Metabolism Makeover Novels & Stories

You can laugh like you never did before. In thirty days, you can fall inlove. In thirty days, you can find the person you'd want to spend forever with. But that thirty days will be over. This is a tale of healing, growth and blessings in disguise– a story of how the question "Can I stay for a while?" turned into "Can you not leave at all?"

He thought. Kim Jae managed to paralyze them, only 2 bandits left. It seems, Kim Jae is starting to feel tired, after all, his right arm is still bleeding thick red blood. Blame it on his bad habit of rarely exercising his muscles, during his time as Uncle Jae. However, after this he was determined to increase his muscle mass. After all, this is one of the attractions besides his handsome face. The man who had a dragon tattoo on his arm approached. He kicked Kim Jae so hard, that Kim Jae fell to the ground.

Laila squished his cheeks from behind and said, “No one tease this handsome dude who is soon going to become a dessert for men.” Everyone smiled as Asher groaned. This worked as a distraction for Malek who was worried on seeing David. She didn’t know about the mystery man but wanted to thank him for getting her free from that disgusting man. “Now, people let’s get back to business. We have to create financial reports and analyze it on the basis of market returns. We have a week for it so let’s get started and make our department proud.” Nora said standing up. The next 6 ours carried on with the distribution of tasks and discussions.

Hays, destiny really loves messing with us. “Just make sure I benefit from this plan, okay?” I smirked, and he quickly pressed a playful smack on my lips, making my body stiffen in surprise.

"He ah- well he- I mean I-" "We don't have to talk about it until you're ready," she smiled over at me knowingly, before turning her attention back to the road. Upon arrival at her house, Becca got me a glass of water and a change of clothes from her wardrobe, suggesting that I take a shower and freshen up. She was a big believer in physical appearance translating to mental wellbeing, and although I was sceptical that it would really make a difference, I had to admit that it felt much better once I'd washed up and put on a fresh fit.

"I’m saying, welcome to Operation: Breakup Package." I arched a brow. "That sounds... concerning." "Correction: it sounds iconic." She flipped her hair. "No good breakup is complete without a makeover. You are about to be pampered, scrubbed, and transformed into the goddess you were always meant to be—like a phoenix rising from the ashes." I huffed. "Sounds exhausting." "Second," she continued, "is a killer outfit. The kind that makes men choke on their drinks and women question their life choices."

“Hey. Stop right there.” I met her eyes, hating how watery mine were. “What if I try to change, and it still doesn’t matter? What if I’m just not enough?” “You are enough,” she said, fierce now. “But if you want to change — for you — then we’ll do it smart. No starving yourself. No crying in dressing rooms. Just small steps. Healthy ones. Starting today.” She grabbed her phone again, fingers flying like she was solving a national emergency. “Okay. Phase one: sweat and salads. Phase two: confidence boot camp. Phase three: jaw-dropping revenge body.”

Andrew has never eaten fast food, and I make it a point to keep him away from it. Romina steps in with her purse on her shoulder, just as I decide the living room is ready. I find myself admiring her incredible form as she stops to give herself a quick once over in the mirror. Romina's body has never looked better, despite the fact that most women require some time to heal following childbirth. As best as I can tell from the images I've seen around the apartment, her rapid metabolism keeps her rail thin, just like she was in her modeling days. I'm not sure what's troubling her as she starts smoothing non-existent wrinkles out of her tight dress.

But I know Marica wouldn't recommend me to someone not worth my time. I used to have a fast metabolism growing up. Besides being a constant participant in a cheerleading competition in school, I was highly active in sports activities like tennis and golf. But lately, I noticed a sudden change in my physique after almost a year of starting my career as a make-up artist. Where focusing on making my clients look good is my priority. Although I made it a point to be pleased before heading to my job, my physical activities are not as intense as my college days. And to think that I eat everything on the table without limits. Nevertheless, I am convinced that working out is necessary. I need to mai

Only thing is Matt swings the other way but it'll still, right? “See you tonight, baby girl!” Matt states in enthusiasm ready for a new quest after his breakup with Joshua. “Thanks, you guys!” I reply with appreciation and end the call, getting ready for the pool party. After dinner which Maria, our maid prepared, I slipped into my blue bikini that enhanced my cleavage. Full and round just like my behind as I give once over through the wall mirror in my closet. I throw on my black cover up and retouch my matte lipstick. Had to dress the occasion right…