Johnny Cade Physical Description Novels & Stories

She chuckled to herself as she picked up his book and walked out the door. If Janet could describe him in just few words, it would be tall, dark, in more ways than one, handsome and mysterious. His height was the first thing anyone would notice, he stood proudly at 6'3; which definitely wasn't a mediocre thing in their school. A set of white teeth, dark beautiful skin, muscles all in the right places; you name it, he got it. Even Ada had her eyes on him in SS1, when puberty had hit him like hard. But when she made her moves on him, he turned her down instantly and no one really turned down Ada.

He introduced himself; He sure knows how to get girls' attention. "Riya Kader." I took his hand for a polite handshake. I studied his appearance once more this time, with him standing in front of me granted easy access to get a proper look at him. He has grey eyes that match his hair, a sharp nose, and a strong jaw which definitely makes any girls drool over him. He stood 6.2' height and has a broad shoulder, he's a charmer for sure. For a second I was mesmerized by his handsome figure. I believe he must be every girls' weakness.

She turns her head, calling over her shoulder, "Cade!." My stomach drops to somewhere around my knees. Cade West steps into view behind her, and every coherent thought I've ever had promptly evacuates my brain. He's shirtless, wearing nothing but black boxer briefs that hang low on his hips and showcase exactly why half the girls on campus probably have his name written in their phone under "God's Gift to Humanity." The hickey blooming purple-red on his collarbone that makes my cheeks burn even hotter. But it's his expression that makes me freeze. His gaze rakes me once, barely concealing his disgust. "Well, well," he says, his voice rough with sleep and something that’s definitely irritatio

Some things were hard to explain over the phone, and since he'd been too busy to visit lately, I decided to come to him. And this was what I walked into. "God, they're still at it?" Cade glanced at the footage and said sincerely, "Honestly, your boyfriend's got impressive stamina. It's just… His kink is a bit intense." I tried to pull a smile, but couldn't even manage a fake one. The Reynolds on that screen was nothing like the man I knew. Around me, he was always gentle, restrained, and considerate—the perfect gentleman. That was what made this so absurd.

Here goes nothing, Cassidy reasoned silently. "No father, I didn't terminate the bond or reject him either," Cassidy confessed, because she needed her dad's help. "What?!" Aldric yelled. "Do you know what he looks like?" he asked. "Yes, father, I do," Cassidy replied. "Good. Now you're going to describe how he looks so I can find him," Aldric demanded. "He has raven hair and a few strands fall on his face and he has grey eyes. He looks like a model because of his flawless skin, but he also looks like a warrior because of the scar from his eyebrow to his cheekbone. He's also a pack warrior," Cassidy described.

Chapter 5: Scar's POV Kade looked different in my passenger seat, but even with the glamour, he was impossible to ignore. Without his horns and silver eyes, he passed for human, he was tall and commanding at six-three, broad shoulders straining the black T-shirt, thick arms crossed casually. and those soft Dark hair I'd fisted like my life depended on it during orgasms, fell in loose waves over his forehead, framing a strong jaw and full lips that promised more. His deep brown eyes held a warmth that hid the predator beneath, but his build screamed power, especially his visible chest I wanted to trace with my tongue. He was the kind of beautiful danger that made your heart race, the man you'

Quinn said, pointing to the edge of the bath. Cade sat down gingerly and waited. He’d never been shaved before. He preferred a light stubble, which he maintained himself when he was performing, feeling it gave him a rakish look, rather than the boyish one when he was clean-shaven. He was always carded when he shaved and, at twenty-three, he’d had enough of that. He’d mentioned that to Quinn, who had hummed and assured him that there wouldn’t be a hair on his chin when he’d finished. So, ignored him then. Cade wasn’t sure how he felt about this, but the thought of Quinn’s hands on him made his dick harden. Quinn pressed a hot washcloth to his face. Cade closed his eyes, feeling the heat seep

Yet my hands clutched the knee length cardigan to my body, at the same time became sweaty and my knees must have given out the minute I entered his car. Or maybe it was him? True to the rumors, Zade Cutler was a tad bit goodlooking but no one would have prepared me for this. Sure he had midnight hair... untamable midnight hair but it was far more darker than midnight if that made sense. It was sinfully dark. His six feet height came accompanied with stacked muscles and a great physique that showcased a lean body. As for his face? Well there wasn't much to say about his face other than he was the epitome of perfection at best. He had a scar on his cheek for pit's sake and that made him him.

So, reluctantly, I let her go. I decided to head to my next class early, walking quietly through the hallway, allowing my thoughts to drift—until I rounded a corner and froze in place. Right there, striding out of the men’s shower room, was Cade. His hair was damp, a towel slung casually over his shoulder, and he was completely shirtless. Only the gym joggers hung low on his hips, making him look like he’d just stepped out of some fantasy sequence. My mouth may have parted slightly.

Too intimidating for my liking, I thought. "What's on the agenda for today?" Ciro asked, ignoring me entirely. "Some paperwork needs to be finished," Johnny replied. Ciro nodded, took his plate from the microwave, and sat down on a stool. "I’m going up to my room if Clarissa comes back and asks for me," I quickly excused myself. Johnny nodded, then returned to his paperwork. I quickly walked out, not wanting to spend another minute in Ciro's intimidating presence. Ciro was well-built, with dark hair, piercing blue eyes, and tattoos covering his arms. The scar on the left side of his face made him look dangerous, but beneath it all, he was undeniably handsome.