Ugly Duck Novels & Stories

" You turned out to be just like others butterfly." " Hell, you turned out to be even worse than them. " "A slut who can sleep with any man in order to fulfill what she wants." " A girl without morals, self-respect and dignity. A pathetic, weak she wolf who can open her legs to any man to be fuc*ed." " You are pathetic, butterfly." My heart stops as I look at him in disbelief. Shaking my head in a no. His fingers trailed up to interlock with mine. Pinning my hands above my head.

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

I used to be sexy, and now I look like a sack of rice. I’ve always loved food. I used to enjoy trying new dishes, eating snacks while watching movies, and baking sweets for fun. But after he called me fat over and over, saying I ate like a pig, I stopped. I stopped eating regularly. Some days, I only ate once; other days, I just drank water and forced myself to sleep through hunger. That’s how I got ulcers. When I went to the hospital, the doctor explained it kindly. He said my stomach would go down, but it would take time. Every woman’s body is different. I just needed patience. But five years passed, and nothing changed.

They hit the herd bell hard to curse in a low voice, my Mate moved away from me smiling at my side She was wearing tracksuits that showed her stomach and that made my wolf rattle like a donkey " What is the ** if I'm a donkey, then what?" And as usual, a wolf with a very long tongue is never silent on those who insult him Celine stood in front of her, my friend, who puts serious and sharp features on her face We agreed that transformation is strictly prohibited in terms of this blonde thing Everyone denounced this condition because they did not know that my girlfriend could not transform..who cares? Is there anyone who cares about them? Is there a March?

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.”

Her voice gradually lowered, “Adrian said that my appearance was also very ugly before, but he said that if you love, you need to love all the flaws and advantages of that person, and the beauty will gradually be discovered. Even an ugly duckling will turn into a White Swan, that girl will do so.” “What, it’s a miracle that he can appreciate you. Many unattractive women think that they are ugly ducklings, one day they will turn into White Swans. But do you know why an ugly duckling can turn into a White Swan? It’s because it was originally a Swan. If it’s really like what you said, you won’t have

I gulped, waiting for the answer that I thought was coming. Virgo placed his finger and thumb onto his chin with one hand while using the other to support his elbow, humming as he thought about my question. “Nope. Educate me?” He asked nonchalantly, a sly smile on his face as he looked back down at me like he thought he was clever. I only pointed at my face without saying a single word, and he shrugged in return, as if he wasn’t getting it at all. “U-G-L-Y.” I spelled out for him- maybe he was just all looks and no brains? It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know what I was talking about.

Alpha says. "Your soul is a brat?" James asks him. "The brattiest of them all," the alpha says getting up slowly, he took his sweet time going, the fear of waiting is much worse than the feeling of what's actually going to happen. We went to get her and then we found him, our third, well fourth, who walks like a duck, looks like a duck, and finally swims like a duck, James and I decided on naming him Ducky, and we're keeping him.

Ugly. "Ari," I screamed at the top of my voice, just before she could pull the trigger. "Is this what you really want?”

In the bathroom, I splashed cold water on my face, then slid off my thick black-framed glasses. Not this time. They weren't going to play me anymore. Who says the ugly duckling has to stay ugly? Grabbing my bag, I headed out without a word. Right on cue, Kenneth was by the door, sitting alone on a bench tucked out of sight. His head was down like he was studying something. In my last life, I'd learned a lot about him—mostly thanks to Sherry. Today was his birthday. Also the anniversary of his mom's death. Back then, they'd all pushed me to toast him. I caved, and he humiliated me in front of everyone, mocking me about how I couldn't tell brandy from whiskey. T