Novel & Cerita Character Headcanon Ideas

" I persuaded him. "Then? Why did you make a character like him in the first time?" Alfi asked irritated. "Oh, I get it, he must be just a minor character, right? You will have me to kill him brutality, right?" He added. "I planned to, but..." I said. "But?" Alfi asked. "You know, I also hate such character; handsome, introvert, strong, mighty, etc. I do hate such character as it makes the women admire such a man that they probably will end up being single till their death." I sighed.

Quick question for my readers: Are you familiar with the concept of a meta-aware character?

but she couldn't seem to get it in her thick skull that I'm not an Alpha. My stomach rumbles from hunger but what if she has put something in the food or the water. Cara stares at me expectantly and I slowly pick up the flimsy plastic fork. I could stab her with it, but she would heal in seconds, unlike me. Though the fork's probably too flimsy to even make it through her skin. I let out a heavy sigh and rub my temples. “Do you have a headache?” “I guess.” I mutter. She was the cause of my headache.

“I can practically hear the catastrophizing from here. “I’m not catastrophizing. I’m… strategically considering worst-case scenarios.” “Same thing, oatmeal.” His lips brush my shoulder, and despite everything, I smile. He’s the only person who can make that word sound like the most precious endearment. “What’s the current disaster your brain has conjured?” “Oh, you know. The usual. I lose control, accidentally influence the entire council, they bind my power, the prophecy fails, our son grows up normal instead of the most powerful Alpha in generations, and also I pee myself in front of everyone because pregnancy bladder is real and terrifying.”

Yes I'm a calculating person who doesn't like anything to take me by surprise because I don't want my pack's life to be destroyed while I'm here. According to my sisters,I'm insufferable , grumpy ,a bully and a very intense person .I can't help it . Everyone thought that on my 16th birthday having a mate would change my character.I thought I would have a mate too .But I'm fucking 19 now and I don't have a mate .I'm slowly turning giving up my insanity little by little. Or maybe it's the genes I don't know who I Inherited it from but it can't be my mum because she is a very lovely sweet werewolf and maybe my dad because he was very cold man .He died early after my birth which automatically ma

' I replied, feeling a little burdened after finding inspiration for the story. Soon, I was drowned to set the main characters first. When it came to the male lead, I described his features and gorgeousness with his ruthless attitude and tyrannical personality. Especially, that beautiful but intimidating scar on his face, that made him more terrifying yet sexier. The main thing about the male lead is his paranoid personality. This is the main focus of the story along with the erotic scenes. From now on, I will write to him with my thoughts. He has to do whatever I think! I would make him move the way I want! Soon, Maximo Lombardi is gonna start his virtual life under me!

"Does that mean you want to travel the world?" "Yes, something like that." "I want to be an astronomer!" "I know Jane." "Sorry forgot you are my stalker." I laughed. "You are interesting research I must say." "Oh my word! Thank you." I burst out laughing. "Jane, do you believe in aliens?" "Honestly?" "Yes, your honest opinion." "Hell yeh! I love the idea of aliens. Do you?" "Yes. How do you imagine they look in appearance?" "They could have that weird oval shape head with big black eyes and four arms or something like that."

I tug my breeches up loosely, not bothering to lace them, and let my head fall back, staring at the flickering shadows from the dying fire. My mind drifts to how far I’ve come, or fallen, into this isekai mess. “Okay, brain, recap time,” I murmur to myself, voice barely above a whisper. It’s a habit from my old life, talking through fan theories alone in my apartment. “In Thorns of Desire, Cillian’s supposed to be this untouchable scholar, topping everyone in his path, building his harem without a hitch. But me? I bottomed for Ardyn on day one, topped them both awkwardly, and now we’re in a threesome competition? Plot’s derailed big time.” I chuckle softly, running a hand through Cillian’s b

"Fuck you. If you have nothing nice to say, please leave. Your support is the last thing I need right now" "No, I'm enjoying this. I hope it's a boy Cris because if it turns out to be a girl and she's a replica of her mother then you're doomed. She will run circles around you" When he said he hoped it was a girl, I immediately pictured a little girl who looked like her mother. With long black hair and an attitude to match her beauty. She would definitely demand to be treated like the princess she is or throw the biggest tantrums ever. I find myself smiling at that image but my smile drops when I realize the little girl in my imagination looks like Carina and not Zelda.

It seems like fall is going to be cold this year. “Good morning, world.” I wanted to use a tone like that one anime guy used as he talked to himself. Even though he talks like a mad man, the females will always like him, most probably because he’s godly handsome that he can strike down your heart in a mere second. That CEO guy on the TV too, he can probably do the same with that handsome look of his. I grunted before shaking off my head. I can’t. I need to stay loyal to the Monarch of Shadows. He is the only one I will put my heart to, despite being a fictional character.