The Male Lead Won't Let Me Be Mga Nobela at Kwento

Maybe it’s exactly the second male lead who’s so obsessed with the heroine that he’d go so much as to try and kill himself for her. “You didn’t come,” I say softly. Something flickers across his face before irritation covers it again. “Lyria was ill.” Right. There it is, simple, clean, easy. Lyria was ill. Not Minthe could be dead somewhere under a collapsed carriage in the middle of a storm. Not Minthe disappeared overnight bleeding into snow. Just—Lyria was ill. Before I can answer, movement stirs behind him.

It was the bottom of the ninth, the score was tied and she wasn’t about to let him get another chance at bat. “Writer’s block can really be devastating,” she started walking slowly toward him. Batter takes her position. “It can drastically change the direction of the story,” this time, he didn’t move away. Pitcher throws. “Right now, I’m at a very critical part in the plot where the main female character is trying to seduce the male lead,” she stroked the side of his face. She swings. “But he keeps resisting her with idle conversation,” she ran her fingertips over his lips. She hits.

My father walked through the aisle and we came to a halt at the altar, in front of the man who easily snatched away my dreams of a mate and a happily ever after. His cruel smirk made me clench my jaw and palms so hard with anger and hate. If he thinks he has won then i'm going to show him how much of an insanity he has brought upon himself. I matched his cruel smirk to which his eyes narrowed but he took my hand which my father is giving to him. Let the game begin.

You can't reject him. 'And I'm clearly regretting it.' 'No you are not. You like him too ! You kissed him- twice !! I didn’t need to give you the push either.' 'Gah ! It's undoubtedly you and the mate bond affecting me ! I don't want a male mate, leave alone that sick shop of STDs.' 'Yes, you want him and you are not a homophobic prick, so stop acting like one.' Onyx rolled his eyes. I watched my mate fight the ones who had touched him in better ways in the morning, and I had to admit that the man was more than proficient to keep his Beta seat.

"She's not a pet. She's mine." [Holy crap!] [Ahhh!] ['She's mine.' Mr. Hendrick just ended me. What kind of insane, domineering declaration of possession is this? So cool!] [It's over, it's over. The male lead has really fallen for the trick. What about our female lead? I'm crying to death!] Ian held me firmly in his arms. The scrolling comments went berserk in my peripheral vision. In front of me stood two men on the verge of tearing into each other, and beside them, a visibly shaken Katie.

Strive to blank (0%) the Male Lead Hostile Host 019 ' 'Dip! Male Lead Hostility rose to 270%. Strive to blank (0%) the Male Lead Hostile Host 019 ' 'Dip! Male Lead Hostility rose to 295%. Strive to blank (0%) the Male Lead Hostile Host 019 ' 'Dip! Male Lead Hostility rose to 300%. Strive to blank (0%) the Male Lead Hostile Host 019 ' 'Host 019, dare not fret. The male lead had its own reasoning! ' the sudden panic in the voice of Ara system broke Ara in her suicidal mental thoughts.

I stutter, but he obviously doesn’t care about that-- “You don’t love your male lead anymore, do you?” In his judgy eyes, I take a step back in panic, only to bump into someone behind me and he puts his hand on my waist to help me stand. “Sorry!” I turn around in a hurry, but he won’t let me push his hand away, “S-Sebastian?!” He not only ignores my push, but pulls me right into his arms, his soulful eyes meeting mine: “Is your male lead...me?”

[Currently, the male lead is walking along the tree line to the convenience of selling power tools. "Where's the protagonist going?" [Go buy a hair dryer.] “I was told that the male lead will go out for a few rounds and the hair will dry immediately. Why did the male lead go so far away to buy that machine? Isn't it time to return to his hair will dry?" [...] "This isn't my fault at all. I've said it before, but the stubborn male lead doesn't listen." [App is clear. But the host definitely won't let the male lead get sick or encounter any problems.]

I would like to know who this man is so I can tell Sienna she has at least one supporter. "Come on, man. A female can't lead a wolf pack. That's a man's job." Another man says. "I guess we're going to agree to disagree. I'm out of here." I finish changing my clothes and walk out. Two men walk out behind me, but I don't want to let on that I have overheard them. When I glance back, one is standing frozen, looking past me. "Mate," he says softly. Please let him be the one who supports Sienna. Otherwise, this man is going to be dead in a few minutes if Maverick gets his hands on him.