Just Some Guy Without A Mustache Novels & Stories

They were nice places there and I kept thinking of a time in the future where I would finally leave the leash of Asher, maybe I would get to explore the pack and every other city like I would love to. "Hello?" A blonde guy dressed in a casual black tee shirt and combat shorts. I jumped up, seeming defensive all of a sudden. "Please, take it easy. I'm just here as a friend, I don't think we've been officially introduced. " He smiled a little that pushed up his moustache, his upper teeth showing. He stretched his hands as he walked closer to me. I hesitated at first but I still did not form any words. There was little to say not when I was seeing a really handsome man. Do they grow these kinds

His voice is kinda deep and his face seems worried. "'No, no. Sorry." I passed through him. Then when I looked back, I saw him shook his head. The guy's face is very attractive. He has these pure black eyes, pointy nose and a not so thin reddish lips; His French crop hairdo does suits him... very clean, very clean. He's tall and he's not thin nor super muscular, he's body was perfect for an athlete. He looked like a bit of an Asian too. Now, I wonder why am I being so specific and detailed with that guy? I shook off my head to focus on what am I supposed to do here.

The guy keeps yelling and his yelling is getting louder and louder, but everyone keeps ignoring him. That guy has bushy hair and a thin beard and he only wears brown pants, brown leather shoes and a black cowboy hat. 2 ammo chain tattoos are crossing from his right shoulder and left shoulder to his waist drawing X on his front and back. No wonder everyone considers him like trash. You must think so by just a glimpse of his look. Alfi and Kartika run towards him. “Hey, did you mean Waku-waku? A group of polka dot cloaked folks who are about to invade this town?” Alfi asked agitatedly.

his tone switched to that crazy bedroom voice that almost got me wet. A man with a hilarious mustache drove to us and yelled with his fist out of his car window "Hey moron, watch where you are going!" He cursed. Jason accelerated the bike at high velocity, ignoring him, then slowed down again as we both chuckled. The mustache guy got to us again "Bunch of losers" he spat out, as the wind blew his saliva to land on his face. We laughed hard at him and held up our middle fingers. "Now who is the loser, old man!" Jason said.

Hana and food really can't be combined. After they were almost in front of the altar, the figure of a man with several bodyguards appeared from the side. Hana's eyes rounded, excited, Rita's future husband was very, very handsome. Not much different from the expressions of Hana, Rita and Serena even stopped seeing the figure without blinking. This is not called forced marriage. In Hana's mind, Rita's future husband is a mustachioed uncle with one child. In fact, this is the hot bachelor of today's era. White skin, sharp nose, and sharp eyes. Hana, who doesn't like men other than BTS's V, was stunned. Really interesting, thought Rita who didn't realize that her feet brought her own step close

It’s already 6:00p.m. before they left the house happily. ........At boys dormitory ........ “Dude, you look like a virtuous prince huh,” Eddie praise Anthony Anthony has a 5’7 tall and darker skin, has a mascular body. He is a type of person handsome but not attractive. Mascular man but stupid when it comes to women. He also had crush before but because he failed in his first courtship, until now he has never flirted again. He is also like Joshua who has never had a girlfriend since birth.

Again, I wore no makeup, but I pinned my bangs back into a hump, and left the rest of my hair down in it's natural waves. "Thank you." I noticed a guy tagging along with Brandon. I haven't seen this guy before, but you could tell just by looking at him that he was a bad boy. I stereotyped him, which I felt bad for, but it just seemed so apparent. It didn't matter though, because he was very attractive. I think I even gave a flirty smile. His deep brown eyes stared at my face, as he seemed to send the same smile my way. "Who's your friend?" "This is--" Justin began, backing up out of the way so I could get a better look.

They melt in your mouth. Hank was pushing the things around his plate, without ever taking a bite. "Do they serve hamburgers here?" "Baby, try just this small piece. There are other things than meat, you know?" Michelle offered. "Yeah, but they are not that good." Mike Trivino, one of Matt's teammates, high-fived Hank. Mike is a tall fun guy with a weird mustache. He let it grow after watching Top Gun, in an attempt to make him look sexier. Well, it didn't work. Now he looked like somebody you don't want your kids to play with.

There was a hint of fright on the guy's face as he winced stepping back before he ran off like a rat. His hair was dark and cropped military-styled. Indeed, very sexy. His biceps muscles pressed against that white fitted polo t-shirt and a glance to his abs, definitely six packs, or even eight packs, Taya wondered. Finding herself staring at the man, her gaze went up to his face and she hoped that she didn't gasp out loud this time. If Lucas were a prince charming in a fairytale, this man was a Greek God; strong jaws and perfectly trimmed stubble short beard that defined his masculinity.

Those eyes reminded her of everything brown — the coffee. Crinkles usually formed underneath and beside his eyes whenever he cackled. Those crinkles got her thinking if he was older than he looked, because, asides the crinkles, his porcelain skin always shone with youthfulness and vibrance, the kind of vibrance that radiated from a healthy teenager. " ... want some berries?" Dr Jake offered her a bowl of red berries. Rosaleen gave a soft, close-tipped smile which the young man couldn't discern if it was an approval.