Novel & Cerita Descendants Evie Coronation Dress

On Halloween, I was secretly reunited with my long-lost mafia parents. They offered to take me home, but because I couldn't bear to leave the three brothers in my foster family, I refused to go with my parents. Getting back home, I changed into the white dress and bracelet given to me by my brothers as gifts. However, this triggered the jealousy and crying tantrums of their biological sister, Tiana. To avoid putting my brothers in a difficult position, I agreed to take off the dress and bracelet. Despite that, she wasn't satisfied. To appease their biological sister that they had been separated from for years, my three brothers forcefully locked me inside a transparent decorative coffin, despite knowing that I suffered from severe claustrophobia. Suffocating, I frantically banged on the coffin's glass, begging them for help. Tiana stood on the side, smirking at me maliciously. "Sarah, aren't you a professional actress? Why is your acting so exaggerated and fake? You're just locked inside, not being strangled, so why are you gasping?" My brothers knit their brows in annoyance. "It's just a little prank. How can you not even last ten minutes? Can't you just tolerate it for a bit?" "I checked it myself. The coffin has air vents and we're standing right here watching you the whole time! You won't be in any danger, and it's impossible for you to suffocate!" "If you didn't want to make Tiana happy, you could have just said you aren't willing! There's no need to fake being miserable and pitiful just to get our attention and sympathy!" But I wasn't faking. The phobia triggered a severe stress response and it brought on an asthma attack, cutting off my airway. Through the glass, I looked at them in sheer agony and despair. I was really going to die...

“She was supposed to be a substitute. Now, she’s the one person he can’t live without.” Solana shifted at age five. A cursed, ancient wolf stirred in her body and for that, she was punished. Fed wolfsbane. Beaten down. Now, she’s a dying girl in a borrowed dress, replacing her sister as the bride of the Demon Alpha. Alpha Roman Stone feels nothing. His five senses have been muted for forever. His curse makes sure of that. Every Alpha in his bloodline dies before thirty unless they produce an heir. But Roman can’t even get aroused. Until her. The weak omega with the haunted eyes. The one he was never supposed to want. The moment he touches her... he comes alive. But she’s dying. And his bloodline is running out of time. And if he falls for her, he might lose everything.

I was born a fragile omega, but my gift of prophecy made me the Saintess of the Northern Packs. The Council of Elders demanded I choose a mate from the Alphas of the great packs. The Alpha I chose was destined to lead the North to victory and be crowned the Alpha King. I chose Alpha Kane without hesitation. He'd saved my life once. On the day of our bonding ceremony, I blushed and trembled as he sank his teeth into my neck. But the moment we were bonded, his true love Scarlett, his childhood Beta, went mad with jealousy. She tried to poison me, and for her crime, the Elders exiled her. She died on the road. And I? I used my prophecies to help Kane win the war, to put him on the throne. After his coronation, he plunged a silver blade into my heart. He murdered me. "Why didn't you save her?! Why didn't you save her?!" Only then did I realize. He'd hated me all along. I opened my eyes again... and I was back. Back on the day I had to choose my Alpha mate. He stood before me, arrogant as ever. He didn't lose his mind until he found out I chose a cursed Alpha. I watched him kneel, begging for my forgiveness. But this life, there would be no prophecies from me. Let’s see how he survives the war now.

SYNOPSIS: THE ALPHA'S BILLIONAIRE ROGUE: HER TRIPLE REGRET; ​Sierra Miller was the Silverwood Pack’s greatest embarrassment, a "weak" Omega whose only value was her fated bond to the future Alpha. But on the night of his coronation, Kaelen Vane shattered their bond, rejecting Sierra in front of the entire pack for a high-status Alpha female. Branded a rogue and driven into a lethal winter storm, Sierra vanished, leaving behind a pack that assumed she would perish. ​They were wrong. ​Five years later, the Silverwood Pack is on the brink of bankruptcy. Their only hope is Miller Global, a multi-billion dollar conglomerate led by a ruthless CEO known as the "Iron Luna." When Kaelen travels to Manhattan to beg for a bailout, he doesn't find a corporate stranger, he finds the mate he left for dead. ​Sierra is no longer the shivering girl he discarded. She is a powerhouse who holds his pack's survival in her manicured hands. But the shock of her success is nothing compared to the secret hidden in her penthouse: three silver-eyed toddlers with an Alpha’s scent. ​Kaelen is determined to claim his heirs and win back his mate, but Sierra isn't playing by pack rules. She has the money to buy his lands and the power of an ancient, forgotten lineage waking in her blood. As the Northern Alliance moves to kidnap the gifted triplets, Sierra must decide: will she protect the man who broke her, or will she let Silverwood burn to keep her children safe? ​In this game of power, Sierra is no longer the pawn. She’s the Queen. And the Alpha is about to learn that some regrets come with a billion-dollar price tag.

I was diagnosed with Wolf-Soul Decay Syndrome on my birthday, which meant I was on the verge of death. But my older brother, Alaric Sinclair, bought the only tube of Moonviolet serum—a serum capable of saving my life—just so he could give it to my younger adopted sister, Megan Sinclair. He thought I faked my illness in order to attract everyone's attention. Because of that, I stole the serum when no one was looking and took it. That night, Megan drove away from home in tears, only to be met with a fatal car accident that took her life. I was cast out of my childhood home by my parents. Even my fiance, Kenneth Ravenscroft, who once vowed to protect me, hated my guts. Upon returning to my own home, I ended up dying in a fire that broke out. But what I don't expect is that I've traveled back in time to the third day before my demise. During those three days, I've given up on everything. When I mention that I can give away my spot at the marking ceremony, Kenneth praises me for being an understanding fiancee. When I hand over my design company, which is in the top 500 rank, to Megan, my parents are satisfied with me. "You've finally learned how to be selfless, Evie," they say. But Alaric grabs my hand and roars, "Didn't you claim that you'd never give those things away unless you die? Why are you giving them away now?" That's because I'm about to die, dear brother.

Alexander Harris has always been cold and indifferent—a ruthless CEO who values power over love. Haunted by a dark past and unable to bear a woman’s touch, he vowed never to fall for anyone. Until he met Everette Carson. From the moment their paths crossed, Everette challenged everything he believed in. When his grandmother threatened to give 15% of the company’s shares to his estranged father unless he marries, Alexander saw an opportunity. Everette’s fire, defiance, and beauty made her the perfect pawn for a marriage of convenience. Silencing his grandmother and putting Everette in her place? It was supposed to be the perfect plan. But nothing about her was ever simple. The more time he spent with her, the harder it became to keep his walls up. Everette’s warmth began to melt the ice around his heart—awakening memories of a mysterious girl from his past—the only soul who had ever touched his own. When the truth of their first meeting comes to light, Alexander realizes their bond was never coincidence. It was fate. Just as love begins to take root, long-buried secrets resurface. Dangerous enemies rise. And betrayal strikes from within. When Everette finally walked away to protect them both, Alexander broke—his desperation unraveling as he threatened to end his life. “Evie… if you walk away today, you will never have the chance to see me again in this life.” But she didn’t stop walking. The gunshot echoed across the runway. And nothing was ever the same again. Now, with everything on the line, fate brings them back together one last time. Will love be enough to heal what was broken, or are they destined to fall apart… all over again?

My marriage to Dante Moretti, the heir to the Moretti family, was arranged when we were kids. But after my father died, he publicly refused to marry me. Three times. Each time, he used his dead mother as an excuse, and I couldn't argue. The third time, I walked in on him with some starlet on the anniversary of his mother’s death, and I overheard him sneer: “A boring woman like Isabella? Who the hell would want her?” “So desperate to marry me. It’s pathetic.” I looked down at my white wedding dress, turned on my heel, and knocked on his father's door. Later, on the day I moved into the Moretti estate, I ran into Dante. He thought I was there to force his hand and ran his mouth. But he had no idea I was already his new stepmother.

“It's time baby, come home now. You have wandered for too long. “He spoke in a calm tone as if he was coaxing a small kid to give up on her bad habit. My fingers tightly gripped each side of my dress and tears welled up in my eyes. I whipped my head at Adan for protection but my heart stuttered when I witness the look of betrayal on his face. “Please let me explain. “I pleaded in my mind. But he wasn’t looking at me. “What if I don’t let you take her then?” This time Adan spoke and a ray of hope sparkled in my heart. He snickered. “I can see my wife has thoroughly pleased you. Trust me, I don’t want any bloodshed. Give my wife back and I will leave without wagging war.”

I gave Dante Valenti eight years of my life. When I got pregnant by accident, he called off our wedding the night before the ceremony. I rushed to the hotel and found the venue I had spent months decorating transformed into a baptism reception for his illegitimate son. Liliana Moretti wore the reception dress I had chosen. The old Don put a gold chain on her baby and acknowledged him as the heir. Dante had already registered his marriage to her. That day, I made three decisions. I terminated the pregnancy. I booked a one-way ticket out of the country. I swore I would never look back. Months later, he showed up at my door on his knees with a ring. I burned my 800-thousand-dollar wedding gown right in front of him. In the end, he tried to atone with his own death.

Aubrey longed for just one night of pleasure with the Alphas son in bid to get him out of her system and what better day could it be to do so than the night before his wedding? Especially if he was the one that had initiated it. What was meant to be a night of secret pleasure turns into a scandal and ruins Aiden's wedding hereby causing his Coronation to be held on a standstill, to Aiden's dismay. Her claim of having a night with him as the pictures indicated angered him and, fueled with anger Aiden disgraced and slutshames her. In shame and unknowingly pregnant, Audrey is forced to flee her home and leave her life behind. Years later, a knock interrupts the usual banter of her children, only to discover that her presence is needed to cure the land of the pandemic threatening clear the existence of werewolves. Aubrey, now a famous and renowned doctor and married to Hayden, the man that had held her today when she felt like she had no one. They are a little bit too late as she had moved on and wasn't about to let go of the only thing that had kept her normal over the years. The brothers who once betrayed her in their different ways now find themselves at odds - one seeking her forgiveness, and the other hoping to use her for his ends but amidst their differences both of them share a common goal, getting her back by all means. A choice must be made, The Angel, Devil, or the man that had been there for her at her weakest, or why not all? Audrey must decide whether she can let go of the past before it affects everything and everyone around her.