Zak Bagans Nose Job Novels & Stories

Third Person's POV But that was nowhere near enough. She used a special solution bought from the black market to turn her naturally silky skin into a weathered, rough mess of uneven textures. To completely wreck her facial proportions, she stuck a large, hairy mole right on her left cheek—it was the size of a pinky nail and impossible to miss. Then came the centerpiece. Using high-grade SFX silicone, she rebuilt her nose. What was once small, elegant, and refined was now a massive, bulbous "clown" nose.

She was too busy stroking her delicate face. The little nurse approached Sefia and said, “Madam, don't smile too big, it's not fully healed yet. Your skin is still sensitive.” “Ohh...” Sefia was shocked and froze for an instant. “It's okay, ma'am. Just don't smile too big, I mean. I'm afraid the nose will fall off.” Sefia stroked her pointed nose, the exact same nose as Nayla's. “I-it can come off?” The nurse gave a small nod, “due to the delayed payment yesterday. The implant might have had a little problem. But the doctor took care of it. Only, as far as I know... You might need an injection once a month.”

"Do I need facial reconstructive surgery? A brain transplant tomorrow? Maybe a full-body cast and a coffin fitting?" I smile, chewing my gum. This guy, seriously. "You can keep going." He glares. "I'm done." "That's a shame," I say seriously, sliding off the counter, my chest brushing against his. I continue to hold onto his jaw. "I do love witnessing a Harvard Dropout diagnose a nosebleed as a catastrophic injury." If he could, he would flip me off. My hand descends, and I massage the back of his neck. My other fingers hover near his wrist. "The bleeding seems to have slowed down." I guide his hand away from his nose, preventing further pinching. No more blood dripping. That's good.

That power came not just from wealth or position, but from how you carried yourself, how others perceived you? "What about recovery time?" I asked, surprising myself with how clinical my own voice sounded. When had I started accepting this as necessary rather than extreme? "Two weeks for the initial healing. Six weeks before you're camera-ready for close-ups. We'll use minimally invasive techniques, fillers, fat transfers, thread lifts, and only minor surgical interventions." She turned back to the display, continuing her overview. "Subtle refinement of the nose bridge. Enhancement of the lips, not overfilled, just a slight increase in definition. Brow lift to open the eyes. And we'll adjust

"This isn't funny! He assaulted me! He humiliated me in front of dozens of people!" Vivian moved closer, examining Matthew's injuries with a mixture of concern and lots of disgust at what she was seeing. "Ew." She made a disgusted face and wrinkled her nose. "You look absolutely awful. We need to get you cleaned up at least. And maybe see a plastic surgeon? Your face is..." "I already went to the hospital!" Matthew interrupted furiously. "They reset my nose and gave me temporary caps! But I'll need implants! Do you know how much that costs? How long it takes?"

Keith responded, "Mr. Zane went to the restroom. You have to wait for a while." Dr. Sander said, "Okay." ... Abigail went to the restroom and saw in the mirror that her nose was swollen and turned very red. It was like a cooked pig's nose, especially ugly. She thought, 'When I bumped into that guy, my nose just turned a little red. Why did it get swollen so quickly? 'If I go and meet clients with Xander looking like this, I'll surely affect the image of the Zane Corporation. Xander won't tolerate it.

I gotta take the long route now. Well, I reached to an empty home. It's my new norm since mom scored a massive fashion deal with a corporate biggie. She's dressing their executives, selecting fabrics, the works. That gave me time to prepare to confront her by this week. About my bodily changes. I had only thought about rhinoplasty in the beginning. Zayn added a suggestion about a monolid surgery too. But I heard it takes a while to heal. Apart from my face, a few changes to my skin texture and tone were also discussed...with my boyfriend.

The longing in him was so intense that his body started aching. After the feeling subsided a little, he rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom for a cold shower. … Yanni had another nosebleed the next morning. Worried about her condition, Zoe brought her to a doctor she knew. Cecil had recommended Doctor Zara to her and said that her medical skills and character were top-notch. So, Yanni had been receiving treatments with this doctor ever since they moved back to Brookesville. After the examination, Zara said softly, “Please let her do the surgery as soon as you can.” Then, she patted her head worryingly.

Nicholas already sitting in the guest chair, holding two cups of coffee. "You know I like black coffee with no sugar," I said while smiling. "I know," he replied, his eyes sparkling behind his round glasses. "You look tired. What surgery do you have today?" "A rhinoplasty for a conglomerate's daughter. She wants her nose higher. I told her her nose was already beautiful, but she insisted." "And you did it?" "I'm a doctor, I give patients what they want, as long as it's safe and ethical." I sighed. "Louis got in, he made it into the medical faculty."

Dwayne’s POV “Ugh,” I groaned, pressing the tissue into my bleeding nostril. Shane has always known how to throw a punch, but it was worth it because he was going to have bad publicity the next day. I had carefully installed reporters at the restaurant before I arrived and all I needed to do was rest. He had broken my nose. My secretary had called my doctor and booked an appointment so I could get it fixed. “Ah, shit,” I breathed as I thought of the possibilities of having a swollen face after the red construction surgery.