Handsome God Novels & Stories

One of them had dark blonde hair and grey eyes that resembled the count, but the other one had black hair and blue eyes instead. Seeing him, I could only say that the black hair man was truly handsome... or was it beautiful? I'm not sure. Maybe both. Gosh, why are there so many handsome guys in this world? The blonde guy was handsome as well, but that was just on human level. On the other hand, the other guy's beauty was beyond race, nationality or preference, just like Alistair, Isadore and Osiris. I didn't know that an extra could also be this handsome. I would've believed it if he said that he was one of the main leads. After all, the handsomeness of the main lead in this world could be t

He grabbed my arm roughly and pushed me back against the wall. "You really want to know? You really want to know why?" he shouted, pain and anger mixing in his voice. "Fine! I’ll tell you. I am a monster. A monster who doesn't deserve to be loved or to be happy. I did something terrible to someone a long time ago. I ruined her life completely. I am not the good man you think I am. I am no saint... I am pure evil itself. Now that you know what I really am... would you still say you love me?"

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

It was almost like he couldn’t register my presence like he was all alone in his study. His brows were furrowed together in concentration as he read through the documents and he looked like something the Moon Goddess couldn’t have created better with his long slick black hair that’d put most of the females’ hair to shame, his chiseled jaws, the smoothness of his face and the sharp edges of his cheeks that looked like something that was sharp enough to cut through objects. He looked like a Greek God, specifically Moros, the god of doom. “What are you still doing here?” He finally acknowledged my presence and it was with a tone so bored and degrading that it’d have pierced my heart if I wasn’t

“Sorry about the bleeding. You see my brother here, is so arrogant and he needs some tutorial on how to talk to people, especially women” I stood up staring at him and he handed me a small towel, then demanded back for the towel, which I was confused at , before he carefully tied my hands which was bleeding but not much again. When I looked up, I stared at his face and I saw his features, he is so handsome, with thick eyebrows, pink lips, the nose are so perfect and his jaw, they are perfect, like a v shape, and he looked so serious. I realized he was the only good one among the three mini god, not my fault though, they are all freaking hot and also he was the one demanding for my number

A nod of acknowledgment towards his two comrades and the plan was known and confirmed; words weren’t necessary. Blakeney stayed in the center as he and Oliver stalked slowly sideways. So far, so good. The heads moved to follow each of them in turn. Now, they only had to deal with one horrible nightmare apiece. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and breathed deeply. With his exhalation, he let go of his humanity. He locked up all thoughts of love and death, allowing the divinity within to have free reign. The god inside of him readily took over. “Spawn of Hades!” James bellowed with supreme authority. Even Blakeney glanced sideways in awe. “You do not belong here in this realm. In the name

"Dad I thought I heard you speaking with Angel few minutes ago, where is she?" a god with silver hair was descending from the stairs, his musclar chiseled legs and upper body were exposed in its glory as he was wearing only a black boxer, his silver eyes was shining as if it was glowing, his beauty, hot and gorgeous self as well as his translucent chiseled body that was well toned to the extent of being irresistible was so captivating, he is the epitome of perfection just like how the word 'beauty' will bow in shame from how the angel sister looked, this male here was a god, with unexplainable beauty, tall and well toned, glowing translucent body and an alarmingly gorgeous sharp jawline face

Of course, in the sense that the two of them would not easily like a handsome man if he had no other qualities. "Senior, he's a handsome and kind man, right?" Junior Mu Biyu approached and chatted with him. They really liked Xiao Chen's handsome face now compared to when his hair was white. His black hair and black eyes really added to his good looks, so the young girls from the Heaven Sect liked him. Hearing their conversation, Mu Biyu shook his head as if he didn't understand their easily influenced minds.

Artemis is the goddess of hunting and wilderness and on what grounds would she lend her Hind to a mortal like me? His hands disappear under his black cloak before he pulls out a Golden Horn out of it. He steps forward before handing it to me. “Call her. She will listen. Not all gods are bad. At least not when you haven’t crossed them.” He says and I fight back the urge to roll my eyes at him. I know that I yelled profanities at Arles and questioned his powers and successfully crossed him but I was stating facts! It’s not my fault that he cannot handle the truth.

That realisation had been a huge blow to her mind but was thankful she realised it before it was too late. Holding his hands ever so gently, Stacy started caressing them lovingly. He was the man for her. Her better half and from today onwards, she would do anything to keep him happy. she decided.Looking at his pale face, she found him beautiful. He had the sexiest lips she has ever seen, they tasted good too, she could affirm that. His brows were well crafted and his eyelashes resembled butterfly wings. His nose was pointed and had well prominent cheekbones.calling him handsome was belittling him. He was a piece of art, more of a male fairy.Her little fingers found themselves tracing every c