6 20 Man Novels & Stories

I quickly turned around and I almost gasped when I saw a man standing in the middle of the roof deck. He was big, almost six feet tall if I wasn't mistaken in my estimate because his muscular body was covered in a T-shirt. The man's black hair was messy as if a comb had never gone through it. It was hanging over his face but I could still see a straight nose and a set of squared jaw with a night's worth of stubbles. Although I am not familiar with men because I had only met women in the past years, I would say with confidence that this guy was someone that others would consider handsome.

Incognito II The creature was in the figure of a man, but his features were strikingly different. He stood tall, around six feet, with a muscular build that exuded both power and grace. His skin had a subtle, dusky tone, and his eyes were a piercing, ice-blue that seemed to glow with an inner light. His hair, thick and raven-black, framed a face that was both rugged and handsome, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline.

Time stopped as I took him all in. *** At 6’6, he was easily the tallest man in the room. His bronze skin was flawlessly pulled across his taught muscles. I glanced down at his chest and saw the thin T-shirt straining to cover his 8-pack. I forced my eyes to move back up to his face, and that’s when I saw it. A face that could only be described as carved by the Gods.

"Well, I have informed my beta. They will track her down—" The sound of heavy footsteps approached us, drawing my attention to the doorway. There stood a man, six-foot-two, dressed in a black shirt and beige slacks. His muscles looked like they were sculpted from steel, and the rolled-up sleeves revealed glimpses of intricate tattoos inked on his arms. His hair was neatly styled back, and every step he took exuded the commanding presence of an Alpha.

“Where’d you get that one on your cheek? Get in a knife fight with some man again or did you get it caught on some barbed wire when you were hopping a fence?” Six didn’t really say much of anything, instead he just walked over to the fridge and pulled out two brown bottles. He popped them both open and then made his way into the living room and passed one off to the man. The man wasn’t very big at all and in fact he was probably just as tall as I was. His build was larger than mine but that came as no surprise. I chewed on the inside of my cheek as I watched him from a distance. This was the first human that I had ever seen before and so far…he was very plain. Both his hair and eyes were the

It was identical, a flat, precise repetition that belongs equally to an honest reading and a carefully rehearsed lie. “Is there a number in it?” I asked. Another pause stretched between us. This one felt different, the hesitant pause of a man caught off-guard by a strange question, rather than the sharp freeze of a man caught in a trap. “There is a six,” Osbert said quietly. “Six men. Nothing else.” I sat alone in the dark, my heart hammering hard against my ribs, and ran the only calculation left to me.

He said directly without scruple: "Sixty million." "What? Sixty million? You might as well rob the bank!" Ling Wei saw that this woman's appetite was so big that she was not satisfied with the price he said. He leaned back on the chair and folded her hands around her chest. In his eyes, this woman was not worth 60 million.