Male Character Novels & Stories

He froze on the spot, his shoulder's raising as if he had been electrocuted. "And you are?" Draven H. Malcom was a tall man, built like a athlete with a toned upper body that caused women to melt by his mere sight. Through the tight dress shirt he always wore, a suit over his shoulders, the trained abs were noticeable. Even the manner his bright blue eyes examined a room caused many to feel as if their hearts were swarmed with butterflies. A blade was not as sharp as his jaw, and the pointy nose was so straight that plastic surgeons would never be able to recreate such look.

“The heat drove a lot of males into rut, and those with mates were fortunate enough. How did you deal with yours? Did you summon any…” “I am okay, Alpha.” “Are you, really?” “You know I don’t get affected by these things,” he said curtly. “Heat is not something you just ignore.” “Darius…” his voice dropped, so quietly that I had to raise my head to meet his eyes. Then, I saw again for the second time again the weight this male carried. Ronan was the strongest male I had ever known. Carved from discipline, secrets, and steel. He walked like someone who had survived ten lifetimes, yet he had never once shown a weakness strong enough for anyone to understand him.

he says, placing the tea cup he’s been eyeing on the table. With a sigh, Malvic’s focus finally shifts to me. He doesn’t look young anymore, but at almost fifty, he still carries himself with the strength of an Alpha. His well-trimmed beard and mustache, sharp eyes, and chiseled face give him an air of authority that’s both intimidating and commanding.

Malachi winked. “Whoever your future mate is, they're incredibly fortunate to have such a charming and handsome person in their life.” “Only the future will show, but right now, I'm happy,” Malachi commented. Dawn accurately described Malachi: a 6'3" muscular young man with mocha skin and impressive abs, a far cry from his skinny childhood. His charming dimples, chestnut brown eyes, and long, black, silky hair that falls to his upper back are captivating. There was more to Malachi than was apparent.

Well, if its a male, Lets just say i am going to stay here for a long time, until he decides to leave me alone. Its definitely a male. He is wearing a black button down shirt and a jeans. He is closer now. He is tall and his body is muscular. He is beautiful in a greek god kind of a way. I cannot see his face clearly from here. But i like what i can see so far. By the looks of it he is planning to get wet i guess. He removes his shirt and then his pants. I blush and look away from his 8 pack abs and sexy as hell body.

Amidst the crowd was an old man in his sixties. Yet, his physique was still overbearing and sturdy. With strong eyebrows, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon’s. All in all, this old man gave off the impression of prestige and dignity. At first glance, this man somewhat resembled the character of Magneto from Marvel comics. In terms of his appearance, he shared a high similarity to the character. This man was none other than Andusk Dragoon, the Grand Elder of Six Doors.

He watched my expression and asked, "Is it not good?" I looked up at him and replied honestly, "All the male characters are ugly. Since the players are supposed to fall in love with the characters, shouldn't the basic requirement be that they're handsome?" Julian chuckled. "Is that so?" "Yes. They also need to be respectful and considerate." I forced myself to keep playing the game. As I continued, I sat up and looked at Julian. "I think you should ask your female employees about their ideal partners. "Then summarize the traits, divide them into different types, and assign those traits to the male characters in the game. That sh

He was a black man with a dream and was doing everything he could to make his dream come true; for that, I admired him. We got along and understood each other well because we were both dreamers, living our lives in the pursuit of happiness. On top of being business-minded, Maleek had sex appeal and charm. His smile was perfect; he ate well and had a gym routine; he stayed at the barber shop, keeping a fresh lining to go with those ocean waves. He kept a nice luxury car that was kept clean, he was humble and believed in Spirituality, and the sex, the sex with Maleek was the absolute best. Any woman could understand why I was still hurting over this man and all of what I felt I had lost.

To Tando's left stood another male whom I recognized as Marc. Marc was similarly Shifted, but stood a head shorter than his 'Alpha', though he clearly tried to copy his posture. I didn't know the name of the other male who stood just behind them. This one wore a form more akin to a wolf than a monster, but he too had Shifted to something in-between. All three of them were quite terrifying to behold.

I urged. “He introduced me to someone.” She looked at me directly and sighed. “Maleek. He called him an old friend. That we’ll be working very closely from now on. I don’t know if it’s the same guy you know, but it didn’t sit well with me.” The name hit like a punch. But my face stayed calm as I spoke. “Describe him.” “Relaxed. Well-dressed. Confident, like he already knows where he belongs. Dark hair, sharp jaw. Firm handshake. He had an easy smile, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.”