I Became The Ugly Lady Novel Novels & Stories

She knew these people all too well; they could make her disappear—hell, they could make anyone disappear, just like they did Nasty. It was an untold truth that Nasty got messed up in some business she shouldn’t have, so she was taken out. They had told all the girls that Nasty found love and got married, but it was a lie from the pit of hell. Now Ivy comes to replace Nasty. Ivy! Where is she? I hope they don’t hurt her. “Cindy, here. This will flush your system out and rid you of any unwanted stuff he might have put in you.”

"There's nothing you need to apologise for, I know what you feel." There was another long silence for a few minutes until I heard her sniffing suddenly. "Am I ugly?" "What?" "Am I ugly, JJ?" she reiterated, her eyes glassy and a mist of sadness clouding her vision. "People give attention only when you're pretty or dying and before it was the former, but now it's the latter. Before I used to pick up on little flaws like the birthmark on my neck, but now I have to cover up my bald head. My ex-boyfriend wants me back only because he's guilty of breaking up with me when I was going through shit, not because he wants to be genuinely there for me. I have gotten so ugly that I agreed to get back to

Answered the woman Sarah's Pov - I was not surprised anymore since now I knew... I'm the villainess of one of the novels written by one of my most favourite authors the novels name was ' True Love '. It was one of the novels that didn't click with me because I felt bad for the villainess but... Hey, why the hell am I the villainess...? But, before that the most important thing is... “Then, I suppose you are my parents?” asked Sarah “That is right, dear.” Said the Duchess

Lucas looked at Layla's photo before looking up at Irene's serious face. "Just because she is pretty, I have to like her/" "Uh… you're right. You're not like ordinary people. I'm so ugly, yet I have never once seen you disgusted." Irene kept her phone. A new thought suddenly sprang into her mind. "Mr. Lucas, do you like ugly people?" Irene had read an article on people who had an ugly fetish, and this new information was what inspired her question. There are so many people on this earth. There would surely be people who have different aesthetics than ordinary people.

Screaming. A woman… She was beautiful. Elegant. Long black hair. Brown eyes filled with tears. Bold red lipstick. She was reaching out to me. Who was she? Why… why did she look like me? Then— something strange happened. The cold vanished. My body… felt hot. Too hot. And then… A voice in my head. “Help! Someone help me, please…” More flashes. A grand ballroom. Fire. Screams. A mirror shattering. A voice screaming my name—

CHAPTER FIVE ISABELLE'S POV Here i am standing in front of mr ugly's mansion with my bags ''i took in a deep breath'' Ok Isabelle! You can do this "i muttered to myself" I have to do this for my family, they deserve all the happiness in the world and they are going to get it Mum didn't take my decision well neither did Linda or ivy, they all felt I was putting myself at great risk in the hands of a stranger who hates me already

She uses her beauty to rule the people around and that is what makes her ugly. "You read your book upsidedown, amazing," I was back into my senses. I was caught off guard when I saw the upsidedown book I pretend to be reading with. "I just challenge myself to read the book this way, improving my eyesight." I reason out. He just shook his head and left me embarrassed. I know he doesn't buy that reason. Shame on me, shame on you, Amira. ### "Hi, Cassandra!" "Cassandra!" "Hi, Ms. Beautiful!"

Slowly, I lifted my oversized shirt and stared at the scar that curved across my stomach, the scar that changed everything. I ran my fingers gently over it. The skin there has healed years ago, but the pain, the shame, they never truly left. That mark… was the beginning of Lucas’s hatred. I wasn’t always like this. I wasn’t always this… big. I used to be beautiful. That’s what everyone used to say. Even Lucas. He used to call me his queen, his angel, his everything. But everything changed when I got pregnant with Eva. The pregnancy wasn’t easy. I gained so much weight, my body changed faster than I could understand. And during delivery, I almost died. There were complications. I remember the

It wouldn’t leave my mind. I tried to drown it with logic, with numbers, with reminders of why this entire arrangement existed,but none of it worked. My fists clenched. Was I really flying across the country just because she danced with some guy? Get it together, Blake. I moved to pour myself another drink but paused mid-reach. Instead, I walked over to my phone, picked it up, and opened the gallery. There she was again. Ivy. Laughing. Alive. Untouched by everything that came with my world.

But although I don't believe them I am still afraid of their existence. After my sister came out, I focused my attention again on the Science book I was reading. Girlie should read these kinds of books to increase her knowledge and then read that useless story. When my eyes were tired from reading, I went out to see Girlie in her room. I will ask her what snacks she wants because I will order food online. When I got to her room there was no one inside. I saw the werewolf novel she was reading on top of her bed. I picked up the book and threw it in the trash can on the side of the bed. But suddenly I felt worried. My sister would be very angry with me when she saw her favorite novel inside th