Handsome God Novels & Stories

The massive Great Hall shrank as he approached, clearing the distance between us in 8 leisurely steps. Goddess, he was handsome. Frightfully handsome. Short black hair cropped into a neat, slicked-back style. Thick, dark brows and lashes that framed the most chilling seafoam green eyes I’d ever seen. A jawline that could cut glass, with lips that twitched into an easy, almost charming smirk as his gaze washed over me like the morning tide. And his scent…

He’s a damn god, he’s got whatever he wants at his fingertips. “Because Hephaestus is truly the uhm… least attractive out of all the gods. He… doesn’t have charm or charisma, and it’s been said that you’re quite the catch. So he’s probably trying to figure out why Hephaestus got the bond to begin with, and why he got the bond with a beautiful girl to boot.”

"As sharp as a bowling ball." Atarah giggled as she approached Amon, who rose an eyebrow at her as his gaze shifted to her direction. "Oh, sorry...... I'm Atarah Langris." His full blue but neatly trimmed hair made him appearance composed, his eyes had the same color as blue as the deep sea. He was definitely handsome and lean and his calm nature made him mysterious, it had only been a month since Atarah started schooling. She hadn't been paying attention to different guys because, her thoughts were on someone already.

There was nothing wrong with the sentences, was there? I walked back but he was quick to clip me with his magnificently perfect working hands on my waist pinching them seductively. Hell! We can’t be here like this. Dimitri is still here. “I am actually the God of underworld and maybe you forget that term every time,” he whispered with his hot breaths which made me nearly to moan out on which I controlled myself. “But you’re not God. God is good,” I replied quickly without even thinking so much. With that statement I was clearly declaring that he wasn’t a good man after all. He wasn’t good.

He turned around and smiled at me with a sexy smile. Royal Gods were perfect. They were basically higher than first tier Gods even though they were considered first tier. They were special. Their looks could make anyone blush and they had a way of carrying themselves. He was more perfect than Christopher and Luther put together. He walked towards me and looked around. "I see the rumors are just that, rumors. They said you were a virgin but it looks and smells like that's not true." The God of absolute power said causing me to go crimson.

"You bent a bit to mine. You and I know I am the only one who got you down on your knees. None other, demon or god can." "Shut it, proud sex god. Tsk. You are right though. Unlike you all, my head remains focused. I will have no problem." "We shall see about that. Anyways, no not bend for a deal. I do not want them thriving here. Prove to them who rules. If Serling is really behind him, he would make more trouble. He is a tricky demon." "And I am the god of tricksters." "I won't argue that with you. The hound is at the reception. Be prepared, he will be brought to you soon."

Xiao Chen also realized that this was actually quite common; the Earth God level wasn’t something he could simply perceive at a glance. “Thank you, Elder Hun!” The captain sincerely expressed his gratitude upon seeing the figure of a man with a sword appear on the ship from behind. His calm demeanor and the gaze he directed at the Sea Tribe leader made the latter dare not move. Even though he was now covered in wounds, more than half his men were dead, and he felt utterly humiliated upon seeing a high-level Earth God actually appear to protect Yang Zuan.

During the banquet, Celia had played with the Sterling family's ancestral oracle blocks like a curious child. That night, Celia cast nine blessed results in a row. The entire hall had been stunned. Everyone praised her as the daughter-in-law destined for the Sterling family. He had smiled with delight back then. Because those nine blessed casts were a miracle he had created with his own hands, weighting the blocks with lead in advance. Everything had gone smoothly. Everyone envied Celia. That young girl who used to hide behind others had been cherished so publicly for the first time. What had he said to Caroline then?

It was the beginning of something new. I was no longer someone’s wife or shadow. I was the Godmother of the mafia families, Xavier’s mother, Kane’s beloved, and most importantly, I was myself. A year later, in a port city in Eustona, someone spotted a familiar figure. The man was ragged, limping on one leg. When he looked up, his face was covered in scars and humiliation. It was James. He saw me and instantly looked away in terror, ducking into the crowd like a rat scurrying across the street.

a tough, husky voice resonated from behind, jolting me out of my thoughts. “I…” “What’s your name?” he asked, tracing my body, staring from my neck down to my breast, and finally his hand went to my vagina causing me to flinch. “Don’t touch me with your filthy hands!” I spat across his face. Yes, talking about having a good feature…oh moon goddess! The man standing right in front of me looks not only like a Greek god, but he’s like the men in fairytales. I’ve never seen a rogue this handsome. I never thought he would do that.