Pretty Face Is Going To Hell Novels & Stories

one of the women spat, her entire being vibrating with anger. “That vixen deserves to die brutally,” another added, her jaw ticking. Watching their reactions made Cindy very happy. She continued the drama, shaking her shoulders in a sob. “Now she’s with a new man for his money. I bet she would try to get rid of anyone who looks at him the wrong way.” Her voice cracked, “My poor baby.” “I can’t believe this. How could someone so beautiful be so evil?” someone exclaimed. “Don’t you listen to Juice WRLD? 'Who knew evil girls had the prettiest face,' right?” one of them quipped.

I said, "Officer, this might sound strange, but I swear I haven't lied about anything." Still hooked up to the polygraph, I told them about the face on my lower back and the conversations I'd had with her, making sure to be as detailed as possible. The officers had trouble believing me, so I took off my shirt and told them to see for themselves. Everyone who saw the face was stunned. It had eyes, but no pupils. Its nose was flat, and its features resembled a human profile pressed into my skin. There was a mouth, but no tongue. When it opened, there was nothing inside but a black, hollow pit.

“It is still hard to imagine you getting up in Revandrel's face." “And what a terrifying face that is,” she grumbled. “Emotionless and without mercy. I have never seen anyone pull off a cold laugh the way that male does. That handsome face of his reminded me of the devil," She shook her head with a sigh of regret. “Those perfect cheekbones and that elegant jawline are completely wasted on him.” I laughed again, unable to help myself. Trust Helory to notice cheekbones and jawlines even in the most intense situations. The constant heaviness in my chest for months now felt lighter. It always did with her.

" what the hell?" " I really thought this time I'll die for sure" Celea exhaled annoyed " Oh great not only did I not die but now I'm stuck with your ugly face" said Celea after seeing the devil was also there with her " Who are you calling ugly? you have the same face as me! you are letaraly the female version of me!" " But your feminine features are very beautiful, you would be beautiful if you were a woman, wich you are not, your just an ugly devil"

After a while, he waved back and motioned her to come down. Hellion reached the guy and saw his face. She then widen her eyes in shock after seeing a handsome man in front of her. Sharp brows exuding a cold and elegant aura, purple eyes with a calm and stern feeling. A nose perfectly carve on his face as it highlights the feature of his cold and stern face. Hellion stared at his face in amazement.

It’s like telling me I caused this to him. I tried to brighten up my mood and even tried to tease him like how I usually do. “So, did you see God? What does it look like in heaven?” He scoffed. “How come you know I saw heaven instead of hell?” “Maybe because you have such an angelic face with a devilish personality,” I continued mocking him which made him smile. “I guess the face is the one most judged.” “Why are you here?” He asked. “Were you worried?”

“If you can see me as a teenager that has multiple insecurities, well, I can see you as an adult that’s trying to groom me at the moment. Will you stop? You’re creeping me out.” This is me. I will really have the determination to discard anything else I feel if I encounter something that disgusts me. “What the fuck? Are you serious right now?” The devil answers me in question. “Just change the way you look right now. I don’t like it.” “Change the way I look right now? Honey, I can’t do that. This is my face. And hey, by the way, I am gorgeous. Bold of you to say that I’m creeping you out.”

She stared at the reflection and couldn't believe what she was saying. When was the last time she had smiled like this? When was the last time she had seen her eyes so bright like these? She remember that back in the days whenever Hayley would look at the mirror all she would see is just a ugly and gloomy face. She would never smile and her skin was dull, her eyes were dead and her she looked nothing better than a zombie. The one she saw right now was a very beautiful reflection, she couldn't believe that it was her. Was she always like this?

The hospital doors slid open, and the cool breeze kissed her face, a stark contrast to the oppressive atmosphere inside. She thought, for a moment, she could gather herself outside—until Kim appeared, as if summoned by her most bitter thoughts. The eerie sweetness of Kim’s smile was impossible to ignore. It was the kind of smile that dripped with concealed venom, a façade of warmth that barely masked the malice beneath. "So, how are you?" Kim asked, her tone filled with an unsettling mixture of mock concern and thinly veiled amusement. Kim’s eyes danced over Jess’s appearance, taking in the fine lines that had deepened with stress, the puffiness under her eyes, and the tired sag of her skin.

How do I feel? Great!!!!! Note the sarcasm please. God! This is so frustrating. I can't even breathe properly. I went outside and stand next to the basin holding my head I looked into the mirror I look like a total shit. Don't I? I guess that's why people call you little shit. I scoffed at my thoughts seriously right now huh??? What I'm just trying to lighten up your mood. You piece of shit, you're making it worse. There, there my dear!!! That's you.