Life Makeover Novel Novels & Stories

In my previous life, Derick had his fling with his so-called 'sister' Jasmine before he ever knew me. All the while, unaware of the truth, I was running the mafia business and raising their child myself. They were busy dreaming about their love child and blowing through the cash I made, which ended up costing my son his life. I poured my soul into making their kid my successor, and they just sat back and enjoyed the spoils. My boy and I? We were just pawns in their perfect life! Fate handed me a do-over, and this time, Derrick and Jasmine would be dealt with a well-deserved retribution!

Without another word, he turned on his heel and left, his cologne lingering like smoke. I sank onto the bed, my body trembling, the weight of three years of pain pressing down on me. I was thinner now, my curves gone, my face hollow with dark circles that never faded. I was a ghost of myself, mocked by the women, ignored by the men, trapped in a life that wasn’t mine anymore. Soon after, a maid came, sent by Trenton, carrying a new gown. Silky, deep blue, shimmering like midnight. “Alpha said to dress you,” she said with false sweetness.

"I had no reason to hurt her, and I have no interest in you now. Just let me leave." Adrian didn't believe me. "Of course, you had a reason. You pretended to be meek and pitiful just to win my family's favor and marry me, right? "Emily told me you found someone to swap your birth chart with hers so you would get the reading that said you carried a healing energy." Emily lied through her teeth, yet Adrian believed her without verifying it. "That's ridiculous," I said flatly. "I don't believe in any of that nonsense, let alone know how to alter it."

“Claire, it seems you are so busy these past few days. I barely see you here in the mansion,” her mother said. “I’m very sorry mother. I’m just having so much fun on the book I read. It has really a great story. So I always look for a place where I can be alone.” “Oh what story it is?” “It is titled, Against the Tragic Fate. It is the story where the lead character was given a chance to relive her life again and fight the tragic ending of her story in her previous life.” Claire lied.

Changes? Was he going to manipulate my brain? A minute later Two women came through the door. One lady had clothes in one hand shoes in the other The other one held a makeup kit. “Who are you?” I asked cautiously. “Mr Black sent us,” they replied. I was going to have a makeover, without a word I sat down and allowed them work. After what felt like a while they were done. I stared at myself in the mirror, completely different. I never wore my hair down and curled before. I never had the time with all the work I had

The girl in the mirror looks like me. Blue eyes. Freckles. Pouted lips. But her hair. Her hair is black, its natural colour. The door to Amelia’s bathroom swings opens while I’m doing my inspection and I drag the beanie over my head. No one has seen the makeover yet. It happened after Jackson left the house. A post breakup makeover. New me and all that shit. Jumping into the bed, Amelia drags the bowl of popcorn from me. I sit straighter and adjust the pillows, hitting play on the movie we were watching before she left to use the toilet.

Funny, this seems like Deja Vu! I look at my stunning mate, I am thankful to have her back in every way possible. Over the last several months, after we agreed to live together. I made sure that she experienced the elegance of New York. In human eyes, she will be romantically involved with a billionaire, as much as I love her normal clothes, I suggested that she update her wardrobe, go shopping on 5th avenue, and adjust to having money. She was pissed in the beginning, thankfully that she is not entirely stubborn about it. I made her aware that as my secretary, she would need to style her wardrobe similar to Allison’s but, I will make sure she has better. I assigned a hairstylist to assist i

Her father is hardly ever home, working long hours in the city while her mother spends most of her time grading papers from all of her high school students. She opens the door quietly, but there is no need. Her mother is still awake. She's curled up in the living room reading her latest adventure novel wrapped on the comfy (and dare she call ugly) recliner her father just had to have. Her curly auburn hair is up in a bun with a few stray strands spiraling free as her eyes intently scan the new Kindle she received for her birthday only a few weeks ago. It's safe to say she has become a little obsessed with it. Can't say Sera can blame her. She herself escapes to a different world every time s

Your love for me was what made me pass over all the difficult times and I will always be grateful for this. Thank you everyone who have read this book and supported me. I know there are many mistakes but I will edit it soon, to not to cause any confusion. After two months I will start the sequel of this book- Seductress.here is small glimpse of synopsis. A world where things work with money, power and sex. Where there is no place for naive and shy people. She hide herself from all this but on one morning everything changed. Stella a timid girl who wants to live a simple life suddenly turns into an alluring waitress unknowingly stealing the overbearing CEO's heart.

Not the broken slave Silas collared. Just… me. Whoever that is now. “Perfect,” I said, waving a hand to dismiss the maids. They bowed and vanished like shadows. The door opened softly, and Livia stepped in, her kind eyes widening just a fraction at the sight of my new hair before she smoothed her expression. I turned in the chair, meeting her gaze in the mirror. “Tell me honestly, Livia. What more should I change? I don’t want to step foot down there looking anything like the girl he left bleeding on the floor.”