Ugly Cartoon Characters Male Novels & Stories

Olivia let out a breath she had been holding since earlier. Oh God, what was wrong with her? When she turned around earlier, she was shocked to see a tall, burly man with messy hair in front of her. The one thing that came to her mind was the 'Beast' character from the Beauty and The Beast cartoon. Big, hairy, and messy. Even the man's grumbling voice sounded remarkably similar. But Olivia realized that the man was not a fictional character but a real creature. What made her panic and embarrassed afterward was that the man seemed to wear nothing under the tightly wrapped black bathrobe around his body.

It’s not possible. It was just an attraction. Temporary. She’s a beautiful and kind girl, and I’m just attracted to her personality—that’s all. I tried convincing myself. I stared at my reflection for a while. The scars on the right side of my face looked the same as always—ugly and disgusting. But the right… it still had traces of the man I used to be. I lifted my hand to cover the scarred half. The other side… wasn’t so bad. Just then, an idea struck my mind.

"Jordan, these two delinquents are Carter and Kareem. They'll be keeping you safe on the line when you're kicking, so don't piss them off." Carter grins, or at least I think he does. It's hard to see his mouth past the bushy blond beard. His hair hangs to his massive shoulders and a T-shirt clings to every muscled inch of him. Youza. From a distance, I didn't realize exactly how big he is. "Kick the ball through the posts and you won't have a problem from me," Kareem remarks. His braided hair is pulled into a loose ponytail that hangs to the middle of his back. He carries the same muscle as Carter but appears bigger-if possible, meaner.

“Jordan, these two delinquents are Carter and Kareem. They’ll be keeping you safe on the line when you’re kicking, so don’t piss them off.” Carter grins, or at least I think he does. It’s hard to see his mouth past the bushy blond beard. His hair hangs to his massive shoulders and a T-shirt clings to every muscled inch of him. Youza. From a distance, I didn’t realize exactly how big he is. “Kick the ball through the posts and you won’t have a problem from me,” Kareem remarks. His braided hair is pulled into a loose ponytail that hangs to the middle of his back. He carries the same muscle as Carter but appears bigger…if possible, meaner.

Then Lalisa quickly sketched several satirical drawings and called the editor, and in less than a minute, the editor appeared on QQ. Lalisa looked at the screen and typed a series of words. After discussing with the editor, Lalisa's intuition surged, and she quickly sketched a draft of the male lead. How tall was Louis? Around 1.9 meters. Louis had long legs, a slender body, neatly groomed short hair, dark eyebrows, deep black eyes that made people feel he was angry, a high nose, and thin, seductive lips that carried an irresistible charm. Done. Lalisa looked at the character on the paper, a satirical drawing of Louis that she had drawn.

Especially one as charismatic as he is. Now Carter and I were back in the truck after spending another half hour with the kids who turned out to be really sweet. I was immediately accepted into their group and they all wanted to take turns having me hold them and giving them hugs. One of the boys even made me a stick figure picture of myself. It was what I was currently looking at now. “You know, it looks so much like you, it’s uncanny.” He teased me. “Oh yea. Sure.” I sarcastically replied. “With my big lips, and arms longer than my legs.” I pointed to the stick figure’s odd body proportions. “What a looker.”

"Hùglężo, rëæ." The other replied and pointed to Germaine, then they both grinned, showing yellow rotten teeth. They turned back to the girls and began to walk towards them. They were ugly beasts of men, with hands that were longer than their bodies, almost grazing the floor as they walked. If not for their human-like features, Germaine could have sworn they were apes.

Her face was fixated on Trishia's ugly face but she was not scared of it anymore. It is not the face of a person you should be scared of but the character. A bad attitude is worst than an ugly face. A bad character is the ugliest. "Your father is a narcissist! Do you know what's unfair, Hanna?" Trishia paused while her burned face was still close to Hanna.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

Surprisingly, he pulled the mask out of his head to reveal his face. My jaw dropped. He was a young man with blue eyes and a pointed nose... A lil bit older than Mr. Pompous if you ask me. He was indeed hot but not hotter than the devil. One thing I admired was his curly brown hair. "Are you mesmerized?" His masculine voice was strong and I gulped, "You look like a cartoon character... Don't overestimate yourself" He laughed and turned around, "I asked for a Princess, not a fvcking clown"