Greek God Aesthetic Novels & Stories

It was his fault for being so damn attractive. I mean, look at his majestic silver hair that fell softly like a piece of artwork, but it wasn't more than the beauty of his beautifully crafted, chiseled face, one that looked like the kind of face that the Greek Gods would fall in love with at first sight. One that the Gods would go to war for.

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."

When she was completely naked, I looked at her appreciatively and let out a low guttural growl of approval. She may have lost some weight but to me, she was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. Big and round perky breasts that I wanted to wrap around my dick and fuck until I explode on her face. A petite frame that fits in my arms perfectly, like she was molded for me. She was made for me though and she was made remarkably. “You’re so beautiful....” I growled out, my eyes flashing as I took in her beauty. When describing a greek goddess, they must have been referring to her.

She was not going to abort the child though it was purely an incident that she did not imagine to happen even in her dream. Resuming her study, she looked back at him; the broad shoulders tapered down to a narrow waist, creating the perfect V shape. His hair was almost black, and he had a deep cleft chin. His lips were sinful looking, full and heart shaped. Not the sort of lips a man should have. A Greek God encased in a suit; it didn’t get any better in her frenzy mind about how oracular he was. Looks can be misleading and he was an apt example of it. For the striking looks he possessed he was completely opposite from within.

It only took a while after Stylani had returned the gown to her closet and tightened the robe around her body before she heard the voice, "Sending your little friend away so that I shall not see her? I think that is very cruel, princess." Stylani breathed in, begging herself to be calm as she turned and met the woman sitting on her bed and touching the flowers. "She is not my friend." Aphrodite turned to look at her, her blue eyes twinkling like the sky, "The way your mortal heart races begs to tell me otherwise." Aphrodite, as the goddess of beauty, was definitely stunning to behold. With her near always wet look and porcelain skin, a curvaceous body that Stylani had once tried to have and

To my utter amazement, in front of me stood the Greek God, Apollo in the guise of a man himself, with deep and mesmerizing blue-grey eyes that looked at me so tenderly. It seemed as if his eyes were an ocean which wanted to just protect a small fish like me in its waters. The sharp nose and perfectly chiseled jawline accentuated the fair skin tone and the rosy lips while the body exuded sexiness. Never had I seen such a hard trained body. The muscles bulged out so much that I thought they would walk away from his body any moment and form a body of their own. To top it all, his gentle and calm demeanor oozed love, attraction and protection.

He was a Greek god and damn, he was perfectly sculpted. He had a few faded marks on his toned abs but that just made it more attractive. How could a man be this attractive?

"Wow... " "At last! Let's line up now! Zeus with Hera! Then Athena! Aphrodite stand here with Hephaestus... " And so on. Hephaestus, which is Gibson, stood beside her. He's like a dead earlier and now, he's much brighter than the sun now that he's near her. I hissed. Hephaestus is the ugliest God and Aphrodite's the prettiest goddess. They are not meant to be together because he is UGLY.

His short, dark hair was slicked back, emphasizing his sharp features, while his piercing blue eyes seemed to penetrate the screen, as though he possessed the power to see through it. His perfectly tailored suit clung to his form, emphasizing his chiseled chest and showcasing the defined contours of his rock-hard eight-pack abs. It was no wonder women yearned to throw themselves at the feet of this cruel and heartless Greek God. The first time I laid eyes on him, he captured my heart effortlessly. Little did I know then that it would be the worst decision of my life, a stark reminder that appearances could be deceiving.

He's a Greek God sent down to one earth to put chaos among women, No doubt he's specially made by God himself to place a second figure of himself on Earth for everyone to see. He has midnight, wait no scratch that, He has charcoal color hair that's neatly combed back. No single hair is sticking out. Hot chocolate brown eyes with cold steam zoning out of them, his eyes are as sharp as a sword, piercing into the depths of your soul and digging out your deepest darkest secret. His thick brows are perfectly curved into shape, Naturally. But they seem to be furrowed into a permanent frown, my hands inching to free them from the frown. His pale lips are set in a straight line and are clenched tigh