Super Ugly Face Novels & Stories

“I don’t know why they keep people that look like her around people like us. What if her ugliness is contagious?” “OMG I know right and her kind of ugly has to be contagious. Plus I think she touched me” “Ewww. We’re so getting you soaked in sanitizer” I exhaled and kept walking while they laughed. I have always been the ugly duckling for as long as I could remember and I suppose pretty people get to do what they want to me and I have to stay put and shut up. It’s not like I was expecting anything better. There was really nothing amazing about me.

> “She’s not even that pretty. Just looks expensive.” “Bet Calvin’s already bored of her.” “She cries trauma to get sympathy. Typical.” “From Simpson to Riego? Girl climbs faster than a ladder.” My stomach twisted. I dropped the phone onto the sofa like it had scalded me, the screen still lit - my own face frozen in a photo I didn’t remember being taken. I was stepping out of a car in that image, wearing gold, smiling faintly… looking like a woman who had everything. I wanted to scream.

The girl in the black sunglasses. A girl in a jeans jack, white top and pulled back hair sat with a group of seniors. The jawline was the same, the same full cheeks and small frame. They had to have the same chocolate eyes. The girl's hair appeared thicker and curly. Leah always straightened her hair. ‘What… the hell?’ Jordan whispered. Her skin felt like ice cream falling off a stick. ‘It’s so weird but that’s not the strangest part.’ Ruby said. ‘She claims she isn’t Leah, can you imagine?’

Stick with me okay . Riss -Okay...Dad Ben -Tch!Sugarpie or heartbeat would have been more better . Riss-Sugarpie my left toe . Ben -You are impossible.Let FaceTime I want to see your pretty face . Riss-Flattering me again . Ben -Am not .You are the most prettiest girl have ever met . Riss-Awwn and you are the most ugly guy have ever set my eyes on Ben -than...Wait ugly ?!!!

Two people look at each other, one of the tall and fat girls shook their heads hard, "Really no! But isn't that certain? How dare the ugly look! Can such heavy makeup barely cover her scary face? " Another sharp chin smiled mockingly, "The ugly eight still relied on no one to know what she looked like anyway, and said in front of others that she was actually beautiful, for fear of causing chaos to deliberately turn into such a thing! I don't know how she dared say that! " "Puff, presumably everyone is as foolish as her!" "There were also rumours that she was not only long disabled, but that the plastic surgery failed to disfigure, so she had to draw every day like a ghost!"

Subconsciously, he reached out to his drawer and pulled out the five-million-dollar check he had written the day after their failed wedding. He slipped the check into an envelope, picked up his jacket, and strode out of the office. Moments later, he was in his car, the city lights streaking past as he drove toward the hospital. Meanwhile, in the hospital, Emma stared at her reflection in the restroom mirror. The girl in the glass looked hollow, her eyes red and swollen, skin pale different from what she could remember herself to be. She had lost herself, her glow, on people that didn’t deserve her.

He let out a short, ridiculous laugh. Amber’s breathing grew louder as she stepped closer. “Say that again. I dare you.” “Or you’ll do what?” he shot back. “Pfft. I’m literally nauseous just staring at your face.” “You two,” he said, flashing a crooked grin. “Are ugly. Uglier than a frog in a crown. And I swear, no amount of botox in the world would fix that.” Amber’s jaw dropped. Her face flushed the same shade as Kim’s, fury swelling in her chest.

She said, “I think your son and parents would be very happy to see you restored to your old look.” For the third time, I lay down on the operating table. This time, the operating table no longer felt cold. Suzanne and the medical staff kept encouraging me. “When you wake up, Mr. Quince, everything will be back to normal. Things will get better.” “Alright.” I forced myself to suppress the immense fear and grief and closed my eyes. When I woke up again, the surgery had ended. However, because the injuries on my face were severe, the recovery period would also be longer.

- Dessa as I look upwards I saw this ugly face, the face of a rotten zombie but it has wings and has a sharp claw with a bloodstain on its whole body!