Ugliest Bride Transformation Novels & Stories

It is groom of honour's right and also the law of marriage to take the bride. Royalty won't call it rape or assault, they will name it rights. Genelia's mind wandered around a lot of things. Master had the power of making her restless even when not being around... "We will be leaving before noon, master ordered to get you ready madam!" One of the servers of Garcia's lining up in the bridal chamber then decided to speak witnessing the paused bride standing, lost in her thoughts. They guessed the meaning of her state right and decided to unfurled the mystery and end her curiosity.

There was this empty feeling inside of me, a feeling of regret, but not because I couldn’t see my father one last time before he passed away…but because I couldn’t show him what I’d become before he had passed away. ‘Look father! Look at the useless daughter you used to dislike so much. Look at her touch the stars and look at her make thousands of people fall in awe of her when she danced on stage! Do I compare with my brother now? Will you think I’m worth something now?’ A single tear slipped out from the corner of my eyes and I wiped at it angrily. I wasn’t this person…this monster. But everyone in my hometown had turned me into one. I never knew it was this easy to become the villain and

This wasn't a battle for an army; it was a hunt for a mate. ​At the edge of the forest, Liam paused. He looked at me, his eyes searching mine. "Can you still keep up, Elena? Or has the 'Silver Shadow' forgotten how to run with the pack?" ​"Don't insult me, Liam. I spent five years running from things much faster than you." ​I closed my eyes and reached deep into my core. I didn't shift into a standard wolf. As the True Lunar Bride, my transformation was different. It didn't involve the cracking of bones or the agony of the change. It was a transition of light.

I can feel the magic course through my veins, altering my appearance, and reshaping my features into something unfamiliar. One of my feet feels unbelievably heavy. The length of my left arm shortens, ending in a stout. The transformation is startling. "If you remind yourself that it's an illusion, you will not feel any of the changes," Morgana informs me, a smirk forming on her face. I look upon my reflection, seeing a distorted version of myself staring back. The once handsome prince is now marred by scars, a twisted visage that would surely evoke pity and revulsion. "How do I revert?"

"What part after? You're not making any sense." Carlie grabbed her hands. "See, they don't just make you a bride. They change you first." "Into what, a new outfit?" "No, into something not human. Or not completely, at any rate." Did she sound ominous enough? She ignored the twinge of her conscience as she intentionally went against Acat's promise. She had to for her sister and family's own good. Ruth narrowed her gaze. "When was the last time you drank some water? Show me your tongue."

My vision blurred, the familiar lines of my room warping and distorting as my skull seemed to shift. A scream tore from my throat, a raw, animalistic shriek of pure terror and unbearable pain. It was the sound of my humanity being ripped away, piece by agonizing piece. "Papa! Mama! Please!" But the heavy door remained a solid barrier, the silence beyond it amplifying my utter isolation. No one heard my desperate cries, no one came to witness the diabolical transformation consuming me. In the suffocating darkness, I became something else, something monstrous, the princess I once was dissolving into a creature of nightmare. The change wasn't just physical; it was a chilling descent into someth

After securing my chocolate brown hair in an elegant bun, the maid skillfully adjusted the delicate lace-edged vintage bridal veil. I would wake up every morning to see myself in the mirror covered in scars, but today was a completely different day. All my scars and wounds were concealed, and I never thought I could look this beautiful. Everything felt like a dream, and I wished with all my heart that I could marry my beloved mate. However, the harsh reality came crashing down on me, and I realized that I had to play the role of a substitute bride for the ruthless Alpha. “How long is it going to take, huh?”

She could distinguish the whispers that came from the crowd too, and could feel prominently as her many wounds started to heal. A whimper left her lips when she felt her nails sharpen and elongated, digging so deep into her palms that she had to unclench her hands. One of her bones cracked and then a second later, another one…then another one. The transformation was painful, she screamed through it all, but when she was fully turned, the pain didn’t matter anymore. Her white dress and the ropes that had held her were now ripped to pieces beside the tree. Her eyes wandered through the crowd again, finding Jake who was looking at her with flabbergasted eyes.

She looked back at her friend and there were tears on them. 'had she become too old that no one came for her that her father and mother had to get her a rich old man to marry? She looked out again and the old man was no longer there, there was now a handsome man, this couldn't be a joke, why was there a handsome man looking at her, he also looked familiar, he waved at her and she waved back. If that was her husband then she wouldn't mind getting married, she turned to look at her family again but they were all gone, no one was in sight, she went back to the mirror to look at herself again and she was her old self again with her straight gown with no curve to show, she looked at her reflectio

"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. She asked me about my story and why I was running I told her my story, she told me that I can have a pretty face too, so the next day she took me to a clinic where we got the face mask that I was always wearing and now earlier today she let me know that she loves my husband and she