Ugly Bella Novels & Stories

“Bella… that’s literally the tiniest pimple I’ve ever seen.” “That’s not the point!” she huffed, clutching her mirror like her life depended on it. “Tonight is Issac’s party. I cannot walk in there looking like… like this!” I tried to hold back my laugh, but it escaped anyway, bubbling out into the quiet room. “Oh, yes, how tragic. Bella, the most beautiful girl in the pack, slain by one rebellious pore.”

Was that why so many had described her as ugly? I could show those fucking bastards what real ugliness was. I could scar each of their faces, to punish them for making her feel bad over something as insignificant as those scars. I would make them all apologize to her on their knees for every tear I ever heard her shed. They clearly hurt her enough to make her believe I would walk away from her just because of that. My silly, silly mate…

Vance said as he came. “But they are awful,” Bella added. “Honey…please,” Vance added. Bella huffed and said, “Fine.” She turned to Sia and said, “Almost seventy but never touched Botox, tell me what's wrong in taking any due credit? Sia was very impressed by this fact. Bella looked radiant and healthier than her. She was in awe of this woman. Vance turned to Sia and Leon and said. “Even after four decades, she still has a grudge against the Hart family.”

Seeing Bella trying to touch the wound, the assistant quickly intervened, "Bella, please don’t move. You've just had surgery. Be careful not to infect the incision." Bella forced a bitter smile, her voice choked with emotion. "Who would want a star with such an ugly scar? My career in showbiz is probably over." The assistant chuckled softly, reassuring Bella, "You're worrying too much. The surgery was a success. There won’t be any scars." "Are you kidding?" Bella's disbelief was evident. She had never seen anyone come out of surgery without a scar. Understanding her skepticism, the assistant quickly handed her the phone, smiling. "Bella, look."

Ace said with a grin. "I will try, but I make no promises, " she replied with a bright grin. "You look gorgeous, Bella!" Tessa beamed, grabbing Bella's hands and admiring her outfit. "I love that top. It is such a shame that it will get ruined once you shift during the fight," Lira said. My eyes snapped in realization. An image of Bella with her beautiful perky breasts, toned body, and supple skin all on full display to the spectators' perverted eyes turned my blood into lava.

“That’s not—” “What is it then?” Dante cuts me off, merciless. “Let’s go and end the whole Moretti family. You’ve taken half their wealth, destroyed their holdings. That girl—” he nods at Camilla as if she’s part of his evidence, “—helped you. You’re the monster who doesn’t hesitate. Remember that? You have no sense of rationality. It is blood you crave. You’re not a normal man.”

I managed to organize for a crib to be set up, too. Once all the arrangements were made, I started telling my Bella about what we were going to be doing for the girls. I definitely scored some brownie points there because she then asked me to come closer to her and put her arms around my neck, pulled me down, and kissed me. She said that I was God sent and SUPER AWESOME! I was no longer in the dog box, I was now ‘Super Awesome’, YES! I am going to work hard to maintain her current opinion of me. Careful not to let it slip about our estate, I explained to her why we had to remain the anonymous owners of the orphanage. It’s truly a strange world we live in. The rich are always in the limelight

"You were out all night. Rick called three times, crying like a baby about a storm. I thought you were dead in a ditch. And now you come home smelling like... like expensive cologne and dust, looking like a Cheshire cat?" "The storm was bad," Bella said, her voice humming with a secret energy. "But I’m fine. Better than fine. I’m extraordinary." "Who was he?" Elena’s eyes narrowed, her maternal radar pinging at a thousand percent. "The billionaire? The one Rick mentioned? Did he treat you well? Did he... did he do something to you?" Bella laughed, a rich, throat-deep sound that made Elena cross herself. "He did plenty, Ma. He bought me. Literally. Ten million dollars to the Outpost just to h

Bella's POV I stood before the unusually large mirror, taking stock of my reflection. It's hard to believe it's only been a week since I arrived at this...let's call it a "luxurious confinement." My physical appearance has undergone a significant transformation in this short time. My fiery red hair cascades down my back, longer and more vibrant than ever. My skin radiates a warm, golden glow, and my physique has become more defined. I've gained weight, but not the kind that would make me worry about my health. My hips, curves, and bustline have become more pronounced, giving me a more voluptuous figure.