Ugly Princess Novels & Stories

Ugly duckling yelled. "Can you just shut up? You look so hideous while yelling. Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror before coming out in the morning? I guess you don't have one since you are a lowly slave like me. Let me analyze your look, you don't have to pay because I'm generous, you are welcome sweetheart. So this is the analysis I have made. You look like a bull dog with a frog face... no not frogs because frogs actually look way cuter than you. You look like a vulture, a hairless rat with your half-eaten hair and you are so dirty... I would just call you a swine. And you have the gut to crush on my Prince Kael. Ugly frog!" I rushed my words, breathing heavily.

If only looks can kill, she would have been most likely buried ten feet under… or maybe a rotting corpse by now. The Princess had always been a beauty ever since–but a frightening beauty nonetheless, like a wildfire, something that can only be watched and admired from afar. She was not stupid, though–the years had been hard and unkind, but they taught her well from the lustful looks thrown at her way. A pair of green eyes flashed in the back of her mind. They looked like salivating dogs, she thought in a mixture of amusement and disgust. Whereas most of these people, during their younger years, steadfastly ignored and alienated her as a freak of nature but now…

Instead of a blonde hair, she was now wearing a black lux almost waist long, her eyes like that of a frightening reptile which resided under those huge rivers in the deep forest, her skin’s fair and white but strange markings were playing around her body like it was an ancient spell or a cursed she was bound to bare. What was more hideously scary about herself now was her deep craving for blood. Warm fresh blood. Sweet meat of animals. Raw and tender. Fate was indeed cruel. It made her a real savage this time. And seemingly all things happened in place like the war, King Teuton captured by the same prince. The marriage to the wrong person; To the wrong prince. The princess stood up unveiled

Adrienne didn't break eye contact with the stranger, something hot and defiant burning in her chest. "And you tall ugly thing…whoever you are…can tell your prince that he'd better fight this betrothal nonsense. Tell him he'd better not show his ugly face to me, because I'll use his blood to paint my room." She turned on her heel and stalked away, her spine rigid, every line of her body screaming defiance. "Did she just call me ugly?" Orion stood rooted to the spot, watching the princess disappear into the chaos of her troops, and tried to process what had just happened.

“Give me back my crown! It’s mine!” “No!” Max shouted over his shoulder, giggling. “You said you don’t wanna be a princess anymore, you wanna be… President? Princess can’t be president, Issa. So the crown’s mine now.” He whipped around the corner of the couch, nearly slipping, then kept running. Issa screamed. “MAMAAAA! MAX STEAL MY CROWN! HE CALL ME UGLY PRINCESS!” “I said BAD PRINCESS,” Max corrected, still running. “Different.”

The principal glared at the teacher "How can a mated wolf and princess be a slut. Don't you know that she's royalty!" "Royalty. She can't be" Mr Grant shook his head in disbelief. "Well I am. My name is Princess Luciana Julie Woods. Daughter of the king and queen of the werewolf kingdom, mate to the future beta and future beta Princess" she laughed devilishly "I hope you have heard about my brother. He has a really short temper and my mate won't be happy to find out that you touched me inappropriately" with that she turned one of her nails to a claw and scratched her waist and neck, quickly messes up her hair and make up she rips some part of her top. Her eyes turns red as if she had been we

the Princess said, “You and your bird-boy could have disappeared together. You could have had a beautiful dream together. Instead, you came to see me. That was stupid.” “What we have is more than a dream. It is real. I have no need of your distracting enchantments.” The Princess laughed. Ilyria didn’t know how she could ever have thought her beautiful. Her face was cold and empty. How had she not seen that? The Princess reached out to the table and grabbed Fierce by the neck, holding the limp creature up like a prize. “Not a relic at all. It’s worthless,” she started to shake Fierce and Ilyria lunged forward. She was not as quick as Flame.

I challenged him. "Well maybe the evil spirit is actually trying to stop a certain spirit from fooling around!" "Hey, spirit." I said. "On a scale of 1 to 10, how much of a d*ck is PRINCE Ace?" '11' "Who's the ugliest and stupid looking princess in the whole kingdom?" 'R-O-S-E"

Uwyn thirsted for this for a long time already and wanted to have her fill at it. That was why she rejected the excitement of her peers over her own enjoyment. Uwyn felt guilty. "I'm Angelina, Princess Uwyn." The little girl said softly. Her head was down as she could not look at the good fairy who asked her. Although the princess was not that beautiful but the dress that she wore and her carefree attitude separated her from the rest. Angelina was very thankful for this kind fairy.

She heard some maidens whispering and sniggering among the people crowding both sides of the path to welcome the Queen and she had no doubt that they were talking about her – the bastard princess reduced to a serving wench. "Isn't that the scandalous seed of the late King Adolf?" An unmated girl called Stella was whispering to the other, the Alpha's daughter known as Claire and who was probably the most beautiful unmated maiden in the Pragoth but infamous to be rather haughty and overbearing. "The half-nymph princess subjected to the life of a low life because her mother committed suicide?" Stella asked in curiosity. "Unfortunately, she is," Claire said. "I've heard of her so-called beauty,