Beautiful-ugly Book Novels & Stories

‘It turns out, you are beautiful’ ******

She cries more hard hiding in her mom's embrace. " No! You didn't do anything. Mommy forgave you. Love! Look at me! Mommy is beautiful. So, whatever she forced you to say, she was jealous of mommy's beauty. That's why she said that. Remember , Love! People aren't ugly. Black, White, Brown, Fat, slim, tall, short, everyone is individually unique and beautiful. They are beautiful on their own way. But there are some people who are ugly. Not with their skins, their body sizes, but their thoughts, actions and things that they do to make people feel insecure. So don't cry. Even though she said I am ugly, but I am beautiful, am I not?"

"u..u mean am a badluck..uggghhh...and first of all my house is not at this street...so take a turn from here " He looked at her with blank face..and devil eyes which can scare anyone..but she was not a little effected by them..he came very close to her and speak in dangerous voice "am not Ur driver and u already enjoy enough of Ur free ride... this area is safe ..u can go from here anywhere u want...do u understand "he said, styling his hair...and moved back..

My whole life I was looked down on in my parents' home and now my very own husband is going to remind me of my ugliness every single day. I know he will never fall for an ugly girl like me but my heart had already started beating faster in his presence. "They said I was ugly but the mirror never lied, My reflection smiled when I smiled, it cried when I cried. But one day he stood behind me changing the very definition of beauty. Those eyes stared at me and those words left a deep hole beneath. She believed his words like her own And then she knew She was ugly no wonder everyone knew She was Elle Hamilton, a disgrace everyone wanted to get rid of very soon.

A ·− N −· Y −·−− B −··· M −− Z −−·· C −·−· O −−− D −·· P ·−−· E · Q −−·− F ··−· R ·−· G −−· S ··· H ···· T − I ·· U ··− J ·−−− V ···− K −·− W ·−− L ·−·· X −··− Thank you all for reading my book hope you all are liking it. This book is the opposite of Utopia and if you know the definition of that…. then you will understand this world. Yet remember there will be holes in this story, and to fill those holes you must use your imagination to fill them in. Sometimes in writing less is more, a mystery even.

“That was harsh. Nick is a good guy “Flora said thoughtfully. “I know but he is too ugly gosh !. I can ever go out with him talk-less of dating him. Just looking at him is enough to give me sleepless night “ “You are exaggerating Kizzy. He is not that bad “Flora commented glancing at nick who is seated at the far end of the classroom scribbling something on his notebook . “Yeah, He is not so bad, then go ahead and date him, “Kizzy said following her eyes. “He is in love with you, not me “Flora commented and looked at Nick and her own words hurt her. ....” Though I wish he is in love with me “Flora muttered inaudibly to herself. “He should go find ugly girls like him, not me “Kizzy chuckled.

When she’s through, she holds both of my shoulders. “Look at yourself and tell me how you look without ever being told that you were ugly,” Lovely tells me. Staring at myself, I erase all the hateful comments said to me by Addison and her mother, and slowly, I start to stop seeing myself as they saw me. I started touching my face, seeing how beautiful I am and have always been. “I don’t look like a wet rat,” I tell Lovely. “And you never were,” she responded. “Thank you for letting me know how beautiful I was.” I turned around to hug her.

She picked it up to look at it, and saw that it was a netty lingerie that was as good as no clothing. "You're wearing that to meet the boss later today" Sophia spoke from behind. Amaya felt her insides turn and she had the urge to throw up. Imagining the Don touching her again made her want to spit. How much he disgusts her. "He's damn handsome too and you can't deny that fact" her subconsciousness taunted. "Stupid mind" Amaya groaned, holding her head. Sophia laughed when she saw Amaya groan, and said casually, "come on, you should eat something".

“Someone who actually reads. Who’s been broken before and didn’t turn careful forever. Someone who… sees me. Not the version I put on dating apps. The real one. Messy and scared and all of it.” The words hung there. Vulnerable. Too much. Callum went very still. His hand moved to his jacket pocket. He pulled out the wrapped book and set it on the table between them. Sloane stared at it. Her throat felt tight. “Who was it for?” she asked, voice small. He rubbed the back of his neck. “My date. She mentioned Zaha Hadid once. I spent three days hunting this down. Essays on beauty in architecture. Stupid, right?”

Dear Readers, I want to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude to each and every one of you who took the time to read my book, "Beauty And The Lycan Beast". Writing this book was a labor of love for me, and seeing so many of you enjoy it has been an incredible experience.