He-man Characters Ram Man Novels & Stories

Another one roared. "Can someone call security?" The others suggested. "Don't worry, ladies. I'll handle this." They all looked satisfied when a man walked towards Marionne. He looked like in his mid-40s, yet still, look formidable and elegant. "I know you, Marionne, right?" Marianne felt like he was showered with ice-cold water. The man in front of him was the father of Ava. "Uhm—yes—yes, sir." He struggled to answer.

“I am here to evaluate him. What do you think of him? How good a leader is he?” “Well… I… erm…” Ryan began to stutter. He was confident before so that surprised me greatly. A man ran in at that moment. He was a big man, he could pass for a Sumo wrestler. He must have struggled to fit his potbelly into his shirt. Even now, he was probably uncomfortable. As he came closer to me, he flicked off the sweat from his forehead with his forefinger. I wondered if he had no handkerchief. “Nice to meet you, sir!” He said in a loud, cheerful tone.

He grinned a predatory grin when he looked over his shoulder, catching sight of him. "Damon has already heard, gentlemen," Ram said as he stalked toward the three men, his bare feet silent on the marble tiles. "I suggest you hand that over to Ram," Damon said, pushing a fraction of Alpha into his tone, warning Ram that it would be in his best interests to comply. Damon watched his internal struggle as he clutched the small jar tightly. "Don't make me ask again," Damon growled as he held his hand out, smirking when the other wolves placed it in his hand.

Ram drank beer first before answering the person in front of him. "Of course, Robert. We've taken Roel away without a problem. And we've even made Jacob to jail the apple and troublemaker Ledesma," Ryan laughed out loud after saying that. "All right, enjoy tonight," Ram shouted to his men. "You won't have any problems with the wine, beer, and food tonight because I'll take care of everything." Ram's men cheered because of the joy they felt. And they were even more happy when their boss gave each of them one thousand bills.

Back on the battlefield, Mane was looking at the two warriors of the Citadel left - Dragon King Bast and Elder Hanuman. Although there were only two remaining, Mane could not feel any relief. Rather, now that the others were not here, a strong sense of unease washed over his heart; it was especially so with the one called Hanuman. The sense of crisis the man gave him was so strong that Mane didn’t even bother to admire the large chasm he had created; neither did he pay attention to Elder Wind who had been buried several meters within that chasm. All that was on his mind were his two opponents.

’ Ram stood upping from the driving seat and walked towards the gate of craft. Lakshman released the vacuüm, and the gate opened with the single press on its red-coloured round-shaped switch. Lakshman also followed Ram and came out from the craft for observing the conversation. A very decent personality came out from the dark smoke generated through the fuel combustion. Person existed with a calm nature, wide black eyes, muscular torso, shining forehead, and hands folded in the position of bowing down. ‘Gentleman, who are you?’ The person asked Ram very politely.

, He spoke as he got down the car and walked towards the people who came to receive him. Character's description: Ram- Grandson of Mr. Vikram. Dr.Deshmukh veer-Respected professor in the field of interior designing. Jai- New assistant of Sandy, another assistant of Aditi. Author's special. P.S: The characters and the description is complete fiction. I hope you guys will enjoy the plot without bringing logic and facts😁😅💜

He mumbles, glancing down at me. "Oh," I mumble, resting my head back down on his chest. Ramon used to be human. He used to have a easy going life. "Do you miss being human?" I ask softly. He half laughs and half sighs. "Sometimes, at least, until I think about having you now and all the people I've met throughout my years." His eyes meet mine and I give him a gentle smile. "You suck up." I smile, pressing a kiss to his jaw. He chuckles lightly, and tilts his head towards me.

The man had his arms around the woman's shoulders, no doubt whispering romantic nonsense, judging from the way her shoulders shook with laughter. "Rothrar," Ramon called out, his gaze on the man. The couple turned around. The man's appearance caught my eye. His resemblance to Ramon was striking. However, he had a baby face compared to the king's but similar red eyes and a similar diamond symbol in the middle of his forehead.

He unfastened a water bottle on the camel and flung it over. Xiao Chen caught the water bottle and smiled lightly. "Thank you, elder brother. How should I address you?" The burly man clapped his hairy chest. "I am Hu Han. Just call me Brother if you don't despise me." Then, he pointed at nearly 30 men behind him. "These are all my brothers."