Greek For Handsome Novels & Stories

I think I've got a few precious minutes before that cold gaze comes to life, so I use it to study him. Staring at him, I realise that "handsome" is indeed an understatement. His well chiseled jaw, perfect nose and perfectly shaped brows makes Adonis, the Greek god, sound like a bad joke. This is one man Vanessa would call God's gift to womankind. Even in sleep, he looks so…intense. He probably signs business contracts and yells at me in his dreams. I almost giggle at the thought. He makes a deep groaning sound and my pulse leaps in surprise. His head moves and a lock of dark hair falls over his forehead. I hold my breath, waiting for him to settle down.

He pressed his body against me making me gasp when I felt him. He raised his hands making me flinch slightly before he set them on the door behind me. I just hope he didn't see me flinch, I don't want people to find out what I have been through. I try to move away but he caged me in. He raised his hands and traced my face with his finger. "πανεμορφη..." He murmured not knowing what he just said before I look at him letting my eyes meet his. (Beautiful )

It cast an eerie glow against Marcus’s face, accentuating his Greek God feature. Giselle raised her right hand, her fingers touching Marcus’s face, trailing through his oval face shape, sharp jaw-line, high bridge nose, his thin but tempting lips, his piercing eyes. The Greek God alpha looked at Giselle, the look in his eyes was so deep that it felt like a bottomless abyss. The more Giselle stared into it, the more it pulled her in, the deeper she fell into it. Yet, the fall was not as harsh as she thought it would be, but rather comforting and assuring as his cedarwood scent kept on telling her that she would be fine.

Xander didn't like how much she liked this Mendes. Bringing their faces closer to each other, his hot breath tickled her nose, he said in his deep voice, " I am the most handsome for you." Licking her earlobe slightly, he continued, " On other days, I wouldn't like the "cutest" adjective to be associated with me but for you, I am the both, the cutest and the most handsome. My Triantáfyllo." He completed kissing on the base of her nwack. She shivered in his hold.

An incredibly handsome guy with amazing stamina and a body that could rival a greek god's any day. I groaned, falling to the floor. I was wholly and surely, incredibly fucked.

I called for his attention pulling the hem of his shirt. He slowly turned his face at me. I couldn’t stop myself from staring. Some strands of his brown hair were covering his forehead. His diamond-shaped face defined his cheekbones. His thick and angled brows framed his almond cat eyes. His Grecian nose dropped straight from the forehead and was nearly a perfect straight line just like those centuries-old sculptures of Greek gods. His nose complimented his long face and obtusely angled chiseled jawline. His lips were reddish, super plump, and full of glamor. His bottom lip was fuller than the top almost like pulling me into his handsome face. I’ve never seen someone on this island as God-fa

Finding a smile, she offered it to Theo with an outstretched hand. “‘Kalispera’, Theo,” (Greek for ‘good afternoon’) she greeted him, as warmly as she could. “‘Pos ise’?” (Greek for ‘How are you?’) “Kalispera... Mrs. Leventis. ‘Ta páo kalá’” (I’m doing well). Hearing her talking in Greek, made Theo beam a smile back at her, then went off into a rush of Greek which forced Electa to angle a helpless look up at Adrastos.

Her newfound boldness surprised even herself. "Do you think women were the focus of men's concerns back then?" Taehyung addressed his wife with sardonic amusement. Minnie glared at him. "It's the truth," she insisted. Brody set down his glass to finally join the conversation. "The Greeks valued aesthetics over function." He clarified with surprising depth. "They prioritized visual appeal over practical considerations. It's like a beautiful face hiding an ugly personality. The eye's judgment of beauty overruled the mind's assessment."

His strong arms wrapped over me. I looked at the towering man over me. Woah. He was the most attractive man I had ever seen. His dark hair was perfectly tousled, his sharp jawline looked like it had been carved by the gods themselves, and his beautiful green eyes made my knees weak. Oh. My. God. A Greek god. That’s what he was. He was perfect. Utterly, undeniably perfect. I couldn’t stop staring, my mind blank except for one overwhelming thought: I want him.

His shoulders flexing while using knife! "It's rude to stare at someone Blue", he teased. "Wh..at?.. I'm not staring at your muscles", after finishing the sentence I gasped myself. "So you are admitting that you staring at my body",he turned completely towards me. His...Abs...one,two,three,four,five,six,seven,eight..Eight packs!! Infront of me is standing a Greek god!! He is devilishly handsome with his morning look. His messy hair...oh god!! I want to pull it in between my hands!!!