Not Just Pretty Face Novels & Stories

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.”

, his gaze scans my face. “But I can’t say I understand Aronohai’s taste…why keep one that can’t even get anyone’s dick hard?”. Even if I’m just pretending, and I’m supposed to not let it get to me, it still does. I mean yeah, I know I’m not the poster boy for pretty omegas, and I’m clearly not interested in getting his dick hard, but I don’t need to be called ugly. I’m not ugly. I’m plain!. He’s a piece of shit.

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?”

She throwed her makeup sets at the waste basket furiously " Who does he think he is?? Just because of his handsome face .. " " But he has that handsome face which can make any woman melted." For an instant she was out off control thinking of his gorgeous face. Which indeed melted her heart. "Tutt just wait and see how I will make you fall for me .You will beg me. No men has ever rejected me like this. And you just because of your pretty face !! " "Cheh!!! Just wait and see. Hmph!!"

My friend asks. “Yeah, apparently the female he has working with him has a thing for him and she doesn’t like that he’s interested in Ella. That’s why she thought that by cutting her face, he wouldn’t think she was pretty anymore,” I scoff, “Like a little scar will take away from her beauty.” I glance over at my girl just as she flinches, and I squeeze her hand again. “No kidding,” Jude pipes in, “Your Precious will always be beautiful,” he looks at his own girlfriend, “won’t she, babe.”

“What was that for?” “I just feel irritated looking at your face. Remove it.” Just then, he grinned and shrugged his shoulders. It seemed like that slap only affected him for a few seconds. Should I punch him instead and give him a pretty black eye? I mean, if he would be beaten up on the face and have bruises, no woman would want to look at him. “It is not my fault that I am born with such godly looks. If you feel inferior, then why don’t you try and use your face to attract men, huh?”

Even though the nun of May Sect had been puritanic for decades, she was a little absent-minded when she saw this handsome face. This was a perfect face without any flaws. The next moment, Little Apple's eyes became serious.

She scowled at him, baring her teeth but all he did was raise his head in question. “That is new, you are the first person to tell me that I have an ugly face, I have always known about having an ugly personality because that is what people talk about most before they talk about my handsome face, but I have realized that you don’t do emotions and that is good for both of us because that makes us more compatible with each other.” He shrugged before leaving the room with his phone in his hands.

I didn’t know whether to feel terrified or swoon over her graceful charms. My heart throbbed in my chest when she approached us. I could see every detail of her face. She didn’t appear that beautiful in pictures. Her skin was smooth and wrinkle-free. Botox was common among the elite, but her face wasn’t stiff or expressionless. Her plump lips spread into a pleasing smile as her blue eyes gleamed with delight.