Ugly Princess Novels & Stories

The princess and the ogre. She use to pretend that she was a beautiful princess and that he was the hideous ogre that tries to steal her from the handsome prince. Hence, she calls him 'Ugly' but he has to call her 'beautiful'. Not exactly fair but there is no arguing with Marnie, even back when she was only four years old. He had hoped that she would grow out of the names, but no such luck. “I miss you!” “I miss you too, honey. But I will see you soon!” He tell the little girl. He can not wait to see her again in a few weeks.

I waved my hand impatiently. Seeing how casually I spoke, Keven had no choice but to go along with it. I thought I was mentally prepared for it. But when I saw my reflection on my phone, I burst into tears. I buried my face in the blanket and cried uncontrollably. Kevin was at a loss, not knowing how to comfort me. From the blanket, I asked unhappily, "Have I turned ugly and horrifying now?" Kevin replied, "No way! You're the prettiest woman in Dainsclef Village."

“If you ask me she didn’t try hard enough. I am disfigured for the rest of my life now.” “But, Princess,” Marcus coos trying to reach for her hands once again, but Vanessa pulls away. “You are alive. You should be grateful.” “Grateful… GRATEFUL!” She screams loudly causing an echo in the prison. “Look at me! That rogue whore has taken everything from me. My position in the pack, Erebus, and now my looks. What is there left to be grateful for?” Marcus steps back from his daughter’s cell and shakes his head in disbelief. “Your mother would be so disappointed in you right now.” I can tell that it hurts him to speak those words. “You were never promised a position in the pack, and you we

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?

She was interested in revenge. She slowly moved down the stairs, still lost in thought. The crowd cleared the middle of the ballroom, and the band began to play their instruments. She grabbed the mans slimy hands and held back her expression. She felt like she was holding a slug, which made her want to throw up all over him. But, as a princess, she had to play her part, which is precisely what she did as she danced with him until the end of the song. The man finished the dance by kissing her hand softly before stepping away and smiling at the King.

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

And before I can find the reason for these sudden sobs from her, she cries out loudly, vocalizing each sob. “Aahanahaa uhuhuhuhuh, you are not letting me kiss you! You don't want me anymore… because? Because you don't love me anymore… because now I am old…right… or am I ugly now?? Or fat–” “Ash! Princess you are neither old, nor ugly or fat. In fact, you are the prettiest woman anyone can ever come across, and just perfect the way you are… there isn't a single percent need for you to ney insecure or doubt yourself–”

however, he had it placed in as favorable a light as possible, and sent for the Princess, but the moment she caught sight of it she looked the other way and began to cry, the King, who was very much annoyed to see how greatly she disliked it, took a mirror, and holding it up before the unhappy Princess, said. 'l see you don't think the Prince handsome, but look at yourself, and see if you have any right to complain about that.' 'Sire,' she answered, 'l do not wish to complain, only I beg of you not to make me marry at all. I had rather be the unhappy Princess Cabbage-Stalk all my life than inflict the sight of my ugliness on anyone else.' But the King would not listen to her, and sent her aw

_FLASHBACK_ I was able to catch a glimpse of the new princess. She was a beautiful baby. Her light mocha complexion and black wavy hair with purple strands within it made her eyes, which were a deep purple with flecks of lavender in them pop. She was going to be stunning when she was grown, and she was going to be mine. “What a beautiful baby girl you have there.” I drawled. “What the fuck are you doing here Ulrich? I have no idea how you were able to sneak through security, but you need to leave now before I call the guards.” Prince Harhream growled.

While pondering this, she heard a distant voice say, "Princess Christina, please." Emma smiled and turned to see a long corridor ahead, a group of maidens following behind, elegantly approaching. The lead woman had her hair elegantly tied up, secured with ten hairpins that resembled a cloud. Her refined and graceful appearance and exquisite and luxurious attire marked her as Princess Christina. However, Emma sighed inwardly. Princess Christina was only twenty years old and possessed an air of immaturity. A thick layer of pale gray makeup masked her naturally rosy complexion. Her complexion appeared wan, and the corners of her eyes bore the signs of weariness. But perhaps the most unsettling