Male Protagonist Novels & Stories

“I simply saw the actions of everyone around me. Most of the people who saved girls were men. I'm just defaulting to that.” “Actually in the countless stories I read. The male lead usually has a kind heart. And will often help those with unfortunate fates, thereby creating many complexities, and promoting the story to become complicated. Often the very lucky male lead will meet a lot of benefactors or will easily find good things for himself or even those around him who also benefit from the infection.” Phedra Elizabeth was simply lost in her thoughts. “I don't think your thinking is correct. If you are seriously injured. I will tear her to pieces and will help you, save you even lose my own

Cal. I could draw Cal from memory but don’t take the risk. Those huge shoulders, broad and powerful, just like his own father. Those soft brown curls that are so at odds with his clenched concrete jawline. He’s so reluctant to be anything other than the alpha-hero. He has to win. Has to be recognised as something more than average. Down here is killing him. He’s nobody, just like me in this warren. Up above, he’s a force to be reckoned with, literally running into gunfire to save strangers. His chest peppered with tiny scars. His bare chest remains lodged in my memories, smooth, sculpted, and dangerous.

And yet he could not resist the pull. He admired Jonah's courage, the unthinking, stupid, jaw-dropping brashness of him. He admired his mind, not used as a bludgeon, but as a delicate scalpel. He admired the unshakeable, unbending core of goodness that seemed to make him more strong, not less, in battle. This wasn't about the potential of a protégé anymore. This was about the character of a man. And it was spreading… further.

Phobos directs him pointing his finger towards his mouth and our male attempts it again carefully learning and imitating each of his father's instructions. I monitor both my males interact with each other but the totality of my awareness lies on my barbarian. He is such a good mate an amazing father as well and if someone had told me that this is the life I was going to have in the future I would not have believed it. This male has been strong beside me through every trial and tribulation has fought for our bond in countless ways, he has protected me, cared for me, loved me and has always put me first. Perhaps Phobos is not perfect in any way but to me, he is everything one would call utmost

She grabs the giant by his collar, pulling him down for another loud, messy kiss right in front of us, before dragging him down the hall toward another room. Once they are out of earshot, Arlo exhales shakily. "That was...intense. I think that guy is the Thor Awakener. The God of Thunder." I watch their retreating backs, a sudden memory unlocking in my brain. Right. The Plot. This world is rigged for a 'Gary Stu' protagonist. The script is painfully simple: every strong man here will eventually die as a stepping stone, and every pretty woman—including our taken Succubus—will be magically brainwashed into his harem.

It would affect the progress of her mission, so she had to teach it. “You said earlier that the male lead is cold to the whole world, only gentle to the female lead, right? I'll correct that a bit, to be precise, he's cold to those who are useless and enthusiastic towards those who can benefit him.” 001 didn't agree, it retorted, “Master, what you're saying is like saying Ralph is a pragmatist. But Ralph is the male lead, and the main character can't be a bad person. That's the rule of the novel world.”

The truth was, what he really wanted in a long term relationship was exactly the kind of woman he had threatened she would become; one who could cook, one who could sew and one who wouldn’t make him feel second best in the courtroom as well as in the bedroom. Mark hadn’t lied when he told Rachel they were like the Dynamic Duo when they tried a case. But what he hadn’t told her, nor would he ever admit to anyone, was that he had always felt he was the “Robin” to her “Batman”. While it was true he enjoyed working with her, she had a natural talent as a prosecutor Mark knew he did not possess. He always had to work twice as hard just to catch up.