Good Looking Guys Novels & Stories

“Our men will have no idea what the hell hit them.” “But have you seen them?” Reena asked. “No,” Katie said. “They lookin’ good? “Oh, man,” Reena said. “You know what’s hotter than Nick, Adam, Mitch and Joe in jeans and t-shirts?” “Nick, Adam, Mitch and Joe in suits?” Maggie said hopefully. “Damn right.” Reena shook her blonde head. “Brace yourselves, ladies. They look like they just stepped off the cover of GQ, I swear.” “Ooooooh,” Mia said, eager and impatient to see her future husband all decked out. “How much longer ’til I go out there?”

Julian smirks, his lips curling back as he muttered something right back to him. I just sat there wondering what was actually going on between this two. Like, what kind of history did they have? Seconds later, another guy walked into our little section. He was huge, totally muscled having the distinct build of someone who definitely doesn't miss the gym. Honestly, now that I was actually looking around, all the guys in this corner looked exactly like that. All dashing, handsome men with expensive haircuts and clothes that probably cost more than my mum's entire life savings.

All together over the ten minutes I stood there gawking, I maybe saw a few dozen people, but again all male. And all were very … very good looking. Muscular, mostly tall and … just ooohh damn. The white guys were tanned, and all had very dark and visible tattoos. It was like I was in the football team’s locker room, there was a bit of everyone. I wasn’t complaining, but if I believed what Belle and Drake said, one of these yahoos was my “fated mate.” I still didn’t fully get that but I wasn’t going to figure it out in here.

“Oops, sorry! My bad, didn’t see you tucked away here.” I look up, ready to say something rude, but the words die in my throat. Standing over me are two guys. The one who spoke is grinning apologetically. He’s tall, with messy, sun-streaked blonde hair and bright, friendly green eyes. He’s wearing a hoodie that says PUBLIC HEALTH SAVES LIVES. The term 'incredibly good-looking' doesn't quite cover him. “No worries,” I mutter, trying to keep the scowl off my face.

I look to see who it is and was surprised to see four attractive guys walk in the living room. The guy that announced their arrival was cute. He was tall and well fit with a nice golden tan. His hair was dirty blond in a wavy, almost messy-like hair style. He has brown eyes and a sharp jawline. You could also see there his facial hair grows around it and above his lip, but it looks nicely shaved. He looked so slim and fit that you could see more of his Adam’s apple than the rest of the others. When he smiles, you could see his perfectly white teeth.

I also remember them calling me to mate. Something inside me is stirring as I look at them. I can feel it, like a full warm feeling taking over my body. These boys are so fucking gorgeous. They are both the same height with jet black hair. They are both lean, but I can see well-toned due to their muscles. They are both wearing black T-shirts and black jeans. They look like two fucking gods. Two, incredibly sexy fucking Gods.

They all look as if they are beauty queens. Let me explain this observation the best way I can. Most of these guys are tall and sturdy. Well built and athletic. There is no problem with that at first glance, but I certainly find it quite unnerving. I am also a teenager and have been to school before. There is no way all teenagers can be in such good shape. Never.

He must only save it for special occasions, which was fair because it looked heavy and uncomfortable. Three young men stood behind him, and Isaac tensed slightly by my side. As he helped me to my feet, I glanced up at him. The men approached us immediately, each more handsome than the last. They all had the same masculinely beautiful looks as the King and Isaac, although Isaac was the only blonde out of the bunch. The rest had very dark hair. They seemed to be older than Isaac, too. Before Isaac even began introducing them, I knew who they were. I had already done my research online.

I stood there, looking at the handsome man in front of me. He had tousled dark hair that fell perfectly around his face, framing his strong jawline. His eyes were a deep blue, almost like the ocean, and they sparkled with confidence. He had a well-defined body, muscular yet not overly bulky, and he wore a fitted shirt that showed off his toned arms. I couldn’t help but think, who looks more handsome than him and Milo?

Haley turned towards the source of the voice and saw two men standing at the entrance, both exceptionally handsome and well-dressed. One of them sported an exquisite white suit, his hair casually styled with a slight wave, giving him a fresh and sunny look. A carefree smile graced his lips, and his captivating peach-blossom eyes seemed to emit charisma, drawing in anyone who met his gaze. The other man donned a black pinstripe suit, meticulously groomed from head to toe, and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, exuding an aura of refined sophistication. However, behind his captivating gaze, there was an occasional hint of melancholy.