Cyberpunk 2077 Male Character Novels & Stories

It was him. The man was standing by a black Harley-Davidson, his helmet tucked under one muscular arm. Even in a low-quality photo, Jax looked like a god of war. The sharp, Greek-god jawline, the broad shoulders that seemed to swallow the light, and those dark, piercing eyes.

To Amy, the metal man looked like a bronze statue of 2Pac if it came to life. She saw the electric light in his eyes glowing like a charging light on a smartphone. His chiseled, metallic chest resembled body armor on a gladiator. Amy’s words were stuck in her throat as she stared at 2Pac. She didn’t want to be fascinated by a robotic man wearing blue jeans. Amy tried to keep her focus on her son sitting in the metal man’s arms. She looked up at the robotic 2Pac, who towered over her. His carved titanium alloy-covered shoulder muscles shimmered from the auto factory ceiling’s lights shining down on his six-foot-four frame.

Tom Hiddleston's appearance is also very good, his figure is also very good, his hair is short to his ears, he also jumped out, although not as beautiful as Egbert Yedda, but still a beauty, conditions the family is definitely not wrong, opening a very large restaurant in Snow Citadel, with at least tens of millions of assets. Her boyfriend is also Snow Citadel University, this year's second senior, with a yellow silk around his eyes, looking polite, Egbert Yedda said, this person's name is Charlie, is the Snow Citadel Sanitation Department. The eldest son and Tom Hiddleston are also opposites.

Another officer spoke up from the back of the bridge. “Bring it on screen.” Fel muttered. He half expected it to be from The Strike complaining about the whole situation so when a human appeared on screen, Fel was both confused but also worried. The male was handsome for a human with black hair and green eyes that glimmered like beer bottles. There was a cruelness in those features. A sadistic playfulness that had Fel's blood running cold.

The figure is male, tall. And familiar.

I hurry to Cadoc’s side, and he moves so he’s standing half in front of me. A muscular, shirtless male emerges into the clearing carrying a huge white bathtub over his head. His biceps bulge. I shuffle a little further behind Cadoc. The male is older—maybe mid to late thirties. His brown hair and beard are shaggy. He has the look of a scavenger about him—fur on his chest, pointed ears, claws for fingernails. He’s handsome, but he’s clearly verging on feral. There’s a strange bronze ring around his blown black pupils.

Mine to wield. Footsteps crunched outside, heavy and deliberate. The flap lifted, and Malachi ducked inside, his massive frame filling the space. Towering over her at nearly seven feet, his body was a map of scars and sinew, black hair tied back to reveal sharp cheekbones and eyes like polished obsidian. He wore only loose pants of hide, his bare chest gleaming with a faint sheen of sweat from whatever predawn exertions he'd been about. In his hand, he held a strip of dried meat and a waterskin.

the professor said before finally leaving the room. As Mr. Adams stood next to me, I couldn't help but be taken aback by his sudden action of pulling down his hoodie. It revealed a face that was practically carved by the gods themselves, leaving me completely stunned. His features were strong and chiseled, with piercing brown eyes that seemed to hold a mysterious spark. It was as if he had stepped out of a Max Steel movie, resembling the actor Ben Winchell, who played the heroic protagonist.

The guards all bowed as he walked " Get the stuffs in the car " he ordered and they all rushed toward the car Alyssa followed him silently ******* " Luther, you are finally back " A man who look like he's in his early forties said with a smile " Yeah,,with his mate " Another woman who is likely to be his wife said and Luther faced them " Yeah,,am back. I found her ' He said " I fucking smell human in this house!! " A voice of a girl who should be between 17 or 18 years said out loudly walking into the same room they are in

He is around 6'5" tall, so I have to look up at him. Instead, his eyes sparkle like sapphires due to his tanned skin and nicely coiffed dark hair. His powerful physique and chest appeared to have been hand-carved by God underneath his white shirt. Instead of letting me imagine his abs in vain, he ought immediately to undo two more buttons so I could see what incredible abs he had. His prominent cheekbones, sharp chin line, and piercing stare indicated that he is not a male to fool with, I was hesitant if I should tell him my name out of concern that I might get into trouble. My intuition told me that he might is a Beta or Alpha. I tilted my head a little, letting him know that the loud music