Travis Scott Ugly Novels & Stories

He gripped my chin and pulled me too close despite knowing that I was getting uncomfortable. My face scrunched in disgust as I squeezed my eyes shut. The way he manhandled me replayed in my mind. I hadn't been this close to a man ever before. Not even Ethan ever behaved this way. I was aware of his feelings. I knew Ethan loved me, but he always maintained his boundary. He respects me, that's why he never tried to approach me inappropriately. But Travis Scott, I can't believe that the man who was renowned all over the world is a bastard in real life.

Mason's verbal onslaught continued, each word delivered with venom as he berated her. "You ugly sh*t! Why did you come into my life? Why are you even alive with your ugliness? You don't deserve to live!" Mason's scream reverberated through the room, the intensity of his anger threatening to crush Isabel's spirit. Dizziness engulfed her, and she felt as if each breath could be her last. The abrupt sound of a knock on the door shattered the chaos, jolting Mason back to reality. The realization of what he had just done hit him like a ton of bricks. He released Isabel's throat, pushing her onto the bed, his own horror mirroring the gravity of his actions.

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

“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.

Gavin sent every doctor in the city to her side, while I was left in a dark corner, pressing my hand to my stomach to keep myself from bleeding out from a piece of shrapnel. That night, he held my hand and said, "Viola, put a bullet in me. If it makes you feel better, just do it." I saw the bloodshot veins in his eyes and my heart softened. Like a fool, I forgave him. The second scar is on my shoulder. Sofia “bravely” went to Gavin’s room to “help” him after he was drugged. When I walked in on them, he pushed her away. But the moment Sofia clutched her stomach and cried out in pain, he rushed to scoop her up, slamming me hard against the metal doorframe as he ran out.

Michele's voice pulled me back to reality. "If she hadn't left all those years ago, the woman at my side would be a gambler. How could it be an angel like you? Tomorrow is our 99th day together, and I'm putting the most profitable strip club in Vallasia under your name." Michele looked at Barbara with complete indulgence and pinched her cheek playfully. Barbara laughed softly and leaned in to kiss him. A sudden, stabbing pain tore through my side, forcing a sharp gasp from me. It was the scar I had carried for five years, left behind when I sold a kidney just to stay alive after I failed to repay my loan.

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it

It had turned out Azelie and Nyoka had gotten into a huge fight when they hit twenty, and had never spoken to each other again nor seen each other. She hadn't had the chance to fully stab me, maybe she was too riled up, maybe a small part of her felt bad for trying to kill a five year old, maybe there was a different reason. But she had broken skin, and that area where the blade cut into my flesh became permanently scarred. Typically wolves could heal so well and so fast we didn't scar. But such was the power of wolfsbane. From that point on I avoided ever taking my shirt off around other people besides my immediate family. Even when shifting. If I did take my shirt off while shifting, I mad

My dad always beat me to black and blue except the face so, he could not see what kind of monster he had become through the years. Same as everyone. So, I needed to show them what they are. Monsters. My innocence was stolen from me by the people like Nicholas and Caleb. I'm one of the victims of this tragedy, broken by reality. My scars are like a badge reminding me every day of what had the nightmare brought down by my father has made me. I looked into his face letting him peek through my hardened walls. I didn’t know what exactly he sees but I saw him flinch before he mouthed a silent sorry and nodded his head in an affirmative. So, I did without batting an eyelid.

So damn much. She knew she could never move on from that terrible night. She didn't want to move on from that terrible night. And she wasn't nice, she was just tired. Tired of the world. Tired of people. She was done. She didn't believe in fate anymore, she didn't believe in people. They tell you that they'll always be there for you. But all people do is lie. She'll be damned if she trusted anyone again. She didn't need love in her life. She was okay with Jace's memories. She knew she could live like that, no matter what people said about her.