Example Of A Third Person Narrative Novels & Stories

Third person The blustery cold outside had turned Iris’s nose red and numb. She left her mud-soaked boots at the door of her bedroom and hurried to the kitchenette to start some water boiling for tea. It’d been wet and gross out in the tool shed behind the rose garden. But she went there because she was looking for something that would be useful on her planned journey through the dark, cold secret passageways of the palace, winding her way over to the door that opened into the study that adjoined Alexander and Fiona’s bedroom.

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of

He didn't want to show himself to anyone, fearing someone might recognize him again. However, when he saw how happy the girl was, he couldn't help but smile genuinely. Her smiling face calmed him. Despite the pain in his chest, he didn't show it and nodded at the girl. He didn't regret his decision when he saw the girl jump for joy and ask for his autograph.

His life changes when he finds a mysterious silver coin on a lone walk home. And when it presumably saves him from the clutches of his usual bullies in school, he starts to suspect the coin is not as ordinary as he thought. But then people close to him start to get hurt and the coin starts to show a third sinister face that follows him into his dreams to haunt him and he finds out not all coins have just two faces . . .

Rosemary’s Pov “I will eat later…” I say softly , offering him a smile. He exchanges a look with Xavier , but I do not stay for the lectures that I know is coming. Instead I walk to the entrance and sit on the floor in a crossed legged position – my eyes fixated on the fiery red flames that almost touches the sky. I sit out there for a while , enjoying the peace of being alone. At this moment , all I ever want is to be alone. I would often feel my stomach kick me with hunger , as my nose smelt the food that was cooking but I easily turned my attention back to the burning kingdom.

*** Third-person point of view Kaiser Black jumped from his horse, leaving its reins in the hands of one of the pack warriors. His legs moved swiftly as he hurried inside the pack house. His face showing not a single inkling to his thoughts. He walked past the long corridors, quickening his steps as he took a turn into the Alphas' quarters. One last turn and he approached the tall door at the end of the hallway. He gave a sharp knock before pushing the door open. His eyes scanned the room until they fell on the beautiful woman sitting on a chair while combing her hair. The woman's eyes shot up, noticing him. "Kai, what happened? You look—" The woman yanked from her chair, her worried eyes ga

Third person POV Zack placed his long legs on the coffee table, one on top of the other, as he pressed his phone. As Zack surfed through the internet reading the news about the market and stocks, mindlessly looking at what he deemed important to his person and scrolling over what he didn't need to concern himself about, especially gossip, one would easily mistake him for the owner of the fancy restaurant he was in and the staff room to be his personal office if not for the waiter's uniform that betrayed him.

"Um. Well, OK. I was working undercover at the Slippery Pole to bait a cheater, but I was mugged when I stepped outside for some air. It's really smoky and stuffy in there, and I have allergies, so, anyway, some guy nabbed my purse and took off. I broke my heel while I was chasing him. I don't have my purse, my ID, or my phone. It was dark, and he got away before I had a chance to get a clear description. I drank a huge bottle of water earlier and all that running shook up my bladder, so I had to go. I honestly wouldn't have been able to hold it all the way back to the club." Her desperate reach for an appropriate tale paid off. The officer smirked and cleared her throat but looked as though

Third Person’s Point of view Theo was returning on his horse when he received the news from the messenger. He was riding at breakneck speed. He got word that Heather had mysteriously vanished without a trace and that there had been no evidence of an infiltration. When he examined the paper containing Gaia's words to him, he saw that Heather was suffering from a terrible ailment that was more than simply a cough. Theo was filled with regret. He felt he should have sent even a basic note to the sender. He was terrified that Heather might abandon him for good.

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