End Of Our Worlds? Not today Chapter 12
It's getting really ugly between maleficent and the horned king. i can't say anything more yet; orders of ansem." "pleased to meet you riku...ri...wait a minute we met someone called sori? soryn? sora...he was looking for you in twilight town."
finishing school
My tits are barley contained by my bra and stick out in my ugly green and brown blouse and vest. my drab brown skirt barely covers my nice round ass lucky for me it has a space for my tale or it wouldn't matter any.
Character backstories 1: Ivy's abuse.
Then as he was done, he started yelling at me, telling me how ugly, useless and weak i was. he even told me i was stupid, dumb and offensive to those with small hearts. heck, even my father was an abusive control freak.
As Easy As Breathing Part 1
The monster is ugly." she said. "well at least i don't wet the bed!" adam spat back. "both of you stop it! listen to yourselves. you are brother and sister for god sakes!" i said. "but mom, i-" adam began "no adam.
Edge Walking. Chap 8: Abyss Embrace
ugly caterpillars do ugly things in their cocoons to become beautiful butterflies. nothing heavy can go airborne. emerging from the bathroom's cocoon, jamie was skinny. he was free to fly.
Miracle is an old coat: New friends, Old friends.
Besides, who would want an ugly, barren bar maid besides some one looking for a one night stand?" she whimpered. "who ever said you were ugly?" i said, wiggling my finger in her ribs to get a slight giggle out of her.
Fugitives part 1#
"oh this is just my medication, if i get a bit frustrated then i need these to calm me down or things can get ugly" replied josh pointing to a massive dent in the wall.
Put Me in the Trash
The compactor machine was an ugly, rusty orange contraption with a big hydraulic press overhead, looming above a solid square container whose front side acted as a pair of doors.
Put Me in the Trash
The compactor machine was an ugly, rusty orange contraption with a big hydraulic press overhead, looming above a solid square container whose front side acted as a pair of doors.
Henry Rider: Clown Hunter, Chapter Twenty One
Ichabod guffawed again while my cheeks burned again, hands gripping my armrests to keep from drawing splatsy and mashing his ugly face like a potato. like i said before, nobody can butcher humor like ichabod hench.
Changes
Oh, and i'm really ugly anyway, there's no way anyone would fall for me. anyway, i really tired. goodnight."
New year, new life
Years of bullying and misfortune had killed her inner happiness, she was barely more than a husk of a dragon, she thought her self truly ugly and she had accepted that she would never be loved long ago.