Neckline Stubble Novels & Stories

His nose was another piece of perfection, inches away from his heart-shaped pink lips. Lining on both sides of his profile was a thin beard that ran down the surface of his chin, colliding at his jaw area. The scruffy pieces of hair moved up from his jaw, around his mouth, and beneath his nose as a thinly lined mustache that suits his manly look. This all accounts for his flawless, handsome, and breathtaking face. My eyes crawled over to his broad shoulders and chest, which clashed with a white ruffled shirt that wasn’t fully buttoned and left his upper trunk slightly visible.

He had yet to see him today because Asher always had to get up a couple hours before Cailen to go to work and Cailen just couldn't bring himself to get up that early. He was still often surprised when he looked at Asher, especially when he let a bit of stubble grow on his jaw. He's gotten so much bigger over the years. It was sort of expected with his job, and the stubble that he now sported made him look ten years older than he really was. Cailen also knew Asher hated letting the stubble grow, claiming that it itched too much, but Asher knew Cailen thought it looked sexy so he would let it grow just for him once in a while, especially on occasions like Cailen's birthday.

Flawless. A perfectionist might point out that he hadn’t shaved, but the stubble that ghosted his strong jaw, merely accentuated things: a shiver of masculinity stirring beneath the surface. His full mouth was the only softening feature, but even that was set in grim tension as he lay there.

"Hello," Luke drawled and took off his sunglasses. Isabelle swallowed when he saw him in such a close range. He was so tall. The word good-looking was too subtle to describe him. He exuded not only charm and very good looks. She knew how her friend would describe him now that he is in front of them. This man had a face and body that would make your own body tingle. He was sporting a stubble and this near , she could see how beautiful his eyes were. She hadn’t had any boyfriend yet but she felt something in her body reacted just by looking at his toned abs and chest. Luke on the other hand almost cursed when he saw how gorgeous Isabelle was. She had a very lovely face. Her skin was

Just as her mouth opened to say something I would've enjoyed massively; Nicki's gasp stole our attention. "Oh!" Nicki exclaimed, stumbling back when her hand and forearm were engulfed in flame. She held the limb away from her torso, as though it would ignite the rest of her. Finn frowned, tilting his head while rubbing his jaw. Auburn stubble was sprouting from around his jawline, making him look much more suited to own a cabin in Canada. "That wasn't supposed to happen."

Icy blue eyes. His cheekbones could slice through a steak, and his chiseled jawline matches, accentuated by the untamed two-day stubble. It only enhances his flawless features, like shading on an art drawing. I can't help but envision my fingers grazing that rough stubble, the sensation against my fingertips, palms, even my own cheek...Or between my thighs.

Posh, prim and proper. Just like the numerous princes of England, the honey blond man stood at a less than flattering height. He wasn't a short man, not at all. He was just not tall, as tall as the man at the receiver. The flattering thing about him however, was his groomed stubble, his straight, tall nose bridge and round sharp eyes glistening a flaming almost turquoise colour under the rays of sunlight that escaped into the room through the open window blinds.

Attempting to regulate oxygen exchange, she stared at his throat as they swayed. Stubble had grown on his jaw since this morning, adding a ruggedness to his olive skin. He was such a gorgeous man. Tall and lean, he wasn't built with bulges like Nate, but he had clear definition. Languid. Fluid. High cheekbones and a defined chin. Wide shoulders and a narrow waist.

KELLAN'S P. O. V I had started growing a stubble. Not intentionally, I just woke up one morning and realized I'd been carrying a beard on my chin. I hadn’t been paying much attention to my appearance lately, and the days were endless. At first, the itch of it annoyed me, but now, it’s become familiar, like a habit

Adonis got out of bed and took a shower, and washed his hair, styled it differently by parting it down the middle. It changed his appearance slightly, a more casual look. He gave his face a quick shave to take away the stubble that was starting to appear, leaving his skin soft and smooth. He sprayed on his daytime cologne a good smelling citrus scent. It was a happy morning for him as he slipped on a pair of gray (CK) Calvin Klein underwear.