Character Perspectives Novels & Stories

he clearly decided to change the subject. "Well… It's about a guy… seeking for vengeance," I generalized, hoping to skip anything that could make me reveal that I based the main character on him. "Really?" he smirked, "What kind of a guy he is?" "Much like you…" I thought but of course, I couldn't say it out loud. I sticked with a simple description. "He's a smart, and vicious perfectionist," I replied. He snickered then gave me a profound gaze as like he could read every thought that crossed my mind.

I wonder why I don’t fancy talking with her. “Mm…there is a different between nerds and charismatic people. Nerds say knowledgeable things whereas charismatic people say the right things which mean they only know answers to please the other party.” He says. I giggle. “Anyway, I don’t judge people by their appearances. I guess what I’m looking for from people is their characters.”

"This is a man's matter. When is it your turn to talk?" Jena suddenly shook her body and immediately closed her mouth without speaking. Everyone saw that even Charlie's appearance was useless, and their hearts immediately sank to the bottom of the valley. The only person here who can be relied on is Charlie, his father's name is useless, everyone else is not a goat waiting to be slaughtered. Charlie was speechless at this time and couldn't answer, stood there stunned, looking extremely awkward. At this moment, Allen Old's sharp eyes passed over Mark Susann and Charlie and the others, and saw a few beautiful beauties standing not far away, especially Charlie's girlfriend, Tom Hiddleston, with

They laid me out before Roxanne like a dead fish. I wanted to ask her why she had to destroy me this way. She spoke first. "Look at you," Roxanne said lightly. "This is how a side character is supposed to end. Don't look so surprised. I'm a player too, and I'm the heroine of this world. What gives a mere supporting character like you the nerve to steal my male leads?" So that was it. At that moment, I almost wished she hated me enough to kill me outright. I was done with this game. Done with the mission. I wanted to go home.

To some degree, we’re all like this: fundamentally flawed, but doing our best to make life better. Instead of painting the characters in the novel with these simplistic brushes, I tried my best to instead show them as varying degrees of Selfless and Selfish. It’s out of these two traits that we can determine all sorts of ideologies. Add on top of that each characters’ dreams and desires, and we get a much better sense of who they are. Do they lean left or right on the political spectrum? Are they about helping others or profiting off them? When they kill, do they do it to protect, or out of greed? Are they making other peoples’ lives better, or only making their own life better?