Ugly Love Book Summary Novels & Stories

Every single person created by God has that one person that is meant to love him or her. Ugliness is not a crime, it is not a disease and it is not a sin. Miranda found beauty but that doesn't mean that she can find love, she only found love because Alex is meant to love her whether she is beautiful or ugly. And if you are beautiful and always look down on the ugly ones, you might end up like Kiara..... One thing you should know in this world is that beauty fades but love never fades. You should also know that everyone is beautiful, no one is ugly. You should not let anyone make you believe that you are ugly because you are not ugly. You are beautiful beyond words.

But it didn’t. I swallowed everything back. It isn't Lucas’ fault, I reminded myself. It isn't his fault that the Italian mob has been worshiping a fraud. A half-Russian fraud. The very thing they hate. It wasn't his fault that his father loved his mother so much he hid everything and treated Lucas like his own. It isn't his fault that I had a crappy father who hadn't thought of faking everything and instead he boasted to everybody that he broke the rules because he was in love! As if love could save him from the consequences. Turns out, I was his last resort.

“Out loud. Start to finish. Every word.” Her mouth went dry. “Professor—” “Elias,” he corrected, voice low. “When it’s just us. And yes. Read.” She swallowed. Took the pages from his hand. Her fingers brushed his—warm, deliberate—and a shiver raced down her spine. She started. “Wuthering Heights is not merely a story of doomed love; it is a brutal examination of obsession, of bodies and souls twisted together until neither can breathe without the other…”

Read as they tried to fight the battles in their love life; as they tried to get out of the darkness; as they tried to create an almost impossible illuminant that would kill the darkness in their lives. And, how complicated could their story be, when triangles crawled into their already shaky love life? It wasn't just any triangle, it was the “Love triangle”. Read to know more! I hope you like it! So, if you need any information on my books, including updates and all, kindly reach me out on my social media: IG: official_praise_ewa F* page: Author Praise Odulesi F* group: Praise Fam Don't forget to like my page, and join the group! I'll really appreciate it. Also, don't forget to drop a comme

Everything hurt, and nothing made sense. They called it a psychotic episode. I call it what it truly was. Possession. Because someone like Lloyd doesn't fall in love. He invades, infiltrates, and infects. And now? Now I sit behind padded walls, staring at the ceiling, wondering how love, or whatever that was, could end like this.

I sat with that until it finished disgusting me, which took a while. It wasn’t love would want her alive, safe and laughing in warm kitchens regardless of whose kitchen it was. What I was feeling beneath was the particular ugliness of a man who had treated something precious carelessly and then wanted the right to decide what happened to it afterward. If she couldn't be mine, something in me had decided, she shouldn't get to be anything. I didn’t know that ugliness was there. It had probably always been there, quiet and untested, because there was nothing to test it against. It was her absence that made it rear its ugly head to the world.

God, I feel like he took my soul during that sex and I hate this feeling. It's love. Pure, ugly, and so achingly devastating and beautiful in all it's glory. Love. And now, it's different. Like I was in highschool again, swooning over book characters, over cute seniors that are taller than me or even spares me a glance more than two times. I don't expect to suddenly recognise my feelings for Ezra harrington. But now, I can't lie to myself anymore. I love that bastard. Even though it's the kind of love that ruins.

She just didn't want to share ours. All the doubts I had in the past came rushing back, and the pain overwhelmed me. The scars on my chest stretched like snakes, curling down to my abdomen. A glaring, ugly suture ran across my neck. Even now, swallowing felt like knives against my throat. The physical agony was unbearable. Combined with the betrayal of the woman I loved, it was too much to endure. There were times I thought I wouldn't make it. While I hovered between life and death in the ICU, Beverly was introducing Celeste to her new dad. The mere thought of it made me sink into the depths of despair, and I felt both ridiculous and pathetic.

I thought that Logan would be the one to take me out of my ordinary routine but I was wrong. Ellie was at my house already when I arrive home. She was waiting for me in her car and she got out at the same time I did. She pulled me into a tight hug and then grabbed a bag and a bottle of wine from her car. We sat on my couch in silence. “You know everything is going to be okay right. Logan will most likely get a plea deal and not have to serve anytime” “It doesn’t matter I fell in love with a felon and nothing will change that” I say starting to cry damn him why did he have to do this?

My whole body was aching after doing those chores all day long, thank to that lady with her 50's gave me hot bag, otherwise I thought I will passed away because of those cramps. I found a book named Paradise by Juditch McNaught and the most shocking part was that this book is romantic novel, "Is this man read Romantic book, never. The man who don't even know how to talk to a girl, always flare up his nostril, can read romantic novel, No the hell no. Is might be a mistake."- Her mind screamed. As there was a knock, I looked at the direction of door and went shock, may be today was the day of shockingness. This man was none other than Mr. Taehyung Kensington, my pupil immediately burst out of