Zoro Physique Novels & Stories

James was looking Zoe up and down. Zoe was clad in just a simple red silk robe that clung to her slender body. She didn't have the hourglass figure that Ashley had but she was full in the breasts and slightly round in the ass with narrow hips. Zoe brushed a strand of her auburn hair from her face as she sidled up to him, pressing her chest to his. She ran her hands up his body to wrap them around his head, pulling him down to her so that she could kiss him.

I turn to her and her lips presses into a thin line as if she is struggling to contain her emotions. He rises to his feet and the room falls silent, all eyes turning towards him as he moves with regal authority. His fur-lined cloak cascades around him and I can attest to the truth of his build. King Ozar’s chest is broad, tapering down to a strong, sturdy waist. Despite the heavy fur cloak, the contours of his powerful frame are still evident—a silhouette of raw, untamed strength.

Dave had a habit of reading in the morning and was likely studying in the park two blocks away. Lina went to the porch and realized that Zuko was not there either. She was wondering when she heard footsteps behind her. She turned her head and saw Zuko, wearing a T-shirt and shorts, walk toward her. It seemed like he had just finished exercising, his chiseled face exuding a hint of firmness and his well-built figure embraced by the morning light. The T-shirt that was damp with sweat clung to his body, outlining a perfect inverted triangle physique. Lina's gaze inadvertently fell on his chest.

It’s just that the latter’s physique is more elegant because of the age difference between the two. Zandro is older so his physical feature is well-defined and lean than him. but soon when they are more mature like Zandrohe will be like his brothers. Jules is tall at 6ft. height, matched with his expressive eyes that catches everyone's soul, it's as if it can always communicate just by looking at you and also his very masculine scent, a wood and aqua scent that tingles the nose. It’s gentle and smooth to whom who comes near him.

The main room was large, but the hole in the floor took up a large portion of it. Aries looked up and his eyes were black like his wolf’s. Jorogumo was up on the ceiling and was hissing and spitting in rage. Half her nest was now destroyed in a matter of minutes with that fire. Fire she was very susceptible to. Jorogumo had the head and torso of a woman, but the lower body of an eight legged spider. Her legs were huge, shiny and black. Her lower body a swirling pattern of red and yellow.

But if I keep on holding on to this fear, I would never find out the truth. Roark took a deep breath before talking, “He has the shape of a human. He’s tall, about 7 feet or more, and muscular. I can’t really tell if it’s his natural color, but he’s dark all over. He has some weird markings on his body, too,” he paused for a while, cleared his throat then continued, “He has two, big golden horns sticking out from both sides of his head. His eyes are glowing white. He looks expressionless, but his presence is very heavy. He’s inviting all sorts of negative aura, and that negativity resonates with you.” “Hey, Roark… Am I cursed?” I asked with a terrified look on my face.

AURORA- His hands had visible veins that popped out every time he tossed the omelet in the pan. He had sharp jawline, and a faint grey color in his dark brown eyes. He was taller than me, a lot and his shoulders were broad comparatively less than Zeus--- His shoulders were broad and a lean midriff with flesh sticked to his skin forcing all the necessary curves to pop visible. He wore black shirt with matching pants and formal black sneakers, and still, I could see his defined frame. Black tends to hide solid curves but his were so firm that it was impossible to unsee them.

Both men were dressed in nothing but a pair of shorts; hence, it was easy to assess their physiques. The one with the dark complexion was built like a tank, his broad shoulders, large chest, and bulky arms akin to the trunk of a fruitful tree. His eyes were as sharp as razors, and his hands were severely calloused. His exposed thighs were thicker than his arms, and his calf was as large as his fist. The wooden sword he held was two times larger than the regular sword and thrice as heavy. In his hands, this great sword resembled a rapier, and the energy he gave off was that of a murderous scion.

He stood at about 6'5" and about 235 pounds of muscle! Zoey sashayed towards the mystery man. I knew by the way that she walked that she planned to have "fun" with this hottie. I can't say that I was surprised that not even 24 hours later, here she was, breaking the conditions of her punishment! Zoey was just reaching for his chest when there was a loud, dangerous growl coming from his chest. I was so shocked at how quickly his features changed to something so malicious! My wolf actually whimpered from the amount of hostility coming off of him! "DO.NOT.TOUCH.ME!" He growled out.

Nope. “Get into bed.” He commands, walking away from me and to the other side of the bed. As I pull the covers back to climb into the bed, I stop in my task as Zane starts to take off his clothes. His back is to me, so he can’t see me staring at his nice ass. The muscles of his back are toned and defined. A rather large tattoo of a crow sitting on top of a skull with swirling smoke around it adorns the middle of his back. It’s sexy as hell. When he turns around, I can’t seem to stop my mouth from dropping. His six-pack alone is worthy of my drool, but the whole of him is sexy as hell. He’s not overly muscular like a bodybuilder, but he definitely has them, and he is toned. I didn’t expect hi