Super Ugly Face Novels & Stories

I slowly pulled out the face mask for my face and looked up to look at Kayla, she stared back at me in shock, no it wasn't a shark it was in horror! "What is this what is going on here I don't understand what is going on Alexandria, explain." She demanded. "The truth is I'm not beautiful, I have lived with this face for 22 years now. I got bashed I got hated because of how ugly my face is, every single time my father beats me because he felt frustrated he felt like he doesn't have money and even his daughter is an ugly duckling, there was a day he beat me at night and I fought back and ran out of the house that's when I ran into Camille that night and she helped me.

“Listen to me, Mia. I’m not trying to make fun of you. I’m only asking you a real question. Are you planning to carry out your revenge looking like this? You know very well — too well — that the moment they set their eyes on you, the first thing they’ll use to mock you is your face. They’ll stop at nothing until your ego or your courage collapses.” He continued, voice low and honest. “Both of us know that right now, the only thing someone can say or do to break you is anything about your face. Your face and your height. They are your number one weak points. So how are you going to face Mercedes, Felix, and everyone who hurt you in the past looking like this? Won’t it affect you? Won’t it aff

Andrea slipped and hit the court with great force. Everyone froze in disbelief. Max rushed over and knelt down next to her to see how she was doing. Andrea's voice shook with agony, and tears filled her eyes. "Max, my face hurts so much." The spot on her face where the ball had struck her was immediately turning a vivid scarlet. People rushed over to help. Colt yelled for the workers to fetch a doctor immediately. Jeremy and Felicia moved swiftly throughout the internet.

Ugly. "Ari," I screamed at the top of my voice, just before she could pull the trigger. "Is this what you really want?”

I waved my hand impatiently. Seeing how casually I spoke, Keven had no choice but to go along with it. I thought I was mentally prepared for it. But when I saw my reflection on my phone, I burst into tears. I buried my face in the blanket and cried uncontrollably. Kevin was at a loss, not knowing how to comfort me. From the blanket, I asked unhappily, "Have I turned ugly and horrifying now?" Kevin replied, "No way! You're the prettiest woman in Dainsclef Village."

She gave me a warm smile “Awww that's so sweet of you honey, and you're so beautiful too” “Really?” She asked in excitement and I nodded “Don't tell me no one has ever told you that?” “Momma always tells me that I'm pretty but my friends in school always calls me a sick child and say I look ugly” “Ugly? I don't see no ugliness, all I see is a pretty Mara, the prettiest girl in the whole world” “Really Doctor?” She covered her face blushing and I nodded “Of course honey, the next time they tell you you're ugly or call you ugly, this is what you'll answer them, look them in the eyes and say “ Mara is the prettiest girl in the world” what did I say?”

My brother is lucky to have her. Against my wishes, Drake has organized for an holiday away from the pack. He has managed to convince me to get some reconstructive surgery once we get to our destination so as to mend the scar on my face, the scar I have always admired as a badge of honor. I will now get it removed and no one will ever call me Scarface again. It's a name I was willing to accept but now it goes.

Once I leave after 3 weeks, I will return to my normal schedule. The Alpha King’s Ugly Bride is almost at the end. And I won’t drag it. I promise. Once again, thank you for the unending support and votes and comment. They brought me this far. Stay safe and lovely. Glory Tina

This same boy had been the only one I loved, the only one I believed loved me among my peers. I am Arita Miles, the ugly girl with big pus on her face. I didn’t choose to be born this way. It wasn’t my fault. Why did everyone blame me for this face I never asked for? “You said you loved me regardless of my face,” I reminded him, more tears rolling out of my eyes. “Well, that love broke the moment you disobeyed me and came to my house on my birthday. Do you want my friends laughing at me, that I have an ugly girl as a girlfriend?”

I left through the manor's secret tunnel, heading straight for the deepest black-market clinic in Chicago. On the cold operating table, the surgical lights blinded me. "I'll confirm this one last time," the underground doctor raised his scalpel. "I'm digging this chip out without anesthesia. It's going to be absolute hell. And once I break and rebuild your jaw, you will never look the same." "Do it." I closed my eyes. My phone screen lit up one last time next to the operating table. A text from Tessa. [Aria, happy fifth anniversary. But your Don is pinning me down right now. You lose.]