Disgust Characters Novels & Stories

Climbing a mountain would have been so much easier. “You hate it when I mention her name. You’re filled with disgust when you talk about her. I know you’re curious, too…about how many times I fucked her,” his dark smile lengthened, “You’re just better at hiding it more.” I gripped his jaw, hard but careful enough not to incite any pain in his healing area. Then I drew my face close to his, rewarding his annoyingly charming face with stormy breaths of my own. “You. Are. Disgusting.”

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 said, annoyed, “Whatever you want to say, don't come near me. I feel so disgusting!” "Disgusting?" Jack mumbled. His gaze turned cold to me. He snorted coldly, "Do you think that with the protection of Sir Charles, you are not afraid of anyone? I tell you, wait until Sir Charles gets fed up with you and dumps you. Then I'll tell you which is the most disgusting." When he finished, he also had a very bizarre smile. I felt his lewd laughter defile my ears. I stepped back again, saying in a scornful voice, "I'm afraid you won't wait until that day."

Or anyone. I turned my head and looked at the untouched tray of food. Eggs congealed into rubbery lumps, toast curled into hard edges. A mug of cold black coffee sat beside it. My stomach roiled at the thought of eating. I closed my eyes again, inhaling the stale air. Memories swirled, sluggish and dark, pulling me under. Elvira’s voice in my head: “You disgust me.” She didn’t just say it with words. She said it with her eyes, her scent, the rigid way she held her shoulders. Like I truly disgusted her.

They are already so hideous, I already feel like a victim just for having to see their faces. And what’s with their terrible character? This one just licked his lips and throws me a dirty smirk like I’m some cheap harlot that got sold to him for half the price of a cookie… I’m definitely killing him. I cannot believe he’s this disgusting and annoying. His face and his… everything about him, he looks like a sheep in wolf’s clothing, and he does look like he needs the money. It can be so much better, far really better. I want to find it so hard to punch someone in the face just because he’s so cute; I don’t want to ruin that glamorous look. Umbra can do better, like a lot better.

Kira said consoling her "Gosh I can't believe I'm still unable to get that image outta my head they were fucking doing a 69 Diana" "Ew," I said with so much disgust 🤮 "I know right... it's even more annoying when you can see squirt all over his mouth... Disgusting human beings" "That's much...yuck," I said with disgust and turned to hug Bi to console her. Those people her just so disgusting I expected much from Adrian at least if not Katie

I sit on the couch and he sits beside me then shows me a contract on the coffee table. "I'll show you the contract but I need to tell you something before you decide anything," he says as he leans back against the couch. "Okay Master," I say and wait for him to start talking. "I'm only allowed to take you as my sub if I'm honest about myself. You can say no if you don't want me to be your Master when I've told you. I'm diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder. Which means I don't feel empathy or remorse for anyone. I see myself as the most important person in my life which is why Marcus doesn't think I can be a good Master," he says carefully. I frown as his words register.

His fascination for getting her ended. Isabel was disgusted with his nearness. She felt sick to the core hearing him. She felt sick for herself, for falling for this deceiving bastard. She didn't know what came over her but she pushed him away with all her strength. "Stay away from me you disgusting criminal!" she yelled as anger took over her fear. She didn't need time to bring herself together anymore. His act did that for her, "How could you even think I would allow you to touch me with your disgusting hands. You lying Bastard!" her bloodshot eyes throwing daggers at him in pure disgust.

why? Why did she feel...disgusted with him? Iblis felt something inside him break...and recoil in horror. Her words didn't just disturb him. They petrified him. Unaware of his mental state, Shamsiya nodded her head, and hissed with revulsion. "Yes, Iblis Jabril. You disgust me. Your very presence makes me sick to my stomach! How can you come to see me after visiting so many women? Do you know that I smell them on you? Their perfume...their musk...it's clinging onto you like a second skin!"

I pinched her cute, and rosy cheeks as I answered, "My likes are you, yourself, and just you. My dislikes are everything except for you." Charlotte smiled, as she wiped away her tears, and said, "What do you mean? Haha.. So all you like is me?" I nodded and asked, "What about you? What are your dislikes and likes?" Charlotte smiled and said, "My likes are you and my dislikes are—" "Your husband." Charlotte was surprised by my sudden statement. "You dislike your husband, right?" I smiled, closing my eyes like a puppy wagging its tail for its owner.