Handsome God Novels & Stories

Sliding my hands into his, we make our way towards the crowd and greeted everyone. "Hey, loa! It's been a while." Carter gives me a side hug and I smile. "It has, hasn't it. We're all so caught up." "Indeed," he nods, taking a sip from his beer, "this is Rein." A girl that I hadn't noticed spins around at the mention of her name. Rein was really pretty. She had killer curly hair and mocha skin. She was a bit on the thicker side, pudgy but it worked for her. She had brown eyes, and wore glasses, like carter.

Zach is a typical image of a hot devil, he is the only son and heir to one of the wealthiest men in America, he is also every women's dream, he has a striking image of a greek god, tall, muscular, handsome, hot, pretty face, sharp jawline, and he also very good in bed the rumors coming out from all the women that sleep with the greek god.

"I don't care if this is your job or not... I wanted you and I got you here." My breath stuck in my throat when his lips stopped few inches away from mine. His hand is on my waist which is sending shivers in my body. He smirked noticing the reaction of my body. "I take what I want, at any condition!..." His knuckles travelled from my cheek to my neck and my desperate pussy started throbbing in need. I don't understand what drew strong reaction like this from my body. The thing that he is incredibly handsome or the fact that no man has touched me since last two years.

Because standing in front of me is— A man. No, scratch that. A demi-god. Tall. Broad. Built like he walked straight out of a drama series. He’s wearing a jersey and a face cap, but it does absolutely nothing to hide the sharp cut of his jaw, the smooth tan of his skin, the way his shoulders stretch the fabric like it’s doing its best to survive. And his face— God. His face. It’s unfair. Like the Lord spent a day sculpting it to perfection.

' Immediately, an immerse pain spreads out from my neck and slowly makes it way below but it is suddenly gone as swiftly as it comes. Nathan pulls back and stares at me with yellow eyes and extended canines. I can see my blood on them. "Y-You marked me, how is that possible." "I'm a god, remember." He smirks as his canines slowly retreats. "And I am a great friend of the Moon Goddess." "That doesn't explain why you marked me." I glare at him and push him away. "What is wrong with you, sometimes you do the stupidest things."

Unable to handle it any longer, I jerked, causing the arm that was supporting me to unleash, breaking whatever the spell was that was over me. Landing on my ass, I looked up into the dark, stormy eyes of the one who was causing all this. Goddess, he was beautiful—almost like a Greek god standing there with his perfectly sculpted head, which was buzzed on either side, and his gorgeous chocolate locks that were perfectly placed atop his head.

Joe said to Adrian looking calm giving the 'I trust you boss kinda look'. With a smug smile on his perfect face, a chiseled jaw, a long nose, and blue eyes, Adrian is the perfect example of a Demi-God, who doesn't love a good-looking guy with his lips curled upwards he looked even more handsome and devilish. "She has no choice, she owes me this much" Adrian stood up and went around his table looking at the bustling streets of New York, he reminisced about his dark past which hunts him every day of his life.

However, in between the fun were three men with outstanding looks and dressed elegantly in their expensive suits. If anyone would dare to describe them, they will tell that they are like princes. One with a flirty but enchanting appearance, red hair with a charming smile, the other with some intellectual aura, though gentle and elegant. The last one, with a lonely and mysterious personality, though his beautiful face was like an oil painting, flawless. "Hey Dion, you came!" the one with red hair and an enthusiastic aura raised his glass of wine the moment Dion entered the room. The other girls gasped in delight as the man was not the same as a prince, but a King.

But soon I realised what I was doing. Astaghfirullah!!(God forbade) I separated my self from him and saw his face. "Oh my God!!! He's so handsome." I thought. He was so much handsome. Just like a Greek God . His biceps were bulging out of his sleeves . He's I guess 6'2 ft . His face handsome, his perfect pink lips , light stubble, and sharp jaw . Every thing about him was amazing. "Done staring at me?" he said

He smirked, lifting an eyebrow. “Could say the same for you. Why are you shocked a guy isn’t a dickhead?” I shrugged, I didn’t know. Clearly my taste in men had been terrible up until that point. I don’t think I had ever met anybody like Dimitri. Beautiful, funny, caring and powerful. Yum, yum my type.