Novel & Cerita Forced Makeover Story

Sure, there will be scars, but they'll only serve to remind us of our strength, our love, and the beautiful family we built despite the odds. As the courtroom slowly empties out, I look at Vincent with teary eyes. "We did it," I whisper, my voice choked with emotion. "Yes, darling," he answers back, his eyes mirroring my own. "We did it together." His lips press against mine in a sweet kiss that speaks volumes about our shared struggle and victory. It's a new chapter for us, a fresh start and I can't wait to see where it takes us. ___The End___ Note: I will have a separate story for Nathan and Lucy because I have a plot hanging around in my brain. The characters in this book will appear ther

Could I ever truly understand this man, this world I'd been thrust into? The engine roared to life, and we pulled away from my childhood home. I watched it disappear in the side mirror, tears streaming down my face. Whatever lay ahead, there was no going back now. I was Lysander Vincenzo's wife, for better or worse. And as we drove into an uncertain future, I had never felt more lost, more alone, or more terrified in my life.

“Don’t forget to use glamour. They may get used to the green hair, but your ears and tail-“ “Yeah. Thanks for the house, I couldn’t live near a city.” “I couldn’t as well. If something you are my brother. I was Sky Brock. By the way, do you drive, Jo?” “Y- yes.” She replied with a tight smile. “There is an SUV. Teach Jade to drive, he can glamour a license.” And so on, we talked until Ro announced that it was time. They performed the ritual for the contract, which resembled the one at our wedding but mostly one sided.

Never like before. A few years after that my mother remarried and that is how my life started to slowly get back to its normal or so that's what I wanted it to be when I met Rosa. • • • I took a long breath almost choking on it before exhaling it heavily. I can't do this. How am I supposed to seduce him without him noticing that it's me? It sounds almost impossible to me. I touch the tip of my long hair and look at myself in the mirror for the hundredth time since I've been in here, locked away from reality. The person standing in front of me is not me.

“Yes, you do.” “This hopefully ends all the girls I had to fight away from you.” “The moment I met you…” his hand touched my hair. “Sweaty, tight ass jeans and grease covered body…. “Maddox paused and licked his lips at the memory. “I knew I was going to win you over.” “I made you work for it.” I had to laugh when he raised his eyebrow. “You over charged me. I looked up an oil change and $200 was not it.” “The other part was for the attitude and for calling Brett hot.”

All those years working two jobs, counting every cent, skipping meals to feed him—and all this time, he’d been hiding a thirty-thousand-dollar debt from her. She didn’t know which betrayal hurt more: his silence or the deal he made behind her back. The car turned sharply. Gravel crunched beneath the tires. The rain had lightened, but the air still smelled like rain. Finally, the vehicle stopped. “Elena,” the man in the suit said from the passenger seat. “We’re here. No screaming, no running, no stupid moves. If you behave, you’ll be treated well. Do you understand?” “I understand that I’m being trafficked,” she replied dryly.

The male lead I picked out, James Linden, doesn't love me anymore. He's broken away from the and has fallen in love with the secondary female lead, Yvette West. On the day of our wedding, he insists on making things official with her. "You've gone mad, James! We arranged your marriage to Mia with the Churchill family ages ago!" James' father, Jack Linden, yells angrily at him. He attempts to stop James, but the latter has already gotten carried away and is poised to escape alongside Yvette. I sigh as I listen to the system clamoring in my ears, informing me that the romance between the male and female leads has been ruined. "Then, let's just choose another male lead," I say tiredly, l

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

"Tell me who you are! Because the man I loved would never watch me cry from across a table and pretend he didn't know the taste of my tears!" ​For a second, the wall crumbled. He leaned down and pressed his forehead against mine. "Cara mia..." ​The name escaped his lips like a prayer. The way he used to say it. My heart soared and a sob caught in my throat. But as quickly as it appeared, the steel returned. He pulled back, his expression hardening back into the mask of Alessandro Montrego the investor. ​"The story needs the original lead," he coldly said. "For the sake of the investment. Don't make a mistake you'll regret, Ms. Rossi."

"Nope." I gave an exasperated groan, which made him to break into a chuckle. My parents walked in and greeted Jacob. He and dad had a small talk until he checked the time. "Well, we should get going so we're not late." He took my hand in his, interlacing our fingers, and I raised my eyebrows. "We're on a time crunch!?" He laughed at my reaction. "Yeah! And we gotta get going!" We said goodbye to my parents and Timmy before we went to Jake's black BMW, which he named Victor. I grinned as I buckled my seatbelt, excited to see what Jake had planned. We drove for about ten minutes before he pulled into a stadium parking lot.