Ugly Cry Books Novels & Stories

“Excuse me, sir? Will you be checking any of these books out?” He tilted his head at her in confusion. He had reserved no books. The robrarian expected his question and spoke once more. “Your friend with the tail thought you would need these.” She showed him the different titles. The Lust Chronicles, I Am What I Am Accept It, My Lycanthrope Lover, How Not To Be An Asshole, and more. He nodded his head in understanding. She was a cheeky person when she wanted to be. He liked that.

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“At least it’s not ugly…” She said as she stared at it. She sighed and got into her car and started it up before she began the drive back towards the dragons. She turned on Cry Pretty by Carrie Underwood and sang it “I'm sorry, but I'm just a girl…Not usually the kind to show my heart to the world…I'm pretty good at keepin' it together…I hold my composure, for worse or for better….So I apologize, if you don't like what you see….But sometimes my emotions get the best of me…And fallin' apart is as human as it gets…You can't hide it…You can't fight…what the truth is…You can pretty lie…And say it's okay…You can pretty smile…And just walk away…Pretty much fake your way through anything…But, you c

They were burned into my brain. I pressed my forehead against my knees and cried. Not the quiet, pretty crying from movies. This was ugly. Snotty. The kind of crying that made my chest hurt and my throat raw. I was so tired of being scared. So tired of feeling dirty. So tired of people looking at me like I was something broken and shameful.

"The masculinity has lost its function." Screaming black eagles passed through Edim's raven-black eyes, with the last paragraph of all bad ending books written in bold, bold writing above his eyes. The two black eyes now reminded me of two bottomless pits from which flames rose; The flames reaching upwards from the bottom of the gayya well, which is the most terrible well of hell... It rose as if it was preparing to unleash it on me, it would be an understatement to say that it ended right under my nose, it entered between my legs in a way I did not expect. He wrapped one hand around my slender but warm waist, and his other hand slid under my blonde hair that was falling down my back, and he

Hell, why am I even thinking about this? I grunted in annoyance and kicked the sand, hoping to get myself calm. Anytime I approach Ugly is to do nothing but tease her and when I had seen that book on her bed, I knew instantly what it was. I had seen it before, either in Cassie’s room or was it Madeline? Ugh, I can’t remember but I have acted that part before. And swears, I only wanted to tease Ugly because, hell, I was surprised seeing she was reading such a book. She always appeared innocent and to say I was surprised was an understatement.

Her whole body shook with rage. The big man backed up as she stormed towards the door, but halfway there, she stopped. She turned around slowly, her glowing red eyes locked on me. "What’s your fucking business with this book, huh?" she growled, every word dripping with raw hate. My mouth opened slightly. The words were stuck in my throat.

Oh God! "You have been wanting this, haven't you, Nora?" He growled, voice rough around the edges as he mercilessly drove deeper. Not that I wanted him to be merciful. "Yes!! Fuck me!!" I was a screaming mess, tears sliding down from my eyes at the intensity of the sizzling sensation surging through me. "God!!" My toes curled as he found my G-spot, my walls clenching around his big, massive cock. I kept whimpering, arching my back for more when his thumb found my swollen clit started rubbing.

Manik smiles. The white Iru enveloping him vanishes. “Harasho is the most reasonable dogma. You can say that it projects the current life.” Manik reaches into his jacket pockets and draws their contents. There are two books on his hands. A pink book with a couple smiling at each other on a heart frame on the cover is on his right hand and a red book with a short hair woman crying on the cover is on his left hand. “Which Doujin do you like, Your Highness?” Manik asked.