Ugly Novel Novels & Stories

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

He frowned at it. annihilatorAK47 ×y'all shouldn't be so ignorant. Remember the waiter he'd kissed? Chelsea is so self absorbed that he'd looked past the fact that he'd literally harassed somebody at his workplace and had shamed him for having an 'unusual' face. Being beautiful is not just about having a pretty face and you Chelsea are the ugliest person I've ever seen. #chelseaugliestbitchintheworld Chelsea scoffed. What? He couldn't believe it. Who the hell did this person think they were?

Honestly, she was scarier than Maleficent. “Why would I video call a disgusting face like yours? Gross! Fine, if Fredric’s not there, I’ll call him later. By the way, I called specifically to insult you. I’m bored and frustrated, and your ugly face isn’t worthy of being my rival, Mathilda. Just because Fredric and I are fighting doesn’t mean he’s yours! No! It will never happen! Wake up from your fantasy, bitch!” Paula hung up abruptly. The morning that had started so beautifully now felt like a storm. And just like that, the spirit I’d built up vanished.

The door clicked shut behind me. The mirror showed a stranger. My left cheek was puffed and purple, the skin stretched shiny over the swelling. One eye was nearly closed; the other stared back at me with dull recognition. Ugly. That was the word that settled heaviest. Not just bruised—ugly in a way that felt permanent.

Just watched her carefully, like she was a thread unraveling right in front of him and he was terrified pulling it too fast might break her entirely. She turned away from him, walking toward the large window at the edge of the design floor. Outside, the city shimmered. Expensive buildings. Loud, busy people with curated lives. She used to wonder what it felt like to live among them. Now she was one of them. But inside? Inside she was still that girl standing on the sidewalk in her oversized thrift store sweater after being called ugly by the boy she gave her heart, and her body... to. She crossed her arms, hugging herself.

Leaving Blackthorn At the shattered main gates where the nightmare had begun, the three survivors paused. Kael looked back at the ruined campus — smoke rising, bodies everywhere, the place that had once been his entire world. “Everything I knew is gone,” he said quietly. Serena took his hand. Damien took the other. “Then we make a new world,” she whispered. They stepped through the broken gates into the outside world. The City of the Damned The highway leading into the city was a graveyard of abandoned cars, overturned trucks, and corpses. Fires burned unchecked in the distance. The once-bustling metropolis of Eldridge City was now a silent tomb under a blood-red sky.

Oswan asked. “In what are you interested?” Ortaul said. “I'm interest in anything new in the world, so nothing in particular.” “Listen then, my boy. Creates have appeared from out of nowhere.” “Creatures, you say, what kind?” “The worst, I say! Their teeth are sharp as swords; their eyes are red as blood.” “We saw them.” “Where did you?” “Not much down the road, near the miller.” “Great, finally, we can kill them.”

with his arms crossed, he scanned the space with the same detachment he probably used on failing investments. “Cozy,” he said, the word dripping with disdain. His polished shoes looked ridiculous on the worn out hardwood. He picked up a dog-eared mystery novel from a display table, flipped it over, then set it back like it might contaminate him. “Cluttered chaos. Exactly what I expected.” Elena’s jaw tightened. “Most people call it charm. But I guess charm doesn’t show up on your spreadsheets.” He moved deeper into the store, his eyes flicking over the packed shelves, the mismatched armchairs, the handwritten recommendation cards. A few regulars glanced up from their coffees, whispering.

"Once upon a time, there was a wealthy merchant who was not only blessed with riches and fortune but also with twelve children." Miss Yumi flipped to the beginning of the storybook showing six dashing men with muscly, chiseled features that reminded Cathedra of the ancient sculptures of Greek gods she often sees in books. Beside them were five beautiful ladies, clad in gorgeous dresses and excessive jewelry. In contrast to the five extravagant women in the picture, there was one beside them who was dressed in a plain and simple dressed, standing meekly beside her sisters. However, compared to the other five, with their flashy, attention-grabbing garments, sparkling jewelry, and make-up caked

Bullshit. If that's why you loved her, then you'd have let her be excited about something since that's what you found so fucking attractive about her. God, what a pathetic piece of rubbish. I got a sudden urge to punch him in his face until he needed to go to the hospital. I shook my head and continued walking in the direction of my next class, and I felt another twist in my gut and clutch it. Geez, lunch better come quickly because I was going to die of starvation.