Novel Character Novels & Stories

And she reply back with ‘me too’ before she bite inside her mouth ferociously. “Wait a minute. What is the story of this novel again? The novel's plot hasn't even started yet. The novel started only when Fuschia was convicted. So, Sarah, why are you here?! There are still two more years until the plot starts! Did I got the wrong story? How is it so different from what my sister told me? Is it the spin-off version? Why is the protagonist disguised as a man? Well, although there are many romantic stories with a background like this, but! Am I really in that novel? Wait… wait… did I get the wrong plot from the start? Or is this a different novel? But the name of the character is the same. What'

Somehow now I like living in a fantasy world I chose to sit on the balcony of my bedroom window, and leave my room lights not on, hey I drifted into the plot of the novel until I felt that right now I was the mate of an alpha. Hahaha this is why I can't get into a novel, I can easily imagine and make myself the main character

My stepmother immediately followed dad but before she turned her back on me, she left me a meaningful smile. "An evil smile of an evil stepmother," I said to myself after the two of them left the room I was in which I thought was my room in this house. I took a deep breath and then lay down again. I don't know how can I get out inside this novel and get back to the real world. But that's not the only problem I'm having right now. I'm also wondering what I'm going to do with people I don't know. If I had only known that I would be included in the novel, I would have forced myself to read the story so that somehow I would know something about the lives of each character in this story. But othe

New characters emerged, each with their own unique insights and abilities. One such character was Sirus, a reclusive scholar rumored to have deciphered ancient texts that held the key to the impending catastrophe. His abode was a remote tower nestled in the heart of an enchanted forest. The heroes ventured into this mystical woodland, guided by the faint glimmers of arcane symbols that marked the path.

My conscience won’t be able to take it. I might feel a little bit guilty for Zen dahil sa unexpected ambush ng mga bandito, but he’s an adult. Kaya na niya sarili, hindi na siya bata. And I have deep affection on this character. Aside from Lord Ethan and Gina who was the main character, this is the third person I knew who was part of the novel. It made me slightly relax and breathe a sigh of relief. Staying in this world almost made me lost in time and comfort. I even caught myself doubting if I was really in the book. I almost got scared because of the unknown but thanks to the existence of this kid, I got my footing and sense back.

I made an organized portfolio of everything I was going to go over in class. By the time I finished, I only had a few hours left until dusk, so I started to write the next chapter in my book. I started on a new character; a female book worm who had large ambitions and an even larger heart. She made friends easily and was never judged too harshly. She was the perfect character for my male lead, a heroic gentleman who would do anything for those he loved. With her intelligence and his strengths, they can conquer anything. As I reread the dialogue I created between the characters, I realized there were a lot of similarities between these characters and Tessa and myself.

“And what was that? He was acting so proud and mighty one second, and as soon as he found out who he was messing with, he turned tail and ran? Isn’t he embarrassed? What was even the point of him coming to talk to us in the first place?” Blackie felt the need to pitch in, “Think of it this way, what is the point of cannon fodder in a novel?” “In this context? So, he can jump out and make trouble for the main character?” Noah suddenly paused and then gaped, “Don’t tell me that this dude will come back to make trouble for me?!? But I didn’t even do anything!! This is completely illogical!!!” Blackie snickered, “And you expect logic from trashy novels that come up with random cannon fodder–

Rosalie was beginning to see her in a new light. The author was a very resilient and strong-willed woman, which was a stark difference from her novel. She should have known. The values exemplified in a novel didn’t necessarily represent those of the author. An author simply writes a story filled with many different characters. If their values all represented that of the author, the author would have to be schizophrenic or take on many different faces.

This is just a minor concern of mine that I want to address. This is a free-chapter and this is also the newest feature that goodnovel added recently, so I might use it to give you some extra knowledge (Glossary, military structure, plot points, character descriptions) in the future. Since there are so many characters running around in the story now, it might get confusing to keep track of all of them just from their names. Let me know if you like this idea. Thanks much and Happy Reading

I said. “I would date…” I paused to think. There were so many characters to choose from... it was hard to pick just one. “Okay… I’d date August.” The audience squealed with excitement like they were all collectively swooning. Look at them—so giddy over a watermelon-type fictional character. Of course, August is the famous male lead in my latest book—the ultimate green flag–red flag type. The kind of character who seems like the perfect gentleman, but occasionally does things that make you second-guess everything.