Male Writer Novels & Stories

“Let's go back to Kalti. He's a bad boy because he is a renegade cop, and an outcast, because he's Aboriginal Australian, and he's sexy, isn't he? — Male readers identify with those 'take-no-prisoners' cops. To the women like a strong hero and are intrigued by other facets of his personality. What I just realized is that they might be getting tired of him being so lonely in life. loving. I nodded. — Even your male readers must appreciate a hot female character, — Even your male readers must appreciate a hot female character,

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.

he graoned once more as his hand was moving up and down on his cock, he felt so good. After some moment a sexy male descended from the stairs, be has white hair that was complimented with his white eyebrows, his body was musclarly chiseled and firm, his jawline was so angular and sharp that some gods would curse him due to jealousy, the male firm muscled legs where flexing and twitching as he descended the stairs, he was only in a tight black boxer that fitted him so well making him look like a sex god which he is, the male was only twenty three and he's Adonis.

“He…he’s been with other females?” I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. Isn’t that like cheating or something? I thought everyone waited for their mates. Although I did know that while Fiona claimed to know Alpha Rowen was her mate, she didn’t wait for him. The more I thought about it, the more I realized not many did. I didn’t exactly wait, just no one was interested. “Uh….well yeah. Males can rarely keep it in their pants. Especially Alpha, and Beta males.” Molly said, breaking me out of my thoughts.

At forty-something, he exuded a quiet confidence and strength that immediately commanded attention. Taylor leaned in behind Miranda and whispered, "Oh my gosh." Miranda turned her head slightly, trying to avoid catching the teacher's attention. "What?" she whispered back. "That's not just any man," Taylor said, her eyes fixed on a man standing on the stage. "I mean, sure, he's a man, but... he's giving off this Alpha Male vibe, you know? Like something out of a manhwa comic." Miranda raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure I follow."

Males are no different. It’s been four years since my first shift and no mate. Most shift around 17 but some males go sooner. Maybe I am forgotten and meant to be alone. Who says I care? I don’t need a mate to have amazing sex. Females seem to love a strong partner, they want to dominate and be dominated. But males? They just want a submissive little girl who does as she’s told. And one who cooks, of course. No … fucking thanks! I flipped open the file and gazed at the names, but there was only one picture. They were brothers, how different could they possibly look? I shoved the file in my bag with a notepad and some pens and pushed it around to rest on my back.