Ugly Duck Novels & Stories

People always have different opinions and wonder how a fat, ugly girl like me would be dating such a handsome heir of a wealthy family and a billionaire CEO. I even felt lucky, and other girls began to be jealous of me, especially my bullies and the ones in high school. I sat comfortably in the cozy, dark, shiny car as the driver concentrated on his job, looking sternly at the smooth, long, city-vibe road. Olivia took a glance at me as the orange light in the car shone upon my face. I noticed the glance and asked, “Why are you looking?” I asked in an unfamiliar accent as we drove through the dark city.

I was the ultimate glow-up story. My parents were both obsessed with looks and voices, yet when I was born, I looked like an underdeveloped monkey. Even my cries sounded like a frog, croaking so loudly that the entire hospital ward found me annoying. My parents named me Blob and dumped me at Grandma's house far away from them. I only earned the right to return home when I made it into a national top university. My father, a movie star, merely glanced at me before his brows knitted together. "Hat, sunglasses and mask? Why are you wrapping yourself up like that? What, are you ashamed to show your face?" My mother, a chart-topping singer, scoffed. "She probably saw us take Vivian on that s

she asked, with her back still turned to me. "Do you know you are very beautiful, Sandra?" I asked sincerely. "You already made me believe I am not, so quit deceiving me. I am not like those girls you play with. I am the ugly duckling in this case." she replied abruptly, rolling her eyes in a funny way. I sighed heavily, what I said to Sandra some weeks back when she came to our room was absolutely not true. I was just being mean, I don't mean those words I said. Seems like those words were affecting her.

Addison fumed, her rage spilling over as she recalled of how she lost Mason overnight to someone she saw as a pathetic, ugly intruder. She was seething, more furious at the fact that Mason had chosen Isabel over her, someone she considered nothing but an ugly creature undeserving of a second glance. Addison might have felt less humiliated if Mason had chosen any other woman instead of Isabel, whom she couldn't even stand to be near.

Everyone is gathered and staring at the stairs. “Ugly duckling!” Taika beckons before I can even finish the steps. My heart leaps instantly. I surf my eyes around and watch as even Alpha Ryne and Luna Joyce both gawk at me. “Taika! I have warned you!”Luna Joyce bawls and shakes her head, looking sternly at her. Taika winces and turns to me. Luna Joyce is the only one who is against them calling me ugly duckling. “Why are you not here with your bag?” She inquires. “My bag..?“ I repeat.

I slowly pulled out the face mask for my face and looked up to look at Kayla, she stared back at me in shock, no it wasn't a shark it was in horror! "What is this what is going on here I don't understand what is going on Alexandria, explain." She demanded. "The truth is I'm not beautiful, I have lived with this face for 22 years now. I got bashed I got hated because of how ugly my face is, every single time my father beats me because he felt frustrated he felt like he doesn't have money and even his daughter is an ugly duckling, there was a day he beat me at night and I fought back and ran out of the house that's when I ran into Camille that night and she help

"Um... yes. I think everybody does. But what..." The journalist's puzzling words were interrupted by the young artist's speech: "each of us is like the Ugly Duckling if you think about it. All its brothers and mates were white, but it's black. Everyone can fly, but its wings are too weak, and it can't. Each of us always aspires to have what he cannot have: a hidden desire, a never-realized career, a life-long dream. The white duckling and the black duckling are faces of the same coin, souls that coexist within our weak mortal bodies. They coexist, it is true, but in opposition to each other, always, immutably. This is the Animosity that makes us different from

I found this in the ‘Cursed site’ and brought it here so that my parents won’t burn it. “Gramps, have you seen the books I’ve collected yesterday?” “Ah, yeah. Found a book that would be an easy read.” He moved towards a pile that was separated from the rest. “Tis... The ugly duckling,” he said. He began scanning the said book. “Tis not the kid’s stories. It’s a love story.” He shook his head and smiled. “Teen girls must have covered it as a disguise. But why did they chose ugly duckling?”

I knew I was ugly, but hearing my own sister say it still made me shake with pain. "You know what?" She leaned close to my ear. "You're not just ugly. You're stupid, too." I froze, confused by what she meant. "I'm so beautiful and well-behaved, so of course I should be the only princess. Seeing you with a face just like mine makes me sick every time. "When we were eight, I fell off that cliff on purpose. I knew you'd come save me. I calculated exactly where to position myself so you'd get that scar.

“Good! We will return to Jakarta in two days.” Olivia returned to the room. She stood in front of the large mirror that adorned the wall. She looked at the figure standing before her. Her face, which David once considered ugly, was now filled with undeniable beauty. However, that beauty was not just the result of plastic surgery and a strict diet. It was the result of time, healed wounds, and the desire to rise from despair.