Fantasy Male Characters Novels & Stories

These girls needed cock, and they needed it badly. Just as Alexa was about to lose control of her team entirely, a group of five male adventurers arrived at the castle seeking shelter for the night. There was Agar, the hardened warrior; Thand, the barbarian; Elvian, the elf; Xanix, the thief; and Vorlan, the mage. Little did they know, they were about to walk into the orgy of a lifetime.

They have blue blood and are mostly scale skinned. The Wyrm class are large snake-like creatures, with no legs and purple blood. Their fangs are poisonous and the fuckers are quick. Their skin is tough but light making for good leathers, it is always black in colour. Hydra class are giant creatures that breathe fire from their multiple heads, they are rare and extremely difficult to take down. They also have purple blood.

Maybe it's because he's so mature, he looks like a 25-year-old youth, but his actual age is 93 years old. Aefar has an appearance that is not very different from Halvir. Tall and big, as well as traces of experience on his body (cuts, claw marks, bites) decorating almost all over his body, just like Halvir. Aefar has fair skin like Hans and Gavriel, and his hair is bright red. Aefar has a gentle and sweet face, very charming. If his body were covered with clothes and showed no scars, then he would be a handsome Prince Aristocrat who was sweet and kind, who would make women go crazy about him in the Modern World where Anindira was born. No one would have thought that he was a *Sapphire-ranked

“I can’t keep track of all these gawd-damned rules.” As Louis fumbled with his dice, Jon consulted his character. Crixen Runeburner, elf mage, tall and proud. He was from a noble line of adventurers and princes. Magical rings glistened on his fingers. Multi-colored robes flowed about his willowy frame. They mystically staved off attacks and turned back spells. Around his feet flowed silken boots that allowed him to run with the speed of a pony. His right hand held a mighty heft of oak, an enchanted quarterstaff of kicking-your-fucking-ass.

Touché, mister! "Well played, Your Highness. Well, played," I applauded sarcastically and rolled my eyes which made him laugh even more. Time and time again, Caspian's character in the novel proves me wrong since he was nothing like his character in the novel. In the novel, he was always on his guard and was a league of his own, he hates women and reigns supreme among all men in high society. He was like a rose, a real beauty, but he also had his thorns that pierces anyone who stands in his way.

If anything, I'll put explanations in brackets or something. - - - Author's Notes 💭 - I'll let you guys know right off the bat because I know for a fact there will be a lot of complaints about this: the male lead will be a major asshole; he'll be a literal villainous character. He's intentionally written out to be like this. - He will literally be the worst person I've probably ever written (compared to the male leads of my previous stories) because I want to challenge myself as a writer to see how messed up of a character I can write [weird, I know lol].

I didn't know I had that effect on him. "I don't know how to explain it, but this happens every time you look at me." He chuckled and pulled up his pants again. We stayed quiet for a little while until he took my phone and scrolled through the main male character of the K-drama I had just watched. "Baby girl, are you sure this guy is your type?" he asked. "Yup," I answered in affirmation. The male lead was older, gentle, kind of like a prince charming - having the same aura as Rai, to be exact; all my exes had the same outer appearance. Gentle and kind, even Jeremiah looked gentle. Only Damian was different.

John was optimistic but it wasn't enough to keep them still, the quivering sound of one of the campers was a signal that it was only a matter of seconds before everything went South for them. "Gary... I know you are frightened but please for your sake and the rest of us do not do anything stupid." John said trying to manage the whole situation and it was too late, the long claws of a beastly creature had slized through someone's flesh. The creature was huge with animalistic features of a wolf it's eyes a shiny red that was visible through the dark. It stood tall with the upper half of it's body widely intimidating and they all looked like ants before him. Their eyes went slowly to look at Ga

He has about triple the amount of followers that we have. Just from where I stand, pushed behind Raf, I can see that he has vampires, werewolves, goblins, trolls, dark elves, witches, sirens, wendigos, demons, dark knights, druids and gargoyles. He has truly magical creatures, most with a predilection for being evil. I am not surprised in the least. But I am worried. Very, very worried.

I fumbled my toes, reading the chapters intently as the atmosphere quieted down. The other reason why I was so excited for the newest chapter was, it stopped at a good part where another new character is introduced. It was a mythical dragon, named as Clairmont but people called him Halberdier of Chaos, Rodrigar. Even though he’s just introduced in about a few chapters, somehow, he immediately became my favorite. I don’t know how should I put it, but maybe I’m attracted by how the author managed to explain his appearance in detail; a dark skin tone, piercing golden eyes with a spiraling red around it’s cornea, tall stature, and leanly muscular body. The author also stated in their notes that