Pretty Face Is Going To Hell Novels & Stories

I try to move, but I'm stuck, reminded that I'm only just an observer. A woman steps gracefully out from the surrounding shadows. The woman from all my previous, agonizing visions. Her face is no longer half-rotten or decayed. It’s entirely, exquisitely beautiful now, hauntingly so. A chilling beauty that feels fundamentally wrong, like a smooth, perfect mask stretched deliberately over something ugly and cruel.

"I want to see the face that you consider ugly," Max said, smiling as he gazed at Zoe's face. Zoe felt like she was dying as Max continued to stare at her. Max's eyes rolled, focusing on a spot on Zoe's nose, but that was it. Zoe's heart, initially pounding with panic, slowly calmed and shrank when she didn't see any sign that Max recognized her. Apart from her currently reddened face, Zoe's makeup could be considered heavy—far from her usual simple self. But the freckles on her cheek and nose didn't reflect the real Zoe, as her face used to be clear and flawless.

Nicola's voice remained calm. Sebastian's voice trembled. "Nicola, I know I was wrong. I'll change. I've lost the family. All I want is you..." Nicola interrupted him, "The moment that emerald pendant shattered, you're dead to me. I'm free now and happy." The call ended, and the dial tone echoed in the empty room. Sebastian slumped to the floor, staring at the television screen. The news was showing a banquet in Sicily, Italy.

she follows my finger and scrunches up her face. "I can't see his face. What if he's a psycho? Or worse, ugly?" "How is being ugly worse than being a psycho?" "Trust me, you'd rather find yourself with a handsome psycho than an ugly one. If he's to end me, I'd like to go with a handsome face. I might even let him bang me one last time"

His jaw moves in a satisfying way when he talks. Being this close to him I’m noticing things about his face I shouldn’t. I’m looking for flaws but there aren’t any. They say demons have the prettiest faces. He must be the ruler of all demons then. The devil himself. And why is he telling me he had a bad day. Am I supposed to care? Or provide him with comfort? I couldn’t give two shits if his entire world fell apart. In fact, that would make me the happiest girl in the world.

“Oh, please don’t make me laugh.” “Why would I waste my money on garbage? He’s just trash I threw away, and Helene found the shit and picked it up for herself.” Helene’s face twisted with horror, her perfectly painted lips parting in shock before her expression flared up with raw anger. Her eyes narrowed into slits, cheeks flushing an ugly red as her hands clenched into fists at her sides, knuckles turning white. The elegant mask she always wore cracked right there, revealing the ugly, insecure girl underneath.

I'd do anything to have a new look. "Surgery is always an option." "That's insulting, and surgery can't fix this," I pointed at my rotten ugly face "if it was disfigured and all maybe it might but my face looks normal but it's just, I have no black heads, no pimples, nothing but still my face is as ugly as it can get, I can't get any uglier, some even find my face irritating." I stated the facts. "You're not that ugly-" "Yes she is, in fact I've never seen anything as ugly as her in my life and I've seen a lot of ugly people." The food stall guy uttered abruptly interrupting Melody.

“What about the mirror?” “Destroy the frame,” Trish rasped. “It’s the anchor.” Scott stood tall, shoulders squared with purpose. He looked to Faith, then to Trish. “No more doubt.” He faced Jezebel and shouted, “Hey! Fuckface!” Jezebel turned, her face twisting into a grotesque smile as the last of the demons funnelled into her. “Yes, you! I thought angels were supposed to be beautiful! In your case, I’d recommend a major pedicure—and a full-face transplant!”

“I am sure he meant no harm.” “No harm?!” Goldface screamed. “Don’t you know that all men are hypocrites! They have no respect for women! Not even young girls!” At the saying of this, she pulled closer to herself and pointed the gun to her head. “He wouldn’t damn care if the girl fell down dead right now!” Goldface yelled, salivating everywhere.

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