Ugly Bella Novels & Stories

When she was still confused, the system sound resounded: [Congratulations! You are in the first special world. And know you have to remember these memories and complete your task.] Then a large number of memories were given to her. This body is not hers. This is Bella-the new manager of the FC group. Bella is a smart girl, she is always seemed to be a genius. But Bella is not perfect, she's always ill-natured, making her parents disgusted with her all the time. Her husband is the main manager of the FC group- Dustin. Their marriage is for the benefit of two families so their relationship is so tedious. She even wanted to divorce her husband when she got drunk. But for the sake of both and be

Bella scoffed. “ thanks for the lovely suggestion” she said with sarcasm before walking out. Only 1 minute has passed and I could hear Night yelling demanded to see me but looks like he was pulled away by shade as the yelling stopped. Seems like I was right as Bella walked back in. “ what did you say?” I asked “ I said you had a fungus in your belly as a result of drinking bad water and not taking care of yourself” “ that was your oh so convincing excuse?” I raised an eyebrow

No matter how hard I tried to look pretty… no matter the outfits I wore or the brands I put on… Felix had never once looked at me and said, You are beautiful, Mia. Well… I couldn’t really blame him. He had always seen me as ugly. And perhaps, in his mind, an ugly woman could never be called beautiful. But tonight… I scoffed. Tonight, we would find out the truth. Between the two of us— Who is really the ugly one? “Come on, Troy! We have to get going. You wouldn’t want us to be late, would you?” I said, snapping him out of the way he had been staring at me.

She was gorgeous while here Bella was sitting in black jeans and shaggy red top. Her hair were puffy and short till her neck, curled at the ends while Bella had long hair till her waist but tied in a messed up bun. It was more like someone had pulled her hair out of it. All and all Bella felt ugly under her skin for some reason whereas that girl seemed to be the most beautiful one. Bella hated it how herself esteem would come falling down whenever she would look at that girl, at them. Ashton and that girl. They looked so, perfect. Even though she hated to admit that.

Andrea hesitated, her eyes glimmering with surprise. Felicia looked at her, admiring the way Andrea's yoga attire accentuated her slim, elegant shape. Her skin was immaculately smooth and silky. Long legs, a petite waist, and almost unjustly exquisite contours. Andrea had no visible flaws and looked effortlessly gorgeous with her hair in a loose bun and no makeup. Males and females alike were forced to pause and gaze at her. Felicia couldn't help but look away as soon as she spotted her.

*** Bella George watched the entertainment news and scrolled through social media deep into the night, disappointment and ugly anger filling her chest. "Why did he suddenly show up? I told you to keep him away from the bitch!" Bella cursed over the phone, sweeping everything off her table. She was supposed to expose the reality of Ava's marriage but she had only ended up making her more popular. #uglymeangirl was trending and people were tagging Bella, while Ava was being praised and receiving multiple praises for her acting. She, Bella,was the female lead, not Ava! She had worked hard and even slept with the director to ensure that Ava was cast as the villainess, people were supposed to hat

I smile, Bri always knew how to put an outfit together. I let my hair down and brush it, clipping my curtain bangs back a little. I quickly do up my face and end the look with a cherry coloured lip tint. "Okay Ayla I see you." She says eyeing me, for dramatic effect I twirl and giggle as Bri claps. "Thanks you babe! Okay so what you wearing, I have a really pretty dress." I say and she shakes her head. "Do you have a black skirt?" I nod and grab it. She takes off her shorts revealing her blush coloured lace underwear which complimented her fair skin.

Bella grabbed her coffee and escaped to the backyard, her hands shaking so badly she had to set the mug down. Not yet. As if it was inevitable. As if they were all just waiting for the right moment to cross a line that should never be crossed. She paced the small patio, trying to sort through the tangle in her chest. Guilt. Anger. Confusion. And underneath it all, something she didn't want to name. Want. Her phone buzzed. Unknown Number: Is this Bella Black? She frowned. Yes. Who is this?

“I was sad earlier, but Granny said mean people are just mad ‘cause they have bad hair.” A choked laugh escaped Elara’s throat as she looked up to see Lydia standing at the end of the hallway with her arms crossed and an unapologetic smirk. “She bounced back,” Lydia said dryly. “Took about ten minutes and a slice of strawberry cake.” “She hit her head.” “Barely. She’s tougher than she looks. Her pride took more damage than her body.” Still, Elara pulled Mira closer, brushing kisses across her temple. “I was so worried, honey. Did you cry?”

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.”