Ugly Dolls Characters Novels & Stories

“He hung me up, I think. My throat’s been weird this whole morning. I thought I was coming down with something, but it felt kind of suffocating? So I think the doll probably got hung from something.” “Like those sunny dolls? What kind of kink is that?” I frowned and softly touched the doll’s neck. There was a sewing crease there, so it made sense for wrinkles to appear around that area. I could imagine the doll being tied up and hanging like a sunny doll. The more I looked, the more the sight of the crease began to irritate me. It almost looked like someone had wrapped a rope around its neck. I wanted nothing more than to smooth it out.

Among the dolls whose task is to find and trap the sins, he is the only one whose fangs are shown behind the shadows in front of the one he needed protecting. The youngest soul among the dolls who bear the ruler of Love. Came from the alternate reality world of the dimension of Aquarius, she is an innocent girl by spirit and appearance fused by the instinct of a dolphin. With her innocent face, beautiful eyes, and known fragile heart, she can manipulate everyone, thus they consider her as a double-edge sword among the puppeteer’s dolls. Little is known about her past as she lost her memory and becomes a human chimera of a dolphin, she is a doll who defies the rule for a second time, the rule

She is even uglier than the Virganians! (Virganians- the ugliest type of an ogre. An S class monster) 'hahaha' Everyone who heard what the latter said laughed. Tsk. If I cut off their heads, let's just see if they are still beautiful afterward. "Shut up all of you! You have no right to and insult her! You are beautiful and handsome but your character has been rotting in hell for a long time! Another word and all of you will end up in the detention room.” Lia shouted so they all fell silent

Chapter 1 The room was gloomy and dimly lit. The only beam of light in the darkness came from the screen of the Television. Nestled in my usual chair, my eyes rested on the flickering screen of the big box. On the screen of the box was a girl, staring at three traditional african dolls, all of them were dressed in white gowns. One was burned to a crisp, the second was only scorched on one side and the third was untouched by the flames. The girl reached out her hand and picked up the doll that had not been burned. She smiled down on it and caressed its cheek. The doll had eyes that seemed to sparkle. I stared in horror as the sparkly eyes suddenly warped into a bloody red. The doll cackled fi

"That toad Ursula just doesn't know when to keep her tongue from flapping." Chelsea's mind wandered back to the woman with the puffy face. "Her name is Ursula? What is this, a twisted remake of The Little Mermaid?" he quipped, earning a scathing glance from Ethel. She gritted her teeth and snorted, "I think that bump on your head did more damage than we thought, you're sounding dumber by the minute!" "Says the person who pushed me into having that bump!" Chelsea snarled, his eyes flashing with anger.

A cold chill tousled through the hairs on the back of my neck and filtered down my spine, prompting me to spin around and make it back towards the front of the door when my eyes were drawn into something I had not really noticed previously. A dazzling porcelain doll sat competently on a rocking chair, facing my direction. She initially appeared to be expensive and visually striking, as if she has a million bolts of charm and glamour lurking beneath her smile. Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs.

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.”

I leaned in closer. “See, Vivienne… I might look like a doll. I might act like a doll sometimes, smile when they tell me to smile, bleed when they tell me to bleed, stay quiet when they tell me to stay quiet. But dolls don’t stay porcelain forever. Dolls crack. And when they crack, they cut. I'm a doll but sometimes I can be Barbie or Annabel.” I smiled wider, slow, sharp, and bloody.

Soon, Valerie began hearing some voices, and finally, they entered the place looking like a clubroom. "Here she comes," Scarlett said with a smirk and immediately all eyes fell on Valerie, the boys pushed her to the middle and she staggered, almost falling. She swallowed hard as she tried not to look at anyone, her gaze down, her body shaking in fear. She could see dangerous glares falling on her from different angles, glares filled with hatred and anger 'What are they going to do to me?' She thought Scarlett moves closer to Valerie "Here's our lovely doll and show for tonight...oh she stinks" Scarlett made a disgusting face and moved away

I try to make her explain. " okay Ma'am " she says sarcastically which shows that she has not believed a word of what I have told her. " Believe me Noami, one thing I know, that guy can't fall for a person like me. Ugly , uneducated ..fashion less.. " I say with a bit if sadness in my tone.