartment to make love. The male character had his lady up against the wall and was thrusting up into her, hard. I was imagining her head thrown back in ecstasy as they let out their mutual orgasms.

Perhaps he had an angelic appearance, as he was well-liked in Clayland back when he attended a human school, and he was even more well-liked in our pack than he had been then. He was not quite as handsome as Kaiden, but as the son of an alpha, he was an exceptionally gifted and brilliant young man. This pack had a large number of female members, all of whom were more than willing to go to any lengths to be his mate. From my vantage point, though, things appeared quite differently; he was way too odd. He did not have the same appearance or feel as Kaiden. My partner may have seemed cruel, serious, and dominant in character; but, he was actually a giant softy at heart. In the book, Kaiden repr