Absolutely Disgusting Novels & Stories

I said through clenched teeth, trying to keep it professional. "Good girl." His words were like daggers, and I could barely suppress the disgust that surged within me. His unwashed body, the alcohol, and the stench of sweat mixed together in a nauseating cocktail. I had to look away to keep from gagging, and I quickly turned to face the rest of the room.

He had no conscience or whatsoever. Even though I dipped myself in soapy water, I could still smell the tomato paste on my body, and it made me feel sick in the pit of my stomach. There's nothing more to describe what he was. He's the cruelest of all beings, and there's nothing more I feel but hate. I just hate him to the bones.

(AHVI'S POINT OF VIEW) The word ‘disgusting’ whirls in my head as I enter the room and it stabs me with nausea. I'm despicable. The feelings I have for Vance are revolting and the fact that I let them develop makes me more despicable.

"Uh... Okay. I had a brief conversation with the dispatch rider from orderit.com the other day, so yeah, go on and have a bite." Vada took out the spoon and scooped the food into her mouth, she closed her eyes and savoured the taste of the food and just like she presumed, it was simply exotic. She looked at Liam proudly and nodded towards him as he gave a hearty laughter. "See, I knew you was gonna fold, bonne appetite!" How do you like this book? leave a comment fam😌

His hypocrite face was extremely disgusting. "You want to play a gentleman? You can't! And you'll never be. You're just an insufferable parasite cad." "Ava!!!" Her mother screamed, almost hysterical. "Such a vulgar choice of words! Please accept our apology, my Lord." Ava took a great satisfaction to see his face darkened. He was strucked by her words as much as she was. Roger managed to smile. "There's no need, you have done nothing wrong, my lady." He responded to Desiree, giving her a reassuring gaze.

I slightly arched my back trying to hold in my climax not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had the capability of making me orgasam. His lips detached and he removed his fingers before I was able to cum, making me extremely grateful. "Can you please untie me?" I croaked as I started to feel more and more disgusted with myself. I almost wanted to cry, I felt so dirty and used. I wanted so badly to be untied so that I could take a shower and try my hardest to wash this feeling off of me. "Why? Aren't you having fun princess?" Justin smirked as he stood up and looked down at me.

I scooped up a handful and pressed it to my lips. The moment it touched my tongue, I recoiled. It was horrible, so bitter it made my mouth ache, with a sour, rotten taste that turned my stomach. It wasn’t like anything I’d expected. It was rancid, a mix of decay and something awful. “That’s disgusting,” I muttered, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. I swept my arm across the ground in irritation, shoving the cubes away from me. Clumps of it slid into the creek and disappeared, swallowed without a trace, as if they had never been there at all.

Helene I sat right in the middle of the flowing gutter, the filthy water soaking through my white designer dress, turning it into a disgusting, clinging mess that stuck to my skin like glue. My hair was matted and messy, strands plastered to my face, and the stench — God, the stench — was unbearable, a mix of rotten food, sewage, and god-knows-what else that made my stomach churn violently. What the fucking hell.

I’m not supportive, I’m deadly. Her house is decrepit. The smell hits me on the way up the driveway. This place isn't suitable for human life. Rotted meat wafts from the trash can, and my nose is all wolf picking up subtle musks and gross maggot-covered food items. Bodies of the white creatures dance atop the wet trash can lid.

It was literal garbage, explicitly gathered from the absolute bottom of the estate's massive trash bins, elegantly served completely on a priceless Singhania family heirloom. A raw, deeply pathetic whimper of pure, unadulterated humiliation violently ripped completely through his severely crushed windpipe. His entirely starved, hollow stomach aggressively cramped, violently screaming for any microscopic drop of sustenance after exactly thirty-six hours of absolute, terrifying biological starvation. But his violently shattered, heavily exhausted brain actively recoiled in absolute, unadulterated disgust. "I... cannot," Aryan wheezed brokenly, heavily spitting a thick, toxic glob of acidic bil