Greek For Handsome Novels & Stories

"You think I'm scared of dying, go ahead, kill me and get your revenge, you sick son of a bitch" Meaning of this Greek words🥰 Yia su: hello AnghelE mou: my Angel eroméni: mistress agapiménos: Sweetheart.

She grabbed it and languidly lifted it up. It was a picture of Hades. He was truly a Greek god with a clean cut and precise features, a well-built body, and inexpressive emerald eyes. This man was dangerously gorgeous. This was the kind of face that every woman would dream of but inexplicably perilous to fall for.

His brown wavy hair was all over his head and his face was shining with droplets all over it, making him look like some Greek God. "You look beautiful..." I whispered while looking into his eyes which were looking at me with love. "I will appreciate handsome..." He complained like a kid with a small angry pout on his handsome face. "Beautiful like a Greek God," I whispered and captured his lips between mine. His fresh mint scent hit me hard under the running shower and I smiled; he was everything that I ever wished to have in my life... Not only powerful and protective, but the one who cares for me and loves me in ways that every girl wants to. Loving, caring, passionate, gentle... He knows

"Well hello there handsome" I said staring lustfully at the handsome man sitting right beside me. He looked like a Greek god, he could easily pass off as a model. His jet black hair was slicked back, he had the build of an athlete and I could see his biceps strained against his jacket, his abs peaking through the thin fabric of his shirt and I instantly thought of his they would feel against my palm.

His broad shoulders taper down to a narrow waist, a perfect V-shape that draws your eyes toward him. He’s tall, towering over most people I have seen, and he moves with the perfect grace that suits his size. His voice is deep and smooth like velvet, sending shivers down one’s spine when he speaks. He epitomizes rugged handsomeness, a man you cannot help but admire. And this handsome face of the Greek gods just got married to me! Are you kidding me? “Are you joking? You can’t tell me you just paid money to marry me. I… I am just…” I said, trying to find the right words to describe my pitiful existence.

She vocalized causing a magma to erupt within me. “Well my dear, not to be proud but it's written on G****e that ‘Billionaire Eros Achilles is undeniably one of the most handsome men to walk on it’, you can search it up,” I informed her. “Who says G****e is always right? Those articles are written by humans.” She face palmed herself and just faced her front. “So you think I'm not handsome?” I pressed further. “Eros Achilles Lycaon can you leave me alone please?” she groaned and I almost melted at how sweet her voice was when she called my name, you would mistake her groan for a moan.

He did it but I think it's more haggard to look at? I don't find him handsome at all. I have another definition for that word. My handsome is a man with angelic face, soft features and the mestizo type. And I’m sure it wasn’t him. His features killed the word angelic. All of him looks hard. There is no trace of tenderness, even in the eyes. He looks like he doesn’t have weakness at all, which I’m sure is impossible. "I thought you weren't coming," I said sarcastically.

His thin lips was curled upward into a tiny smile and his warm breath fanned my face, tickling my senses. He was so handsome. He was striking, as if angels had carved his looks, no one would be able to take their eyes off him and I was one of them. From his delicate curls to his square jaw, Alpha Phoenix was graceful in every sense, in and out. He was handsome from the depth of his eyes to the gentle expressions of his voice and the ways his eyes flickered with mirth as he stared at me. His attention on me made me feel good, it felt nice to have the attention of an handsome greek god like the Alpha, what made me confused was the fact that he was in my dream, what was the Alpha doing in my ro

That dickhead. I sighed. ''Tha-tha-tha........thaksbsislbdyou'' I huffed ''Can you speak a little louder?'' He chuckled prying his neck closer. Oh God! How annoying can he be? Wished he died already ''Thxqw@ynxwπc....'' I blurted out. ''Huh? What is that supposed to even mean? He mused. ''Its Greek for Thank you'' ''You just said thank you. Anyways the pleasure is all mine. M'a lady'' He did a slight bow. His thick British accent pouring out as he spoke.

, his hands were raised to the sky - literally the ceiling, and his eyes were wide open; purely the drama queen he was. " You know, I don't know what you all see in that jerk, with those eyes of his that are shaped like a pinecone and his outrightly big nose - even plastic surgeons in South Korea wouldn't be able to fix that", I knew I was being pathetic, but all the same he wasn't attractive, at least not to me. " Bitch, you ain't serious. He is the definition of a sexy Greek god", his hands were still swirling around and gathering attention.