Not Just Pretty Face Novels & Stories

I wouldn't even dare dream of that. [Anya's so pretty. The sponsor must be insanely handsome. Can't you let us see his face just once?]

“Just that not every pretty face will have a pretty personality, and we’ll still need to figure out a way to work with them.” “And I guess we’ll just have to learn to deal with those who aren’t pretty at all,” Beth shot back. We exchanged fake smiles, and Beth moved away to talk with someone else. “I don’t think I understand what went on just now,” Penny said, biting her lip. “Does she not think we’re pretty?” “I don’t know what she thinks about you, but I know she doesn’t like me,” I said. I was engulfed in a strong hug so fast I lost some of my breath. “Don’t ever think that someone doesn’t like you, Rose! You’re so kind and amazing!”

"I signed her myself. Do you believe that I waste my time on folks who aren't the best? A male voice on the other end of the line commented, "She's not beautiful." "She can act like garbage all the time, but her face is..." "She can act like trash all the time." He paused for a few seconds to consider how he could phrase it more kindly. He said over and over again that it was "not pretty."

But every time I think of giving up, a part of me refuses. Sometimes I wonder why he wants me. Is it my form? I was clear about my appearance. I actually have a pretty face, a very pretty face, and my eyes are the prettiest. It's not something I'm proud of. But then again, if I had my facial features as an extra point, my body would be deficient.

but he's the hottest of all guys here right now. I mentally shook my head and cringed at what just came to my mind. What am I even thinking? Yeah, he's attractive, but not 'that' attractive. That's bullshit! Who am I fooling? Of course, he's fucking handsome. I almost forgot that he has been known as 'a man with a beautiful face'. He has the most versatile face I ever encountered, he could pull off any looks. He's close to being perfect, but I would never tell him that. Not in this lifetime. I'll die first before I can.

At the restaurant, he eyed the hickeys on my neck and teased, "Guess you finally got a taste last night. How was it?" "Fantastic." When a woman was as drop-dead gorgeous as Elise, just the mere sight of her was enough to make one feel good down to their bones. "You made the first move?" Jordan asked, his gossip mode on full blast. I shook my head. "Honestly, I can't figure out why she suddenly came onto me." "What's there to figure out? You're handsome, you're big, and you've got skills. What's not to love?" Jordan burst out laughing before adding, "Now that there's been a first time, there's bound to be a second. You have a beauty in your arms, and you're getting paid for it. You're doing b

I left through the manor's secret tunnel, heading straight for the deepest black-market clinic in Chicago. On the cold operating table, the surgical lights blinded me. "I'll confirm this one last time," the underground doctor raised his scalpel. "I'm digging this chip out without anesthesia. It's going to be absolute hell. And once I break and rebuild your jaw, you will never look the same." "Do it." I closed my eyes. My phone screen lit up one last time next to the operating table. A text from Tessa. [Aria, happy fifth anniversary. But your Don is pinning me down right now. You lose.]

When I saw her, I felt a chill run through my body, so I returned to focus on the kitchen. “Gotcha.” “No, it’s not true,” I said that made her smile wistfully. She said, “They all think I’m just a pretty face, and they aren’t really wrong.” I stopped for a moment, and I thought to turn around again. “I have a pretty face and a very good body, but I am not just that. I have tried really hard to get to where I am, you know? Men seek me only for my body, and girls tend to envy me because I get all the stares.”

And I swung and landed a right hook to his face. "Ow...fuck...Calm down!" He stood rubbing his jaw again. Luke and Dea still just watch, cringing. I got up in his space. Shoving my finger in his face. "That girl is special and for some reason she thinks a douche like you is special too. Do you even know how lucky you are to have her even look your way? Do you?" "I know...but..." He stammers. I shove him hard. "What? Too busy trying to get into Mindy's pants?!"

“So, why don’t you like to be called campus belle?” “For the longest time, I’ve been trying to prove to the world that I’m not just a pretty face. Because I want people to see who I really am, not just base it from my physical appearance.” “Wow. That’s noble. You’ll definitely seize the crown with your answer. Here’s it is,| Go-eun held an imaginary crown in the air transfering it over to Hana. But humor me for a second here, isn’t it nice to have a pretty face?”