My Beautiful Man Novels & Stories

how dare he do this to me,like I'm some sort of a begger I was about the knock again but the gate opened and the man standing there told me "come in" I sighed and entered,as i entered i couldn't help but notice the beautiful entrance It was brick red patterns but in circular shaped leading to the fountain, the fountain was huge and could cover like 12% of the ground,it was white and the water pouring out looked so fresh and clean After the fountain i see this massive building,white and very wide,it has this huge door that all those movie stars stay "Where do you think you're going?" I heard a voice say from behind me "inside duhh" i say with an annoyed tone

In a good way though. " I'm truly sorry for my mistake. I would be lying if I said I didn't notice all your dolled up self. You look immaculately beautiful that I can't help but be proud of myself for having such a beautiful lady by my side. Am really a lucky man" when a man is classified as a lady's man, that would be Mansir. He knows how to play his card just damn well.

“You handle everything. Make her look as good as possible.” My lips jutted out. Was he saying I was ugly? “Don’t worry, sir,” the gay man said cheerfully, flashing me a warm smile. “Leave her to us. We’ll make her the most beautiful woman for the night.”

However, tonight everything came crushing down right before her own eyes. After feeling suffocated by her own tears, she decided she needed some fresh air. Upon wearing warm clothes and winter boots, she left her house for a walk. She needed to collect her thoughts or maybe call Jayden again to find out if he was just playing a prank on her. A few steps behind her was a handsome gentle man who noticed how Laura was troubled in her thoughts. The man had a modest height of 6 foot 2, broader shoulders, brown eyes, a sharp jaw and a smooth chocolate-caramel skin. In short, his body was to die for.

Marcus I am the first to wake up from our after sex nap. From the light illuminating the windows it's probably midday by now. I should get some work done as I haven't been to the office in days, but I can't seem to be able to tear my eyes from the man lying next to me with his right hand covering his face one knee bent and covers strewn all over barely covering him as he slept peacefully. I smile at how sweet he looks; I trace his exposed skin with my fingers until I pause at the exposed thigh where a huge scar mars his beautiful skin. It had taken everything in me not to flinch or linger when I had seen it earlier.

If only fate could wipe the tears away of such a precious soul. * "This is the address, her name is Sonia. I want her to go broke." He said calmly. "Yes, boss," his man replied. Hamza kept thinking about her plea. Her tears kept roaming his head and no matter how much he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about her and f*ck. He felt so f*cking frustrated. Why the f*ck he didn't pay for her performance, that way she didn't have to perform in front of all those men.

The next day, after she finished the hike with the guy, she came straight to me to brag. "He looks super rich. Head to toe in designer brands, and he was really polite and such a gentleman." I widened my eyes, pretending to be surprised. "No way, could he be some rich heir? However, guys like that are usually surrounded by beautiful women. Why would he pay someone to go hiking with him?" Janet rolled her eyes at me. "Obviously, it's because I'm pretty. He said he saw my photos online and was instantly attracted. He didn't even hesitate before booking me."

He stood up and took five steps to meet me where I stood—frozen still. His gaze moved slowly over my body as he studied me. My fingers trembled at my sides, but I tried hard to hold it in. I couldn’t help but stare at his green eyes. They were mesmerizing. I understood why men wished to be him. He wasn’t just handsome! He was—gorgeous. Even I wished I had such shoulder length white hair. Finally, he spoke, interrupting my thoughts as he grabbed my attention. “She’ll do!” For a minute, I couldn’t understand. My parents’ faces lit up like what he said was worth rejoicing over.

There was a delightful smile on his face. I was learning something about this man. He had the magic to make people around him feel relaxed and lighthearted. “But surely I can‘t be the first person to be the victim of a crime on your island,” I tried to reason with him. “No,” he admitted with a slight shrug of his broad, muscular shoulders. “But you just might be the most beautiful.” I stared at him for a second, my eyes wide. He withdrew his hand and cleared his throat, seeming to feel awkward. “I‘ll, uh, go have the maids make you something to eat.”

Forgetting about the situation that was happening currently I was snapped back to reality when I see him lunge at the grey wolf that was chasing me, they snarl and tear into one another; his claws tear into the side of the grey wolf who lets out a howl from the injury that was just inflicted onto his torso. Whimpers are to be heard as the grey wolf backs away from the black wolf and stares at me as he growls and snaps his jaw, within a second the grey wolfs retreat back to the forsaken territory as they take off running in retreat from the attack that was inflicted onto them, sighing in relief my arms collapse under me as I stare up at the sky laughing in relief of being able to live another