My Beautiful Man Novels & Stories

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

But he’s really tall and his way to muscular to be a woman. “Justin, Justin…” he smiles eyes on Justin… “Buddy you messed with the wrong person…” he crosses his arms… “Mr. Kidnapper sir.” I wink at him. The beautiful man looks over at me. He looks at me confused. “Scara shut up. You have no idea what’s going on!” Justin scolds me. I turn my head to him and glare at him. “You shut up. This man in beautiful.” “I don’t know how I feel about being called beautiful…” The man says.

"There's this beautiful man you should meet." "Beautiful man?" "Yes. His eyes, they're golden."

It was him. The handsome man.

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

I get to the bar with the girls and tonight is ballad night, which is terrible, in the depressing state I’m in listening to romantic songs it’s the same thing as shooting my own foot, pure torture. A huge guy passes by our table and asks if we are being well served. Very tall, slightly tanned, short black hair, dark eyes and full, plump lips. There’s nothing smooth or harmonious in his face, his traces were hard and viril, but not even the two little scars, one on his chin and another one on the eyebrow were able to take away that man’s beauty. The strong face and muscle in a way that hit was impossible not to look at him. He smiles with the corner of his mouth, in a way kind if dirty way th

I stared at the photo again and blurted, "he is beautiful." That was a mistake. I didn't mean to say it out loud. I had thought of how beautiful that man was before he told me he is a partner. Men are not to be qualified as beautiful but handsome. "I am sorry, I mean to say handsome." "Haha, come off it. Everybody knows he is beautiful and.... just like you are." "What?" I scoffed out of surprise, I should have been prepared.

A sigh of relief escaped me. The hands that had helped me were still wrapped around my waist. A hand stretched and plucked the last cupcakes from the tray. I glanced back only to find the most beautiful man I had ever seen in my life. He was dressed in simple clothing. Almost too simple, he didn't look like he belonged here or like he was meant to be at the party at all. He let go of me and I watched as he bit into the cupcake and groaned. “So, that's why everyone has been raging about it. Delicious,” the beautiful man said, his voice deep and seductive like a calm tidal wave.

I’m rendered speechless, and I feel the air whoosh out of my lungs at the sheer beauty standing above me. “Are you alright?” “I…umm…yea, I think so. Thanks for not letting me fall on my ass.” Wow, that came out a lot smoother than I was expecting it to. If you could truly see this man in person, you would agree with me the beauty of this man would render any woman speechless. Those eyes are the deepest green that anyone could get lost in. “Well, I’m glad you’re OK sweetheart.” Did he just call me sweetheart? What sort of alternate reality did I fall through this morning? The gorgeous bad boy, troublemaker just called me sweetheart. What the heck is going on?!?