Ugly Smile Novels & Stories

In the countryside, people at this age were already getting married and having kids. He smiled, showing two small dimples on his face. He had a dignified look, his eyes bright yet tinged with sadness. His straight nose, defined lips, and strong features gave him the charm of a man. "I'm still single. Free as a bird," he said. I smiled slightly. As I looked down at the ground, I saw an ant crawling past. I quickly lifted my foot and let it go. Maybe there was always a ray of sunlight when life's challenges hit.

Her perfume still floated in the air, sharp and cold, like something expensive that didn’t want to be touched. He had tried to be good. He’d smiled on the video call, said hello to his father, even waved to the lady and the girl beside him. They’d smiled back, the lady’s smile had been soft and warm, and the little girl, Mira, had laughed when he’d shown her his toy car. For a second, it had felt… nice. Like something that should be real. But then Diana’s face after the call, that smile she wore like it was made of glass, ready to break, he knew it meant trouble.

The scarred guard guy is heaving and an ugly smile has lined the side of his face. "You should have let me fuck you willingly."

My shoulders shook — not from grief, not from fear, but from the sheer physical effort of suppressing something that wanted very badly to come out. A smile. Not a small one. A big, wide, ugly, sprawling smile that would have split my face in two if I'd let it. The kind of smile that belongs on the face of the villain in a children's cartoon, not on the face of a fragile, pregnant woman who has just been victimized by her cruel, unstable sister.

I only groaned at her stupid reply, she's just a bitch who lacks manner of speech. "Ranting again, right?" Min-hung chuckled behind me. "Like she always did." I scoffs. "I wish I can spank her ugly face. Ugh, it pokes me." "Everyone knows she's ugly, that's why she's harsh." Min-hung said. "She should at least try adding a little smile to her ugly face, maybe it might reduce her ugliness." I huffed. "She got a ugly smile too. Smiling would make her look like a lost beast." She said and we burst into laughter.

And you’re ugly too. That play wasn’t even all that. And you are definitely not Patrick Mahomes Your “aura” stinks—I don’t know why people think you’re some alpha male or whatever. And why would anyone want to bend over for you? I don’t like your smile either. Your dimples are ugly Silence roared in my ears. For a long moment, I just stared at the screen, completely blank. Then—I laughed. I bit down hard on my lower lip to keep it quiet, shoulders shaking as I leaned forward, pressing my fist to my mouth.

Zack Lee smiled at me and teased me. “Don’t laugh. You’re ugly like a shit. ” I said with emphasis and his staff held back their laughter, because he was really ugly. “W-what ?! What did you say?!. ” He asked me angrily and suddenly, and I was the one laughing out loud now because of what he was up to. Why? Can’t he accept that he’s really ugly ?. Criminal is still ugly.

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.

I bit my lip to fight back the smile. Fuck.

After all that horrible transformation, Sadie took me back down the stairs, and when Lucas saw me, he began to cough, but I knew he was actually laughing. Sadie sat me in a chair, and brought out her phone, clicking pictures, and acting lovey dovey with me. “Hey, hey, smile! Smile like the sun.” She ordered, and I bared all my teeth, making her hit my face with the phone. “Ah!” “You look horrible if you do that! Seriously, you’re so ugly. Now, smile like I’m doing.” She said, and I did. She clicked, and next she made me pout like a kid, which I also did.