Super Ugly Face Novels & Stories

” Alfi explained firmly. “What?! How impudent! What does she have that I don”t?!” Anggun asked irritated. “What you don”t have is....” Alfi said pointing Anggun. “An inner beauty and pure love! A woman who depends on her face and her body is a real bitch!” Alfi exclaimed firmly. “You son of a bitch!!” Anggun exclaimed throwing a big diamond towards Alfi. Alfi dodges the diamond easily. “The woman in my heart and always will be is Megumi! She is 100X more beautiful than a bitch like you!” Alfi exclaimed firmly.

"u..u mean am a badluck..uggghhh...and first of all my house is not at this street...so take a turn from here " He looked at her with blank face..and devil eyes which can scare anyone..but she was not a little effected by them..he came very close to her and speak in dangerous voice "am not Ur driver and u already enjoy enough of Ur free ride... this area is safe ..u can go from here anywhere u want...do u understand "he said, styling his hair...and moved back..

I asked making my face look mad. "No. I don't want you talking to her. She has cooties. You shouldn't be friends with her. Look at her? She's sooo ugly." she said, scrunching her face. "No, she's not," I said looking at McKenzie. "You're ugly, Kaitlyn," I told her, making her eyes big and opening her mouth so big, you can fit a thousand flies inside.

“Who said you could touch me? Your dad sleeps around with who knows how many women. Who knows if you’re carrying some disease just like him!” I stood there, helpless, tears pooling in my eyes. Grandma sighed from the side. She gently wiped my tears and tried to comfort me, saying that Mom was just a germaphobe and that that was why she didn’t like being touched. However, I knew that wasn’t true because Mom only rejected me but never Becca. Even when Becca’s hands were dirty and sticky, Mom never showed the slightest bit of disgust. Instead, she would hold her hands gently, patiently cleaning away every bit of dirt. That kind of tenderness was something I didn’t even dare to dream about.

“Isn’t that the supermodel who fell on the red carpet?” “I mean, models fall all the time, but she just had to overexaggerate hers, right?” “Plus she's been a total bitch. She slapped Monica across the face last night—such a wrench. But, she's so ugly now, even I feel pity.” They giggled. As if my entire existence had become their little punchline. I, Kaylee Kingsley, was ugly. How was that even possible?!

Heart’s eyes widened. “But without this, I can’t see your beautiful face up close.” Cullen whispered and his face was leaning closer on hers. Heart looked away. “No, I am not beautiful. My face is full of freckles. I am so ugly.” Heart said. Cullen then chuckled a little and grabbed her face with his one hand.

“I pray your breath would stop this second…” “Enough is enough… someone please put the full stop on this lady’s topic. I no longer want to see this ugly face on social media...” “Thank god, I no longer have to pass on to you the fake comments. I have never said this to you but today I am saying it. You are the ugliest girl, I have ever seen in my life. No wonder why Shishir chose that PRETTY GIRL over you. And did I tell you that you are looking like a boiled potato with no hair… but still it suits your PATHETIC CHARACTER."

She orders before walking back in and collapsing on the bed. " What seems to be bothering my princess?" I question " Some women called me ugly today" She cries " What? Who did that?" I yell angry " It doesn't matter, the fact is that they were right, I am ugly" She says in tears " That's not true, you are very beautiful Sia" I assure her " That's not true. I know you are just saying that because you are my friend" She says " I know I am ugly because of my scar" She cries

We already had an handful of audience. Everyone stopped what they were doing and watched the drama, I must admit even I still can't believe it but it's the truth, what am I supposed to do I can't change it. "None of it is a lie, I was born ugly as fuck, and the older I grew the uglier I got and three nights ago I became this," I motioned to my stunningly gorgeous face and hot body "I don't know how it happened but it did." "And you want us to believe that," Chad pitched in "you seriously want us to believe that all your life you've been ugly and the night of your birthday you became hot and extremely beautifully, really?" He asked with a raised brow.

Mason defended himself against an unwarranted accusation. "Then how do you feel about it?" Olivia interjected, her gaze firmly locked onto Mason, searching for any hint of remorse. "What are you talking about?" Mason struggled to understand Olivia's reference, but his obliviousness only made Olivia laugh, thinking he was feigning innocence. "Seriously? I'm asking how you feel about being rescued by the person you mistreated since the day of your marriage. How does it feel to have no one to turn to for help except the woman you've caused nothing but pain, simply because she doesn't conform to your superficial beauty standards? How does it feel to be utterly helpless in saving your grandmother