My Beautiful Man Novels & Stories

It was a man. He was tall, with an unfathomable beauty. His deep blue eyes made her heart skip a beat, each glance sending shivers down her spine. His broad chest, with its rippling muscles, spoke of a man who was no stranger to the gym. He was handsome, from the depth of his eyes to the expression of his deep baritone voice, which came with a beautiful smile that lit up his deep blue eyes. "Hello, beautiful," he said, his voice a deep rumble that sent shivers down Madison's spine. "Why are you standing out here in the rain?" His words were like a balm to her soul, a comfort amid the storm.

The lady said pulling the man along but the man didn't budge. “ You came here on your wish. Buy what you want and meet me in the car. I'm already suffocated enough. " The man said disgustedly and left. Beauty couldn't get a clear view of his face, but she could tell he was 6'feet tall and he had a slightly muscular stature. “ Tch. Not like I needed your help. " The lady scoffed. Beauty tried to hold in her laughter but she was caught by the lady. “ Do you need my help now?" Beauty asked innocently.

Such a cheap article. "In case you're wondering, yes I have a new woman now. And she's everything you can never be" Juan said, making Kristen's face fall. To be continued...

I just need a little space, a little fresh air before I go back. I jump a little as I feel a presence slide into the bar seat beside me, their energy is electric but I’m so drained I don’t even look up to see who they are. Then a smooth voice, deep, velvet perfection breaks through my pity party “Are you really here alone?” It’s like I’m hypnotised by it and I can’t help but look this time. My breath catches in my throat at the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Floppy dark hair that almost falls into his eyes, olive skin, an athletic physique, two perfect dimples either side of his captivating smile and the most incredible amber eyes you could imagine.

"I'm just an ordinary girl." Suddenly, the man pulled to the side and stopped the car, so I frowned, not understanding why he was acting that way. "What's wrong?" I asked, and he turned to look at me seriously. However, the gleam in his eyes warmed my body right away, and a shiver shook me all over. "You're beautiful," he said, and I tried to look away, but he grabbed my chin and made me look at him. "I don't know who made you believe otherwise, but you are one of the most beautiful women I've ever met. So repeat after me: I am beautiful."

They were the bluest eyes I have ever seen I hadn't noticed this yesterday ,probably because I was in shock and in pain,but the man was really good looking . He was at least six feet tall,muscular but not in a body builder type way , a strong jaw and a flawless complexion. His dark brown hair was tousled in a sexy way and his confidence demanded attention "Hey"I croaked out sounding like a smoker. He smiled at me and I was struck by how beautiful it was .'Hey,can I come in? "Yeah ,sure"I said stepping out of the way

He stretched out his hand to her, dripping water on the bathroom tiles. Mariah didn’t know if she was imagining it, but he appeared to be glowing. Goddess, how could a man be so beautiful? Even his smile was enough to melt her heart and brighten her day. Watching him in that tub, she could finally see what Aspa did. Damn, she now understood why Aspa didn’t want to let him go and would rather kill him than let any other woman have him. The man was so beautiful that his very presence made her feel like she had won the biggest lottery in the world, and not just that, he was so pure-hearted that she just wanted to keep him locked up in her heart, lest another person come and damage him like Aspa

He looked lost as he stared at my face. I knew I was beautiful, but this man made it seem like I was more beautiful than I ever thought. I pushed against his chest, and as if he had just regained himself, he quickly stopped touching me and let me stand. “I’m so sorry, miss,” he shouted at the top of his voice so I could hear him over the loud music. He bowed slightly. “I’m just so… captivated by your beauty.” I smiled. “It’s fine,” I shouted back. “Thank you for saving me from falling.”

he said, his tone dipping into that unnerving calm again. “There are people who love things like that — in extremities too.” I nodded slowly. So he wasn’t smuggling the girls. That felt… weirdly better. Not great, but better. Before I could say anything else, the heavy curtains parted — and two people stepped inside. The man was freaking beautiful, the kind of beautiful that shouldn’t be allowed in this kind of place. Dark hair, sharp jaw, eyes like he knew too much and cared too little. His suit clung perfectly to broad shoulders, and when he smiled — lazy, confident — it was pure sin wrapped in silk.

I fight to keep my eyes from closing, but I feel them flutter slightly. Looks like that, smells like that... it’s unfair. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he mutters. Is this man trying to kill me? I almost don’t hear it in my haze, but he just said "are beautiful," not "look beautiful." "You look fatter than the picture your sister showed me."