Average Looking Male Novels & Stories

An adorable male frame dwarfs me beneath it, and I take a minute to take in his intoxicating allure. He is gorgeous in all conventional ways; his skin tone is between fair and pale, and he is flawless. I anticipate his eyes, which are hidden behind the black shades, to be extremely deep and golden brown. His square jaw and high cheekbones frame his face perfectly. He is not the common, muscular alpha male with 8-pack abs and 16-cm biceps, but he can indisputably stand out in a crowd. His moist, full, pink lips are something that any straight girl would give anything to lick. He is all-around charming. Someone that all girls would swoon over—me included. That explains why my legs are crossed

Camilla's POV I stood transfixed for at least ten seconds, eyes wide and mouth agape as I stared back at the extremely attractive male stranger who was standing a couple of feet away from me in all his tall glory. He was gorgeous. He looked to be about six feet and some inches tall. He was broad-shouldered and had a perfect muscular body that was neither too much or too small. His stature made him look untouchable in the sleek, fitted dark blue suit he had on.

But these guys also look scary as hell. There was a particular man in front of me, he looked like the boss. Am guessing he’s this friend Romano was talking about. He was tall, had a broad chest, and was well built, Gosh I feel so small right now. He had blue eyes, thin lips, and a sharp jawline that had a little stubble. His jet-black hair was styled to perfection. He had his hands in the pocket of his pants. He was wearing black pants and a black shirt that hugged his frame perfectly. Damn, this dude looks like he works out ALOT, they all do. I’m Impressed.

me. He is a few inches taller than my 5’7 frame, but not much heavier. He is paper thin and he looks like I could fight him. His jet black hair is maybe six inches long, just going over his silver like eyes. They lead to his sharp nose and strong jawline, dimples and full lips. His teeth are picture perfect, straight and white. He looks like a model. He exudes power and wealth, no one ever tells him no, least of all a lover.

Two fine gentlemen stood in front of me while a woman was crying on the other woman’s shoulder, stood right behind them and the other woman was trying to console her. One of the men was extremely tall and handsome. His blue eyes sparkled through his round-framed glasses. He definitely looked like he took good care of his body as could see his muscles bulging out from his T-shirt. He could be any woman’s nightmare, in a good way. His chiseled face and sharp jawline just added to his already amazing features. He looked like he was about 6’5. His dark hair fell on his forehead. Just looking at him, made my knees weak. He looked like he was straight out of a magazine. If I had to choose between

I can think of worse ways to die. I’m surprised by how good-looking he is. He’s definitely older—probably mid-fifties—but has a bit of a George Clooney vibe going on. He has a full head of salt and pepper hair, tanned skin, and arresting blue eyes. He’s tall—very tall, and he definitely looks like the kind of guy who hits the gym every morning.

They had a for year old daughter. However, a married man he was, he was still the dream man of all girls and women of different ages. At his current age of thirty years old, he looked young and very handsome. he has nice flawless skin, a perfect firmed body, and a perfectly molded face as if God had made him a perfect creation when he created human beings.

"I didn’t mean to discomfort you by bringing you here. Truly, I didn’t. I just thought we might have a little… chat." The man standing in front of me looked like he belonged in the pages of a business magazine. He looked to be in his late thirties or early forties, with black hair swept back so perfectly it could have been done with a ruler. His features were nice and well-balanced—handsome, but not in a way that turned heads. No, his appeal was subtler, like the kind of man who didn’t need beauty to intimidate you. He wasn’t jaw-dropping like Owen, but there was something unique about him, like every inch of him had been created to make people pay attention.

Subsequently, a young man in a white-colored robe walked out without any fear from the crowd. Immediately, all eyes were on the young man. He looked like he was around twenty-seven years old with decent-looking facial features. With a fan in his hand, the young man was looking extremely pretty and refreshing.

After some moment a sexy male descended from the stairs, be has white hair that was complimented with his white eyebrows, his body was musclarly chiseled and firm, his jawline was so angular and sharp that some gods would curse him due to jealousy, the male firm muscled legs where flexing and twitching as he descended the stairs, he was only in a tight black boxer that fitted him so well making him look like a sex god which he is, the male was only twenty three and he's Adonis. The male gaze went to the other that was seating in a nonchalant way on the extremely expensive living room seat, he looked exactly 28 years old, he also has white hair with eyebrows, porcelain skin just like Adonis a