The Ugliest Person Alive Novels & Stories

These guys were shitty human beings. Laughing man groaned in pain as he ripped his mask off. He rolled to his back, his hand wrapped around his upper thigh. I held back a smile when I realized that I'd nearly hit his gonads. He was in his late twenties with a buzz cut. Not bad looking, but he was the ugliest person in the world. All of them were. "You shot me." Laughing man shot daggers at me. "Really? Was that me? Whoops. My fingers must've gotten lost because I meant to do this." I flipped him off.

She is even uglier than the Virganians! (Virganians- the ugliest type of an ogre. An S class monster) 'hahaha' Everyone who heard what the latter said laughed. Tsk. If I cut off their heads, let's just see if they are still beautiful afterward. "Shut up all of you! You have no right to and insult her! You are beautiful and handsome but your character has been rotting in hell for a long time! Another word and all of you will end up in the detention room.” Lia shouted so they all fell silent

The girl thinks for a moment, then replies: “In my opinion, the ugly word refers to the face, but… no one is ugly in this world. Everyone has their beauty, only their personality and soul can be called ugly!" “You know how to behave! So do you think you're an ugly person?" “No… I've lived almost 20 years of my life, is it because all these years I've lived are just for other people to comment on?” Malcolm smiles gently, patting the girl's head gently. He says in a very gentle and elegant voice:

You are a monster," Ava cursed. "I can be one in bed too." He smiled at Ava coyly. Ava almost vomited when she tried to imagine her and Fillip. Fillip wasn't ugly, but there are two shades of ugly. The skin shade and the soul shade The worst one is the soul shade. Your appearance doesn't count, but how you interact with people does. People like Fillip are ugly in their souls. They treat people like dirt and take advantage of weak and innocent people. "Sure, good for you; it is none of my business."

FinanceDaily: “Cross Group releases statement, but CEO vanishes hours later. Crisis management or cover up?” MomTalk Forum: “As a mother, I feel bad for that little boy Milo. Being thrown into this circus.” ToxicGossipQueen: “He took HER and not Diana?? Sus.” The anger sharpened. People demanded more. Influencers made reaction videos, dissecting Elara’s smile, Julian’s protective stance, even Mira’s appearance in old photos. It was brutal. And the loudest, ugliest part of the storm.

I was just focused on the book I was reading, pretending not to hear them. “Hey ugly,” one of them called out. “Hope you are not planning to show up tonight.” I pushed back my glasses that were falling off my nose and continued reading. One of them walked to my desk, grabbed my book and dropped it to the floor. “You don't ignore beauty like us.” She said, titling her head smugly. She continued “have you gotten a prom date? Oops, I forgot. Nobody will want an ugly duckling like you to be their date.”

I knew I was ugly, but hearing my own sister say it still made me shake with pain. "You know what?" She leaned close to my ear. "You're not just ugly. You're stupid, too." I froze, confused by what she meant. "I'm so beautiful and well-behaved, so of course I should be the only princess. Seeing you with a face just like mine makes me sick every time. "When we were eight, I fell off that cliff on purpose. I knew you'd come save me. I calculated exactly where to position myself so you'd get that scar.

She said. My lips twisted into an evil grin, as she was so helpless, just like I used to be. I was a good person but not with her. “You are the ugliest woman I have ever met,” I said, looking into her eyes as her hope shattered. “You are nothing—absolutely no one. Look at you—a prisoner. Your ugly mouth should be stuffed with a cloth so that I don’t get to hear you.” She began crying, but I kept insulting the evil woman.

I took a step forward and at the highest volume I could manage, I called out, “W* hoooooo.” The ogre immediately lost interest in the others and fixed its eyes on me. It’s hard to properly describe the face of something so hideous. Think of a boxer who should have retired from the ring a long time ago. Then make him play rugby. And give him a collapsed nose from doing too much cocaine. Now set his hair on fire so it only grows back in odd patches. That person would be Miss World compared to this monstrosity.

He always used to speak about how much he would take care of me and how I didn't need to worry, but now that I was ugly, he kept away from me as much as he could. This plague, it's killing me. Messing with my mind. I see and hear things that I shouldn't. But the worst part is that having the plague itself isn't all that painful. I can talk fine, eat well, and walk fine. It's just the stigma that comes with it. The once beautiful former princess of the humans and current queen of Moratia has been cursed to look like an ugly hag for the rest of her remaining days. It hurts when people look at me and their expressions turn nasty or pitiful.