This Man Novels & Stories

What a man with a strong presence! Is this right? I can't believe my eyes.

The man said, bashful. Tanya also smiled, seeing as the man was acting cute. The man was dressed in a white top and white trousers. He had his hair on his forehead, and he looked kind of handsome. “Do you mind taking a picture with me?” the man asked.

I hear a mans voice approaching me " Ana. Anastacia." I turn to him. "Who me?". He looks like he's in his early thirties. He looks white but more Italian though he doesn't have any type of accent. He has black hair,short blunt curls that fall over his forehead.He has brown eyes and a peach skintone. He looks incredibly clean cut but in a dark sense because he's wearing a black button up shirt with his sleaves rolled up revealing a tattoo of what looks like a bunch of roses covering most of his forearm surronundig a cross. If I wasn't so stressed out about finding the love of my life I would say he's one of the most attractive people I had ever seen.

Hunter responded. After taking a swig from his glass, the man asked, “So why are you turning down such beautiful ladies?” “In case you're gay, I'm straight.” Hunter raised his hands at the man. “Don't come at me with no gay stuff.” The man threw his head back and roared with laughter. He looked like he was in his mid-forties. He didn't look feminine at all, quite the opposite. He looked like a macho man. With his low-cut hair, and cleanly cut moustache that met his bearded chin. He was wearing a white t-shirt that hugged his biceps and a gold watch around his right wrist. Hunter noticed a silver ring on his ring finger.

Amy was chatting with an older couple I didn’t recognize but saw us immediately. “Oh wonderful, you’re all here. Eve you look absolutely stunning, it’s such a shame there isn’t a handsome young man to show you off.” I opened my mouth to respond when another voice interjected, a man who was coming down the stairs “I couldn’t agree more Mother, but I think this jewel shows herself just fine.” he answered, and I looked up at the owner of the voice. Tall, broad shouldered and clearly very fit under his Italian suit, which fit like a custom made glove, his smile and blue eyes set my heart fluttering just as it did when I was a child.

This man doesn't plan to make this easy for me. I’m so screwed.

I shiver a little at that thought but nevertheless I tried to keep my sanity around these people. I do want the job so I will not let my dark stuff of my life take control of me. I have better things to worry about than some ruthless monsters that I could kill with just one look. Facing the window was a man in his late thirties. I could tell that form his firm stature and by his black natural hair, caressing his neck. His wide back was like an invitation to travel your hands up and down until he turns and looks you in the eyes. I heard a little

Who's this lucky guy? '' This,'' Hughes grabs a hold of Robin. '' Nice to meet you, young man. What's your name?''. '' R-Robin.'' '' I think you should ask what job he does, you won't be able to understand by his looks that he works in a big company unlike ours. And it's a 24/7 hours job, unlike hours. But he doesn't get paid for that sad,'' Olivia retorts with a grin. '' And what kind of a job is that?'' Mr.Moore asked.

Sol Ming looked up to the sky, and then heard an angry roar of a man. “What do you think you’re doing to my partner?” Up the high-slope of the ground, there stands a tanned, colored man. He is bare-naked at the top with the similar animal hides down on his dog waist, eight-pack abdominal muscles look so majestic, and the long vertical scar made by a beast was shown all over him. The facial features of the man are seven-points, near perfection if only it weren’t for the beard on his face that wasn’t shaved hiding the lips of this person.