Nerd Makeover Novels & Stories

he had said and I found sense in what he said. I'd wanted to be a powerful woman so that when I walk into any gatherings, my presence will command respect and I'm putting my Omega identity behind. " Actually, I don't know the product name but I'll bring the platelet with me tomorrow so that I can show it to you, " I answered honestly, trying not to feel embarrassed. I was this shy, introverted girl that knew nothing about makeup and luxurious designers but that has changed now. I'm no longer the weak Nora Luke that you know before, I'm now Ms. N.

Knowing me, this will be my once in a lifetime. I get ready and leave to Mel and Lara's apartment, knowing that when I get there, it will be project extreme makeover. They do this every time we go out. 'I don't wear my hair flattering and my clothes hide my killer bod and my face is too pale.' The same speech all the time. I never bothered to argue today because the quicker their rant is over the quicker we can get this over with. Besides, today I don't mind their extreme makeover, knowing who will cross my path later. I'd like to look at least close to his league as possible.

she continued, holding them up like prizes, “if you are going to get busted by your dad, you might as well go down looking fabulous. Besides, we are overdue for a girls’ day, Naomi. Your cuticles are a tragedy, and I swear you haven’t had an actual laugh in quite a while. We have to kill time until the storm passes anyway, right?” She was right. I had bought myself some time away from my dad’s scrutinizing gaze, and the best way to spend that time was to anchor myself in normalcy, in us. I sighed. “I hate that you’re right.” “Exactly,” she said, going through the colors of the nail polish. “Congratulations. You’ve just won a limited-edition free mental breakdown makeover.” “Lucky me.”

No matter how bad she wanted to be more, there was no way he meant what he said. She sat in the chair, her heart sinking a little. At the same time, Cat did magic on her face and hair. After what seemed like hours, Cat finally revealed Nadia's new makeover. Nadia stared directly into the mirror. She hardly recognized herself. Cat had brought her dull brown eyes to life, with a smokey eye, and painted her lips a crimson red. Her hair was in spiral curls, and she looked like a victorian model. Cat stood proudly admiring her work until the beep of her watch signaled it was time to go.

"It's the truth after he propose to you you been busy with him, I didn't even know you were dating such a big shot. I could see it already, Mrs. James, Mrs. Charlotte Jam-" I throw a pillow hitting her in the face, my cheeks red from her calling me Mrs. James why on earth am I blushing over this. "Oh, I hit the blush button turning it on didn't I," she cover her mouth with her hand and chuckled evilly. I was about to throw another pillow at her when I heard the doorbell. I excuse myself and went to open the door when I did I saw the stupid PA and some other men behind him. "Greeting Miss, we are here to help you move," He said.

Vega POV. If there was ever a time the slow-motion music walk should be used, this was it. I could already hear that song "I'm so fancy" playing in my head. I made a show of getting out of Andrianna's car cause why not. The makeover had turned out great. I kept my curls, detoxed, got my nails done, and got new clothes and shoes, the weather was looking great, and I could already see myself winning the money. Facts. I was wearing a black crop top, with black shorts, and high boots. I preferred the getup because being in a dress just didn't work for me, except if it was a very formal gathering.

Okay, I might not trust the girl, but she's been trying way too hard this past week, it was annoying most of the time, but well, I'm not that mean. "Thanks." She smiles brightly, nods then leaves. I unfold the clothes and pout my lips out. "Well, let's see what you'll look like," I say to myself. * * * * When I'm done dressing up, I slowly walk to the mirror. A gasp leaves my lips. The person looking back at me in the mirror is a complete stranger. Holy Molly. A cute white tank top which I decided to tie a knot on the front, leaving my belly button out, there are words written across it saying "I'm The Nerd, You're The Dummy."

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

This was dangerous territory. He paid for everything without hesitation—the dress, accessories, even arranging for the boutique staff to help with hair and makeup in a private area at the back. They worked quickly, transforming me. When I looked in the mirror, I barely recognized myself. Soft waves in my hair, subtle but glowing makeup that brought out my dark eyes, the blue dress making me look elegant, confident, nothing like the “nerd girl” who carried books and avoided drama. I looked… beautiful. Different. Smith’s gaze when I emerged said he agreed. “You clean up well,

I need to feel new, look new. “I think it’s an ability,” I continue softly, my fingers ghosting over another bundle. “But I didn’t have it before… not until Adrian.” Silence stretches for a moment before Neema hums, lining her cart with a few more items—Essenza Gold Repair Cream, Noir Bloom Lip Veil, and a Glass Drop Hydrating Mist. “Sounds like a mate-bond trigger,” she says casually. Just as we rounded the last aisle, heading toward checkout,fate decided to have a laugh.