This Beautiful Yet Ugly World Novels & Stories

Stories has it they were awful, evil creatures with horrible disfigured face and monster like body that could rip a person to shreds and even eat them when they are terribly hungry. It turns out that all that stories were all a lie. They weren’t ugly nor they were vicious, they were breathtakingly beautiful, pure blood line of their Goddess Khione. He can see where Eve has her beautiful looks from. She had her mother features but her eyes, it was all her father and just like his, she was looking at him with so much love. “I ugh... went near the forest. I didn’t enter it but I was near.” The king’s expression drops and he look very upset.

I hope I find them, Mizuko thought to herself. “Do you notice the cities? They’re really beautiful at night, Mizuko.” Miranda suddenly spoke, her gaze fixed down the city they are passing by. “One beautiful young lady once told me, the night sky is beautiful but night lights from city were breathtaking. She said, if only people chooses to see the beauty in everything, we could maybe make better of our world. Everything would be so beautiful that we forget every ugly things.” Mizuko looks down at her people. The height is making her hands sweaty and she could not do what Miranda just said. Find the beauty? But how when she is feeling intense anger. How does one do that despite their madness t

I poked him a little as he glared. "I was only joking. But I prefer to call you Ise. Anyways, I'm Ewawummi." I said as he laughed. "I thought names were meant to portray who we are? Ewa? Beauty?" He said as I scoffed. "The whole world knows how beautiful I am. You can't get back at me for laughing at your name through an obvious fact. I am beautiful and I know it." I whispered smiling to myself. It's been a very long time I acted this childish. I was always on the verge of catching criminals. He seemed to have brought out a part of me that didn't want to be resurrected.

They say the most beautiful things in the world are untouchable. The stars, the moon, the innocence of a child, the last breath before a storm. Evelyn was all of those things. Yet, she was none of those things at the same time. She was not meant for this world, she did not belong here. She was too innocent and too tender for this beast called earth. She was like a candle placed in the middle of a battlefield. Her existence felt like a mistake, a divine creature that had slipped through the cracks and landed among monsters. You could see it in her eyes, wide, pale and impossibly green, like new leaves trembling in early spring. Eyes that didn’t know how to lie, eyes that begged for mercy even

She was as beautiful as Snow White. If the Mirror really existed in the world, when you asked it who the most beautiful woman in the world was, the Mirror would answer, “Vera.” Her beautiful appearance immediately conquered everyone’s hearts. “Oh, my goodness! Isn’t she too pretty? How can such an exquisite, beautiful woman exist in the world?” “Darn it! Who the heck reported the nonsense that said she was an ugly woman? We really can’t trust the news nowadays! All are fake!” “I know, right? Would the Martin family recklessly promote an ugly woman? I think some people maliciously slandered them. They took a photo of her and edited her to an ugly woman at the latter stage. That’s really disgu

“Can you imagine me with an ugly woman ?” She studies me until I become uncomfortable with her perusal and is considering that it is time to start over again, before this conversation goes someplace I do not want it to go. “Yes”. She finally say. “But you would be with her out of kindness”. “I’m not a saint. I like beauty in my women”. Leaning down, I run my tongue over her nipple, taking satisfaction in her soft sigh, before lifting my head to look at her again. “But there is all kinds of beauty in the world, some of it is not always clearly visible. Even those spiders you hate have it within them to create the most intricate and beautiful webs”.

My hand continues lower, brushing over the center of her chest, slipping between the swell of her breasts, where the blanket rests low and tempting. She shifts slightly under my touch, her brow twitching, but she doesn't wake. Why does she have to be so fucking beautiful? If she wasn't, I wouldn't be in this situation. Wouldn't be in here, teetering on the edge of obsession. I'd be at Apex balls deep in some random woman, or better yet, in my play cave doing what I do best. Breaking people, spilling blood, ruling my kingdom in peace.

They only got to play and climb the one near the river, but it's not as tall as this. It is beautiful up here, Serra thought. The different colors around her was overwhelming. That foreign feeling of being somewhere unfamiliar was uncomforting but weirdly gratifying. She felt like she's been freed out from a prison and the world outside was very unwelcoming. It's beautiful in here. Who would think death lurks in the shadows of this peaceful and calm woods? Beauty is dangerous, she reminded herself. The more beautiful the thing is the more dangerous it is, as death hides in the most beautiful things in the world. Danger dresses as beauty and people will come rushing to it, coming to their own

The world is full of sadness and misery. "It is!" Alfi exclaimed. "The world is rotten. I always cry every time because of how cruel the world is. But, finally, I found the people I can believe in and they believe in me too. Now that I met them, I stop crying anymore. Finally, I found the beauty in this world of shit. That”s why... I don”t wanna die!!!" He added. "So you will defeat that shrimp-brain-rhino?" She added. "I”d love to, but I”m out of Iru and I can”t breathe." Alfi sighed.

And I knew she didn’t hear it , And honestly I didn’t blame her because if I was in her place where my own kid loved my murderer instead , I wouldn’t listen to his damn plea either . I stood up , heart heavier than it ever was - it was one thing to lose a small inch of your hope but it was completely different to lose all hope . The world no longer looks green and beautiful with dew drops cascading down it , it looked bleak and grey and I was sure that the beauty of this world wasn’t going to ever return back - not for me at least . And I wasn’t going to wait for it to become even more ugly than it already was .