Novel & Cerita Fiction Book Characters

That didn’t sound convincing at all but saying it out loud helped a bit. After I recovered from absolutely pessimistic, I drank my coffee-slash-breakfast and got back to my writing. I choose not to thoroughly adapt my book character on Toms handsome looks. I did it for the sake of my sanity. After my “marvelous dream”, I knew that picturing him as a murderer living next door will lead me straight to agoraphobia. I was going to focus on the personality… at least for a time being. I spend the entire day on writing my story up to the point of murdering my very own Mr. Preston by the main character.

There was magic, action, drama, shitty ex-fiancees, and love triangles. It was a famous web novel. The story always ended on the cliffhanger. There were a lot of snu-snu moments. The male lead was so frustrating at times that I wished to go into the book and choke him. The female lead, who was so dense despite being from a modern world, made my blood boil at all times. Why couldn't she see the second male lead who was in puppy love with her? She should be with anyone else but that cold-hearted asshole male lead who kept forcing himself on her.

I could feel an intense gaze on me but i didn’t dare to look at the direction it’s coming from. I opened my book and started working, but that feeling didn’t go away, i was definitely being watched. Mr Isaac’s voice echoed in the classroom. “Winston Smith is the protagonist of which George Orwell novel?” I raised my hand. “Yes Miss Jenkins” “1984” “Very, very good Miss Jenkins, that is correct can you tell me what genre of book does Danielle Steel primarily write?” “Romance” “Excellent! What do George Eliot, George Sand and Acton Bell all have in common?”

I knew that book hadn't left its position in a very long period of time. "People born with the Alpha's star. X Laviz, Adolf Brill, Janny Fox, and - If this talks about your life, I think you're the fourth." She said, flipping through the pages. "Me?" I asked. "Yes you, Nicholas. Now let me tell you the origin of the book." She said, She closed the book, and opened it again.

And everyone knows that she has more than one already written. " But none with such a well-developed main character," said Flynn. "You only like this book because it talks about you," I accused, resting the fork on the plate. Flynn looked offended. He was offended. "I like the book because I like everything you do. But... really... I think the story is much more captivating for the complex characters.” "I need to read this book," said Jenyfer, with a low giggle. "It has to be very good for you to have such a dedicated fan, Tasha.

You’ll want to know who everyone is, why they act the way they do, and what’s already gone down to set the stage for what’s next. So, if you haven’t been introduced to the chaos, deception, and mind games Alessandro and Viviane wrapped up in the last book, hit pause on this one. Read it, live it, and then come back to this book and get ready for more. •───⋅☾ ☽⋅───• DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional.

Instead, I felt alive. My gaze drifted outside as my thoughts returned to the sketch Rudolf had made. That woman is my main character. The one I wrote using every fragment of pain and courage I had ever known. She looked like me. Suddenly, my throat tightened. Maybe this book wasn’t just about a fictional character. Maybe it was also about my own unfinished healing journey. About how I had nearly collapsed because of Liam and Emily. About how I kept going for Noah. About how I tried to rebuild something that had almost been destroyed.

I love you all for reading it and supporting it continuously. This book would not be here without certain people in my life. and I would like to take a moment and appreciate Thier efforts as well. Saamia Shabbir, one of my best friends who supported me throughout this journey. Her nickname is Amy, so you can see where that character came from. She even helped me with the making of few big plots in the novel. She is the best part of my life to be honest. Saamia, this is all because of you.

It was cute that Zach was a fan of his books. After finishing one book, he dried off his hair and changed for bed. He didn’t know Zach enough to guess what the intern was doing at the moment. It was probably something that optimistic and happy people did. He picked out another book and read through it. For the first time he noticed how many of his protagonists came from broken families. It was no wonder he had written them that way. He had never written any characters to have the exact same family pasts as him, but he could now see the influences.

They even went so far as to officially leave a comment that included the time at which they finished reading the novel. The final comment read, "Goodbye, Violet. You're the female protagonist slash evil female side character that I've enjoyed the most this year." I laughed at that. What made someone a female protagonist versus an evil female side character? Did one have to be weak and kind while the other cruel and hellbent on fighting over a man? Only someone who wasn't fulfilled in their own way would be that desperate for love. It was true that I wasn't a kind, innocent woman. I was driven by profit and greed. Sometimes, I even resorted to somewhat unscrupulous methods to get what I wante