Ugly Badtard Novels & Stories

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.”

Months later. ”Bring that house, honey,” I tell Toni. We were starting to unpack in our new house. It was a beautiful residence in Iowa, here was most of my family. And here I would study the university. There were three weeks left to enter. "This is the last one," he tells me, putting the last box on the floor. "Daddy, daddy, the boy next door told me he was ugly," Hillary tells her father. "But you're not ugly, you're very pretty," he replies. He had noticed that Hillary talked more since he was with us. I was more cheerful. And that made me feel good. "Do you think I'm ugly, Fabiana?" The little girl asks me hanging on my legs. "Of course not." You are a little Ada and the ADAS are pretty

Bad Boys | Zara Larsson I said there's something 'bout the bad boys That makes the good girls Fall in love I said there's something 'bout the bad boys That makes the good girls Fall in love Clear as a crystal or sharp as a knife Words will be words 'til you bring them to life Show the whole world that you're mine alone Tell them girls to go find their own A U T U M N

City girl like to let you blam on her titty (Titty) City girls like to stare and act so saditty I know city girls like a nigga dark skin and pretty (Oh) All I wanna do is have fun in the city (All I want to do) All I want for you to do is leave your friends and get missin' (Oh) All I wanna do is keep it real with your pimpin', baby (Real, okay) Long as you don't switch up when you blow and get your millions, ayy Bad, bad bitch, feed her Percocets and Adderall (Bad, bad) Test, test, gotta cuff her, yeah Let's make a cause (You're a bad, bad bitch) Keep it simple with you Everything you want is boss (Yeah, you want it all) Let you shop, my bank account, you get your Black Card (Yeah, on God) I

"Will you cut the crap? Do you think I enjoy seeing your silly arrogant face? I will give everything not to see your face ever again but poor me, I have no choice but to see it every fucking day!" "You make me sick Mila, you really do. You attitude stink. I hate you more than I have ever hated anyone. I hate you with passion and I wish you were never born. Your parents certainly made a mistake. I can tell they planned on aborting you but you escaped and........." "ENOUGH!"

“Truth, Odin.” “I was so fucking miserable it made me happy to see her miserable too. We have the same parents and yet she’s so fucking happy all the time and I’m always struggling to get out of bed in the morning. I wake up with a rage and I go to bed with a rage. The more people piss me off, the angrier I get. Those happy, cheerful people who bounce around life like they have rainbows jammed up their arses make me want to stab them in the earholes.” “Jesus Christ,” Belkin rubbed his face. “You need help. You’re a grown man with all this and you never went to get help?”

-How about we hang out some time like old friends. Aiden: Old friends? -Well friends. Aiden: It is only been two months since you left, Tiffy. -Guess I've got a glitch in my head. Aiden: Right, tonight at lé mongás cafe, just down the streets. -Cool. I buried my head into my pillow and another message popped in. It was a group chat; -The Morafuckers- What in the- Above it was a notification; Allen added You, Asshole, Ciara, and Isaac.

And so every day I tell myself the bitter truth. "I am ugly, very ugly and I am nothing but an evil demon who brings bad luck and is to be cast into the lake of fire at the end of time." Patty glares at me one last time, muttering what I know is "devil incarnate" and leaves slamming the door shut. I sigh and lay back down, closing my eyes to this unfair world and wandering away into the world of fantasies and dreams. ⇜⇜⇜⇜ In my dreams, my fantasy world. I am a rock star with my beautiful face shown all over the world.

She rolled her eyes but slid her finger on the screen anyways. "Whaaaatt?" She sat straight, "What the fuck is wrong with these people and their stupid reports. I was reading them the whole day.” She loudly said and threw her phone on the couch. “How come she read all of it and had already marked my mistakes. And now she wants me to correct it. Great! Just Super Fucking Great! Ah! I don't like this life. Who gives so much work to a trainee?" She put a cushion on her face and let out a muffled scream. She sighed again and plugged in her phone and laptop. She took out some baggy clothes and went inside the bathroom to take a tension-releasing shower.

Hell, a stupid magazine had done a write up on NYC most eligible bachelors and placed my picture as number one, I had been furious and tried to have myself taken out of the article but my attorney had spouted some crap about freedom of speech, since the publishing of the article,i was being approached by even more materialistic females. The magazine listed my net worth as equal to the richest man in the world, they had also said i was tall, dark and handsome, he stood over six feet, with broad shoulders and muscles that rippled throughout his entire body, i hated gyms but i ran every morning and sometime in the evenings too, I had discovered at a young age that running was a great form of re