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My favourite characters

I was thinking this morning about books.
Not so much about books, more about the main characters.
Some of them I have loved, some of them I have loathed (but loved because I loathed them so much), and others I have just never believed in enough to care either way.
So I'm going to list five of my favourite characters.
If I can choose five!
Click on the pictures for more info.
Here goes:

1)Heathcliff

I don't know why I love him so much.
He is a horrible, horrible man who destroys three young lives to get his revenge on his foes.
But I always find myself defending his actions as understandable, which they obviously aren't.
Hmmmm.... Heathcliff...

2) Professor Snape



I have always loved the character of Snape in Harry Potter. Then book seven was written and I fell in love with the character even more. I don't want to ruin the story for those who haven't read it so I won't go into details, but I loved it, I loved how Snape's personality was fleshed out, and I loved his reasons for being the character he was.

3) Edward Cullen


I think every girl who has read Twilight has a love for Edward. Every girl who has watched the movies and not read the book has a love for Jacob. I am an Edward girl. I loved the Twilight books but I'm not at all a fan of the movies. Edward Cullen is I guess every girls perfect gent.
He is kind, compassionate, very hot (!), vulnerable, and protective. Why wouldn't you love? I wouldn't be overly struck on the idea of someone (especially a boy) being able to read my thoughts, or wanting my blood I guess, but other than that I love him!


4) Akkarin


Akkarin is a character from the Black Magician series by Trudi Canavan (click picture for link).
Looking at the characters I've already picked I guess I love the underdog and Akkarin is most definitely that. I would highly recommend this series of books to any avid reader. They are the series that led me to the belief that not all fantasy sucks!


5) Edmund



Edmund from the play King Lear is a great character.
He makes the play in my opinion!
Again, the underdog but he is like the Heathcliff of the play I guess.


Now, my leg is cramping so I have to go.
I have enjoyed this!

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