Side Character Novels & Stories

“You are already planning to move out, so what exactly do you still need me as your boyfriend for? Maybe we should just break up now.” I froze instantly. Meanwhile, the floating comments exploded with excitement because of his words. [So this is what the male lead really thinks, huh? He's wanted to break up with the side character for ages.] [At least the side character finally has some self-awareness.] [Go, go, go! Hurry up and leave so our female lead baby can take your place already!]

I picked up my coffee and took a sip. I hadn't just torn up the script where I was the other man. I'd traded it in for a main-character ending with financial freedom and an unbeatable career. It was a pretty good deal.

- this paper will show you all the information that we need What I did wrote in that paper was names that we probably gonna need to make this plan works, first of all, we have adam, and I guess he's the strongest one in here, I guess he's stronger than max himself, second, we have luna, the smartest girl ever, and the last one his name is in law, he knows every single place in this city, these peoples must help us to get out safely from here, I already got in law with me, he loves pizza and luckily I can make it, so the next one was for Jacob, both of them loves video games so I decided to stand back and watch from behind - hey, how u doing? - good - nice, hmm, so do you love video games? -

It felt like a pleasant dream where I was the protagonist. I've never felt that way. All this time, I thought I was just a side character, maybe just an extra in someone else's life. I thought the protagonist was alpha Jackson, most probably Ren. It was their story, they were under the spotlight, and I had no space in their story. The director of the story was about to kick me out of it...

She was shivering a bit from the cold and looked from Mason to me before muttering, “Isn’t that the guy you told me to stay away from?” I nodded. “Yeah. Sid Paul. He’s not a good guy.” Sid took a couple of steps forward, moving from the rear end of the Mustang to stop at the driver’s side door. Mason stood at the front of the car with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked like the last person I would want to pick a fight with. But Sid was crazy. Always had been. And he had Mark Denning at his right side, hovering over his shoulder like any respectable villain’s henchman. Had I not known how mean Sid really was, I might have found the whole thing comical.

Everyone except Alaya Moore. She was still on the couch in Tasha’s living room, legs tucked beneath her, wearing one of Tasha’s oversized hoodies. Her hair was tied back, her face bare and tired. The funeral played on TV, muted. She wanted to be there. More than anything. But how could she show her face? To the world, she was just the side chick. A stain on Darius’s legacy. The reason he cheated, the reason Janelle cried on camera, the reason people said he died in disgrace.

“I’m not very sure about returning to his house, moreover his place is too far from my college.” “Are you sure you are avoiding him just because the distance between your coffee and his house is too far, and there are no other reasons?” Some time Sidha doubted Rose. Was she even on her side? The duality of her personality many times spooked her. When she was her assistant, the stiffness in her body language made her not so approachable but when she's her friend the narration is completely different.

It felt like it had happened eons ago even though it hadn’t even been up to a week. It was crazy to think that a few days ago, Sin had been a stranger to me. Now, he was an essential part of my life. “I’m Jen. He’s Gage.” I heard Sin sigh exasperatedly behind me. “He’s Sin, I’m Ca-“ I couldn’t seem to force the words past my throat. For some reason, it was getting harder and harder to play this role. My soul rejected the idea that all of this wasn’t real.

"Is anyone from the other side here?" Claire started asking questions. Gregory looks at Angel and they both hope that it will work. They all suddenly feel a cold presence. That's when they knew that somebody was with them. Claire opens her eyes and looks at space. "Are you from the other side?" She asks. Gregory and Angel looked in that direction and saw a ghost in a wedding dress. Although she looks surprised to see them. She looks like she's just walking around. Angel realizes who it is but lets Claire do her job.

In the new city, I had to rent a room on my own and find work on my own. When life was at its hardest, I found a hidden zipper pocket in my backpack and felt a stack of bills inside. I pulled them out and counted. Four thousand six hundred and twenty-five dollars. Shawn had slipped the money into my bag. I survived the toughest weeks on that money. I eventually found a job and life slowly settled into something steady. Bit by bit, I made new friends and truly became what I was meant to be in the book: an unnamed side character. Side characters live simple, peaceful lives. It almost felt like Shawn had never existed.