Porque Soy Fea Novels & Stories

There were many other prettier women, why her? If it was not because of her appearance, what else could it be? Was it because of her figure? As she thought further, Silvia lowered her head and looked at herself. She was not as curvy as others and looked as skinny as a stick. She had to wear a push-up bra to make herself look curvy. How could her body be attractive to that perverted man? However, although she was not curvy, she was pretty and looked healthy. She had a rosy complexion, which made her look irresistible. Was this why Jayden had chosen her?

Georgina said while staring at her. I scoffed in disbelief after what she said. "I don't see any exceptional beauty in her. She's beautiful because she has makeup, true beauty lies when there's no makeup on," I replied. While talking about her, we still could see some of the popular people approaching her. They were getting along easily even though it was her first time being here. What's with that woman that she has a connection with almost all the people in this place? I couldn't stop my curiosity at her.

From anxiety. I swallowed and heard whispers behind me, "she thinks she's all that. Victoria's Secret wannabe. Fenty reject. She looks so ugly and fat. Ugh. What made them think she would be a good fit for this. Sales and promotion would go down by a significant percent, I'm sure." "Gawd, why couldn't they just use a real model. Who does she think she is. She lacks the height and she is so fat in these shots, did she even see the shots before they started promo?"

I brush it away, fingertips skimming warm skin, and my stomach knots when I catch the faint shimmer of dried tears. Why was she crying again? Was it because of me? The thought feels like a punch under the ribs. My heart cringes. This girl is extraordinarily beautiful, naturally ― not like all those superficial bitches that surround me all the time. She’s beautiful in that rare, infuriating way — not because she tries, but because she doesn’t. No fake lashes, no overdrawn lips, no designer filters. Just Aria — real … original … fresh … unique … unforgettable. Shit.

I murmured. “You once told me that features doesn’t make us look beautiful, it’s our soul and personality that make us ugly or beautiful.” he repeated my words. I smiled thinking he still remembered those words but I wasn’t convinced. It was easy to say, and I did believe in those words but my insecurities were stronger than those words. “I don’t know…” I mumbled looking down.

When the door was closed, Yang Meng said enviously, "She is really beautiful. If only I were half as beautiful as her. There must be many boys pursuing me." Mi Fei'er did not speak. She did not want to admit that she was inferior to Qi Yiyun, but she knew very well that she was not even half as good as Qi Yiyun. The difference in appearance and figure was not something that could be changed by just hard work. Therefore, in her lifetime, it was impossible for her to compare with Qi Yiyun in appearance.

My body was so fat because I had just given birth, and my beauty had diminished. "Why are you shy?" Alexandro asked, stroking my head. "This time, let me go on a diet until I can get slim. Honestly, I can't accept my body like this, and I want to be like those women who are beautiful and have ideal bodies," I said.

Bella Pov: Why is it happening? Why is this happening to me? Is it destiny or my bad luck? Why would he want me? When there're plenty of other beautiful girls out there in his world. Why me ? And what can I do about it? Nothing. As they all say I am a woman. A weak creature, titled by the society as we don't possess the same power as men and are meant to obey their all commands. I sat there crying like I never did before. I never thought a person is capable of crying this much. But now I do and all because of that devil.

The guy made the most shocked face. "it's the pretty boy who flirted with me last time I saw him." Jax scowled and started throwing daggers and in return the guy looked like he was going to shut his pant shitless but then he snapped his head to my direction and extended his hand. "Sloan." "Reina." "You're the lady whose been messing up his head with your extremely sexy taunting and teasing." "Can you blame him? Look at me. I'm drop dead gorgeous and he's not that handsome but I always find myself having a soft spot for the ugly men. That is why you stand more of a chance than him."

"It's the fucking Simpson genes that got me in this mess in the first place! If I was just some uninteresting looking person, no man would ever look at me." Phoebe throws her head back and laughs. "You're the only girl in the world that doesn't want to be pretty. Girls get plastic surgery to look like you!" "I didn't ask for this body or this face!" It literally feels like I'm close to tears. "And then you dragged me to the fucking club, and now I'm knocked up!" Phoebe clutches her stomach with the way she's laughing, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Stop! You're hurting my stomach!"