Disgust Characters Novels & Stories

Charlie wailed as he placed his hands upon his chest in an exaggerated fashion. “Am I an embarrassment to you now? I can give all the fun that women can provide you with. Do you want to try, Mark?” Mark looked in disgust at Charlie, who winked at him flirtatiously, his eyebrows twitching. “You are disgusting.” “I am disgusting? How am I disgusting to you? I might not have what women have, but I have everything that women do not. Don’t you want to try?”

He said and scoff leaving me in shock and confusion "I can smell ur lust and I can feel ur stupid heart race when you look at me but you disgust me.... Do you understand how severe ur stupid actions has caused us..??? You have not only attract demons but other terrifying and vile creatures.... trust me huntress this is not just a stupid romance movie this is horrifying, this is crazy... you better get ur head in the game else you loose it!!!! "He said and pushed me to the side with disgust filled in his face then sat at the far end of the tunnel

“Come on! It’s not like he wants to do that he is heartbroken right now. He needs something to escape from his own mind. I can’t ask him for my money now.” Babi made a face like she wanted to barf “have you always been that stupid?” “Calm down darling. We should continue with our assignment.” “Ok so I pulled out some of the content from online. I want you to take a look at them and tell me which one is most relevant” “Ok señora” “Stupid” They started working on their assignment slowly and steadily. Babi was comfortable in Josh’s like her own. She has been here millions of times and sometimes stayed here when her father was not in town.

Her opinion on me is what matters most to me. I could've mentioned Emerald or Jackie as my fake girlfriend but for some reason, my non existent briancells couldn't invite the idea of them so I allowed my lips to utter the only name I could think of at a time like this. "She's Charli Dawson," Even her name sounded disgusting inside my mouth, like rotten cheese mixed with spoiled milk ,raw fish and blood. It's like that name doesn't belong in my mouth and the mere mention of it brought some sort of allergic reaction to my body. But despite the disdain I harbored towards Charli Dawson, my hate for Leslie stood tall and strong.

Just a slow fade into nothingness, as if they had never existed. I turned away from the ruin I had created, letting the final traces of adrenaline settle into a dark, lingering satisfaction. Ivan’s expression stood out against the dim lighting of the chamber. He was frowning—not in fear, but something close to disgust. Adorable. His jaw clenched, his posture rigid, as if he was trying to fight the reaction forming in his gut. "It's disgusting," he said abruptly, his voice tight with unease. "How can you even look at it without turning away or—hell—even blinking?"

My disgusted grimace was a mask I barely controlled, but his next move was what truly made my skin crawl. He licked his fingers clean, a slow, deliberate act that felt like a personal insult, a vulgar claim on the air, on everything in this room. My stomach churned, the small meal I’d been forced to eat threatening to come back up. “You’re disgusting,” I growled, the words a bitter taste in my mouth. “I thought you couldn’t sink any lower than forcefully marrying me, but you just stamped on my dignity as if it meant nothing.”

As I walked before him, his weak eyes flamed up with anger and disgust. " Already started trying to copy Odette? How disgusting you can be!" He eyes on my dress, the same dress that Mom bought for Odette in different sizes. I lower my eyes, not knowing what to say. " Let's talk. Even breathing in the same room suffocates me. How can I expect to live under the same roof with the woman who is responsible for my Odette's death?" He doesn't mind talking those in my face. His eyes narrowed and cold, mirroring a profound sense of disgust against me. His jaw tightens with disdain, a palpable expression of disgust directed squarely at me. And I can do nothing but stay obedient to his command.

Octavia's face was scrunched up in a look of disgust, as though someone had just placed a sour candy in her mouth. What was happening?

Herman's eyes flickered to me and I looked away still experiencing the horrid feeling of puking without substance. I hate when my body does that. It's so annoying and mostly keeps me feeling like vomiting. Turning my attention back to Herman, I find his sowing through the damn thing. It doesn't look like it's bleeding much but it's definitely the most disgusting wound I've ever seen. It resembles meat, with all the yellow that I'm assuming is fat and the mince meat texture of the middle. Fuck here it comes again. I gag turning my gaze away from Herman and his disgusting leg.

Scattering absinthe and toxin in the end and poisoning the vibe of the entire group. "God! I hate her so much. Like grrr!" She grumbled, stacking the files on top each other until it almist hid away most of her face. "She's so bossy and rude and mean and selfish and... And... Anddd–" she sputtered, running out of words to describe our dear dear colleague. "And spiteful and vindictive and wicked–" "And lazy and insensitive and insecure–" "And ugly." Everyone looked at James. He looked back at us, confused at our facial expression of disbelief. And then, in a proper british accent, he placed a baffled hand to his chest. "Wot? Yhe haven't noticed? She has an ugly character. Nasty nasty girl."