Forced Makeover Story Novels & Stories

she said again. When her Mom first told her that she was going to be changing schools, she wasn't happy, she hated being the new girl at school, the one that everyone stared and pointed at but now, she was determined never to let some spoiled brats at Maverick High bring her down. She finished with breakfast, picked up her backpack and went out to the car, her Mom got into the driver's seat and they were off.

"I'm going to love her once again. But as my wife. As Valentina Xavier Night. We both will love each other once again. We will accept each other's flaws once again. Just like her, I'll forget my love for my little doll. I'll love my little wife. I'll shower her with all the love I have in heart. She will now see the most romantic Xavier. Each and every female will be jealous of the way she will be treated. She will be treated like my queen. I'm ready to be her slave. She wants to cure me, I'll let her to do so. I'll let all my walls down and make her fall in love with me." "Dude, you are clean bowled definitely. Grandpa really did a great job. He is really a master planner. You should thank

I asked, clearly mystified. Rowan laughed. “You need a makeover. The doctor you said looked perfect. You can’t make the competition beat you in terms of attractiveness. Meet Carlo, and he will do the magic for you.”

"Come here my Angel ... I and your mom are so sorry for putting you through this much stress, we actually did not mean to let it get to this stage. Just that we could not reach the house to inform you that we got stocked in traffic, and there was no single way out. Until about half an hour ago, when an officer came to help out. That is how we managed to escape it" He continued ..... "Please we are so... so... so... so... sorry darling! It won't happen again! Okay ... ? " "Hope you are good now ? " Mr Ryan asked Angela, and she responded ... "Sure mom... I am sooo... sooo... sooo... good now! Welcome back home you two ! " Mr Fredrick then said to them ..... "Welcome back Sir... Welcome back M

Everyone knows me as a gentle and calm wife. On our wedding night, my husband, Julian Chapman, sleeps with another woman. I tell myself that it's part of being married and that I should be understanding. He blows through the 30,000 dollars I brought into the marriage. I kept my silence. Then, he brings home one mistress after another. I pour them drinks myself. When his gambling debts finally catch up with him, he sells me to a brothel without a second thought. "This is my wife. She's quiet, obedient, and easy to deal with. Take her instead. Do whatever you want with her." I laugh. He has no idea that I had a reputation before I ever married him. They called me the Queen of Hell. I ha

he said, voice like gravel scraped across stone. She stared at him, startled—not just by the man who stood before her, but by what he had become. The cane was gone. The limp? Erased. The man who had limped beside her in shadowy halls, who had spoken in riddles and silence, was gone. In his place was something sharper. Stronger. The silk was shredded, the mask shattered. Allerick moved like a man reborn in fire. His white shirt clung to his chest, stained crimson in places she couldn’t even look at too long. There was a shallow cut across his temple, blood trickling down his jaw like a thread, but he didn’t falter. If anything, it made him look more alive.

(This book is my favourite. It is a mature book. This book is inspired from real life stories. Siya being a prostitute makes this story a bit different from your regular Mafia Romance. Don't worry you will get every bit of romance, mafia, kidnapping, forced proximity and surely steamy romance.) *********** Soon everyone left except Rohan. Rohan softly patted her head and said ‘Take care Kiddo.’ He then hugged Abhimanyu and gave him the best buddy smile. He is genuinely happy for his best friend who finally got his love after 16 years.

I was just back from the market, grocery bag in hand, when I spotted them—over a dozen sleek luxury cars crowding the old Hamilton house's driveway. I hadn't seen anything that flashy in years. Laughter and whispers floated over the gates as I got closer. "It's been three years. Bet that 'heiress' looks like a total backwoods mess now." "She's no heiress. Just an orphan mooching off the Hamiltons. Does she really think she's something?"

She would still end up in another arranged marriage with someone else so there was no point in fighting it. From the corner of her eyes, she could see Maya’s gloating smile and anger flared through her. She didn’t want to give her the satisfaction. Roxanne smiled brightly and replied, “Although Henry Ford is a “cripple”, he’s the richest man in Brentwood City. And so much better than my Ex-fiancé.” She glanced at Maya and then at her stepmother before adding as a smirk curved the side of her lips, “Thank you for making me the most powerful woman in the City.”

Chapter 3 Framed MIDNIGHT PACK AT THE FINLAY’S HOME Jovy wanted to curse at her luck so badly because it was almost as if things never fell in her place. Deep down, Jovy knew she had nothing to do with the present condition the car was in but who would believe her? The Phantom Rolls Royce was totally battered and the beautiful white spotless car looked condemned and even the entire rear was beyond repair.