Average Looking Male Novels & Stories

, as if it was nothing to be concerned about. I see a tall man, his eyes wide with fright yet his fists balled as if poised to fight. He looks exhausted with dark rings under his eyes. His hair is short but messy as if he’d just woke up. His long, but nicely trimmed beard match his chestnut coloured hair. The fact that he had those dark rings under his eyes and his hair was messy, did not distract from the fact that he is a very attractive man. With a nice defined jaw and dark eyes. Wide shoulders with muscular arms, not like a body builder, but that of a worker, a hard working man. He looks like he could chop wood all day.

Right at this moment, a slightly lazy voice sounded. "But what if I don't want you to take her back?" "Who is it?" More than a dozen middle-aged men were looking for the position of the speaker. "Stop looking. I'm right in front of you." These middle aged men hurriedly looked towards Alva's side, only to be shocked by what they saw. The man in front of them was so handsome. If they hadn't seen him with their own eyes, they wouldn't have known that there was such a good-looking man in the world.

I miss her every day! "Hey, pretty lady, why the long face?" A voice came up behind me. I turned to see a very rough looking man standing behind me. He had piercing blue eyes, a sharp nose, a chiseled square jaw with a shadow of stubble. He looked to be about 6'5" and if I had to hazard a guess, then he was about 300 lbs of nothing but muscle! He was attractive, but there was a very dangerous aura coming from him. He was someone that I knew I would have to keep an eye on.

Light brown siren eyes met mine and our eyes instantly locked, my belly fluttered with anticipation. He is beyond handsome, he looked majestic. He is tall probably about 6,8. My eyes trailed to his big muscles and veiny forearms. His huge frame towered over me and swallowed me whole. My eyes went over his features, I drank everything in with no shame. I was certain that he had to be a God, because no human can be this good looking. His natural tanned skin looks so masculine and soft.

She didn’t know if she felt uncomfortable because he was watching her, or because the fire she was feeling was beginning to inflame other, more intimate, parts of her body. He was so completely different from the men she had worked with in the City. Two hours away from the formality of Manhattan, there was no need to wear three piece suits and stuffy ties. She liked Alex’s casual, scruffy look and the way his dark, wavy hair wasn’t so perfect. No one in Twenty-First Century New York City would be caught dead sprouting a Seventy’s style mustache, but even that fashion faux pas made Alex more of an individual, and all that much more desirable. His smile was genuine and honest. Unlike those she

The suit emphasized both his tall stature and statuesque physique very well. He looked like one of those models who occupied the front pages of fashion magazines. The appearance was that of a young man in his thirties in the full force of his age. Yet, he had all the traits to attract the admiring gaze of all people. The depth of his inky eyes, his high nose, and his strong chin made him a unique specimen of masculinity. And he was aware of it. He had definitely improved over the last few years, from a handsome and charming boy to an irresistible man.

Based on my quick observation, the man stands probably 180 cm with a lean yet muscular physique that is evident in his sharp jawline, broad shoulders, toned arms, and chest. He had a fair complexion and his face is characterized by chiseled features, such as his high cheekbones, defined eyebrows, and captivating almond-shaped eyes were dark brown On top of that, he had this warm and approachable persona that makes him more appealing to everyone's eyes. To my eyes. Dylan may be my ideal type of man, but this one in front of me is one-of-a-kind. The feeling was like this there was this part of me that blooms while staring at him even just for a few seconds.

Damn! Mum hit a landmark with this one. He stepped out of his sleek black sports car majestically, taking a proud look at the surroundings. He was probably in his mid-forties. He looked so strong and masculine, his muscles flexing beneath his well-tailored suit. It was obvious that he worked out frequently. His face was clean-shaven, with a strong jawline that enhanced his poise. He had strong straight legs and a neatly trimmed beard. His height was impressive - a towering iron god.

Exposing his firm biceps. The middle guy caught my attention. He has a fine pointy nose, a strong and symmetrical jaw line, thin pinkish heart shaped lips, tanned skin, and stands around 6'2 in height. Has almond shaped-eyes, and I'm sure he has tone muscles beneath his clothes. Obviously just by judging his body's built. The only difference between him and these two men on his side is that the guy on the right has a round, cute, and handsome face with a bruise. I'm curious where he got that from. He’s also quite paler than the rest.