Uglydolls Books Novels & Stories

Hello, My name is Jane, and between my sister and me, I am the ugly one. And no, I am not an insecure bitch who likes to complain about my looks all the time. My sister Liliana is blessed with beautiful genes. She had long flowing blonde hair with bright blue eyes and pink lips that remind you of delicate flower petals.

I smiled at him not wanting to show how upset and annoyed I was, why wouldn't he just leave me alone? "Can I have my book back please?" I asked politely as if he wasn't teasing me. "You read some weird shit, honestly Ayla what the fuck is wrong with you?" My heart sank at his harsh tone. "I hope nothing is wrong with me, all I want is my book please." My voice faltered and I felt like crying because I noticed everyone was looking at me, I hated it. It was like the only time I got attention was when Ryder was teasing me.

Please feel free to read my completed books on this platform: The Bad Boy's Problem The Debt Collector My Boss is Clueless The Wrong Brother A Chaotic Flower The Ugly One Excuse Me, I Quit! And my two ongoing books: Stalking Aaron Conquering the Bad Boy + Bonus story attached ( Lily Hates Me)

He unclasped the box, revealing some old books inside. The top novel caught his attention, its dog-eared pages and worn texture hinting at its age. The front cover was missing, but as he flipped through the pages, he found what could possibly be the title written in pen at the back: "Inner beauty and Otter's flaws." This title seemed poignant, considering Arc's past. His mom had abandoned him when he was a child, leaving unanswered questions and unresolved emotions. Arc walked in, and Chelsea looked up and saw his somber expression which was a stark contrast to his nervous energy. "What are you doing?" The question was laced with curiosity and accusation.

Elara’s chest tightened. She didn’t press him. She just nodded gently. “Then we’ll start tonight.” She reached for the small storybook she’d brought in, one of Mira’s favorites. “This one’s about a dragon who didn’t know how to roar,” she said softly. “He thought he was broken. But turns out, he just needed someone to listen first.” Milo looked at the cover, then at her, his eyes thoughtful. “Does he roar in the end?”

***[I've made a mistake. Please Don't buy this chapter, This Author notes will be for free on the next chapter] Hey there, Wow, we made it to the end. I honestly can’t believe it’s been two years since I started this story. It’s been a long road, and I know there were times when updates were slow, painfully slow, in fact. Life has a way of getting in the way, with college, work, and everything else that pops up unexpectedly.

Hell, why am I even thinking about this? I grunted in annoyance and kicked the sand, hoping to get myself calm. Anytime I approach Ugly is to do nothing but tease her and when I had seen that book on her bed, I knew instantly what it was. I had seen it before, either in Cassie’s room or was it Madeline? Ugh, I can’t remember but I have acted that part before. And swears, I only wanted to tease Ugly because, hell, I was surprised seeing she was reading such a book. She always appeared innocent and to say I was surprised was an understatement.

“You looked like the world was ending.” “It felt like it.” My hands moved down his chest, exploring. “Your turn.” He kissed my forehead, then my temple. “I almost quit last year. Burned out. The quiet gets heavy sometimes. But then this girl kept showing up, asking smart questions about old manuscripts. Made the days better.” “Me?” I asked, smiling. “You.” His lips found mine again. This kiss had heat behind it. His tongue brushed mine, and I melted into him. My back hit the bookshelf gently. A few books shifted but didn’t fall.

whimper Ruby. "Dear child, you hold such great powers, that your beauty was hidden by the "ugly" spell." "Ugly Spell?" "Yes. I was hoping that the prince would be able to see through all your ugliness and love you for who you are. I was hoping he would break the spell for you. However, he seems to be the type to love the outer appearance more," said Grandmother Willow. She turned away from Ruby and started to cry. Tear streaks fell onto her pale face.

“Really?” Denise shrugged. “She’s not pretty. She’s all makeup, fancy clothes and expensive bags. She can’t even tell preposition apart from proposition. Yet she acts like she’s so smart. And those Jimmy Choo pumps she’s wearing?” she asked and smirked. “Knock-offs. And yet she acts like she’s all-authentic.” I stared at her blankly, not really sure why she was saying these to me. “Her best friend? Candy Wilson? Pretty girl, huh. But that head of hers? Empty. Chelsea keeps her because she feels beautiful when Candy is around. Like… birds of the same feather flocking together. Yeah, right!”