Fiction Character Novels & Stories

he sat on the bed, winking at me. I smiled and scooted closer to him. "You are the best PI I know." He chuckled. "I am the only PI, you know." "Nah, Sherlock Holmes, Rick Castle, Hercule Poirot, Philip Marlowe, Nancy Drew." I listed off, my love for books and series overflowing with every word. Dad ruffled my hair, "No comparing to fictional characters, you know that." I grinned. "I know."

she asked me when we got out of the fortune teller's tent. "No," I quickly answered her. "Because I won't fall in love with a man while I'm here in your world, Cindy. I'm not from here and all of you here are not real people but just characters in a novel," I explained to her. "It's sad to know that I'm just a character in a story," said Cindy with a sad face.

Cadell Marcus grew up in this whole scene of demonic demons. Adonis Miller wouldn't be able to figure it out. He just abandoned this kind of impersonating and deceitful person from his heart. He knew this Cadell Marcus very well. If you are at a disadvantage, there will be no reminders. This kind of person deserves to be at a disadvantage. Then Cadell Marcus splashed out a pot of black dog blood towards Mr. Brown. Mr. Brown's body, covered in green snake scales, immediately emitted a cloud of white smoke, and Mr. Brown's pain continued to grow. roaring sound, red eyes as if they could drip blood, iron chains all around were straight.

Claretta skimmed the title of the online novel and Claretta felt dizzy at their behavior. "You're only running out of time on this?" Claritta sighed. "Don't you know? They are handsome and very cool fictional characters. Moreover, the main character of the knight in the story.” The other said that his eyes were like being hit by love arrows. "This novel tells the story of someone who is incarnated in the novel and becomes the main character, namely the Knight," "What's so interesting about the novel?" asked Claretta, still not understanding their excessive interest. “Reincarnation anyway? What the hell is that? Just a superstitious story that has no basis at all." objected Claretta.

I looked down at my cup to avoid his gaze. Hearing him rambling like this with a heart-broken voice, I can’t help but get mad at the author. Some writers are quite unfair. They decide on their character’s life, what they’re supposed to do, who they’re supposed to be, and how their life will end in the book. Some would never give justifications on the happenings as long as the main characters meet a happy ending. How about the people like Victoria and Ben? They are just side characters who are tossed around for the sake of backstories and plot spices. They are deemed insignificant in the book but being in this world... they all seem real, they are alive, they are humans like me and they have

Zhi Ruo rambled on with no signs of stopping. "Consort Feiyan, is literally the reason he could even become emperor, now he is being one sided because some new ass's father could help him expand his territory. Tch, he is worse than scum." {Novels are written this way because readers like a cold, strong, motionless main character with goals only to be at the top turning a blind eye to what's really happening around them. Such stories sell well that brings about the creation of abused cannon fodders to make the plot more dramatic. Host would be able to deal with these kinds of trashy main characters once she starts her mission, and this esteemed being is ready to back her up all the way.} The

GREEK BIKER BILLIONAIRE Y U R I _____________________________________________________________________ Bella Diana Characters, Place, Events or Any incidents are only a Products of the Author's imagination, Premonitions by our Pysche's in a semi fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living, dead or events are coincidental. This story may not be reproduced in any material form or transmitted to any persons without permission to the author. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- _____________________________

“The person who, after a thousand years born with the blood that carries the poison that will lead everything to the will of the selfish God and chess player, OPHIUCHUS.” Now giggling as the name is someone that they three knew, but not as deeper than what he had. His tone and voice are cracking the dreaded way, as the pen finally finished writing the words that he all claims as the character and his very nature towards the last loop and seventh. With the identity and name that he stolen. “Now we are talking.” He once more giggles, and end with a sinister smile and whispering. “This is what kind of a character and nature that I wanted to be.”

" I persuaded him. "Then? Why did you make a character like him in the first time?" Alfi asked irritated. "Oh, I get it, he must be just a minor character, right? You will have me to kill him brutality, right?" He added. "I planned to, but..." I said. "But?" Alfi asked. "You know, I also hate such character; handsome, introvert, strong, mighty, etc. I do hate such character as it makes the women admire such a man that they probably will end up being single till their death." I sighed.

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.