Dress-up Darling Chapter Novels & Stories

“Sleep now, Principessa. Tomorrow we plan the dress.” END OF CHAPTER 28

Standing there in my plain, slightly wrinkled house clothes, I felt like a total bum. "I’ll handle this," Darian said, his voice tight. He didn't wait for a response before heading downstairs. I decided I wasn't going to meet what looks like a royal delegation looking like I’d just rolled out of bed. I took a quick, cold shower to sharpen my senses and went to my wardrobe. I made a mental note to go to the library later to check on that book that disappeared though he can't remember the name the Elders had called it. I finally settled on a peach, slightly off-the-shoulder gown that hit just at the knee. It complimented my brown eyes and struck a balance between casual and professional. It fe

Chapter 7 “This is boring,” Darius murmured beside me. When we got off the old truck, we immediately saw the guests inside the hall, dressed in formal attire and formal attire. We were just going to the party that wasn’t wearing any formal attire but there was no case for us, they gave us an invitation and it was a shame if we didn't go. Mrs. Marcos scolded again his son Darius to stop. I was only wearing a gray long sleeve dress with a length down to my knee and white snickers. Before we entered I showed the guard that guarding the gate the invitation card that Reginald had given me earlier.

After an hour, the garden elf was transformed into a pink princess. "What about my flowers?" Hailey pouted, eyeing her empty vase. "I'll fetch them while you are with Miss Pepple. When you return, your room will have flowers." Hailey assumed her character; in her past life, she had been a successful novelist and remembered wearing suits for book conferences and signings. She wasn't new to a life of luxury, but this time around, she wanted to enjoy herself more than she had in her previous life. Miss Pepple sat in the visitors' sitting room, her nude purse on her lap. She was an attractive woman, undoubtedly, and she also favored a suit—hers was a spicy red one that matched the rosy lipstick

Gently, Serena placed the gun on the bed, next to the mysterious box. Her fingers barely trembled as she began to untie the red bow, the anticipation building up inside her like a ticking time bomb. The bow came undone, revealing a layer of white parchment paper wrapped around the contents, adorned with the elegant imprints of Zara —the brand. She carefully removed the paper, her eyes widening as the dress came into view. The vibrant cherry-red color seemed to leap out at her, drawing her in like a siren's call. The fabric felt luxurious to the touch, and she couldn't help but run her fingers over the intricate patterns, her senses tingling with pleasure.

After a pointing look from her, he groaned, and reluctantly agreed, “Yes dear, we will consider this matter settled, but what about your dress?” She could not walk around in a stained dress. Even if it was a part of her plan he promised to give her the respect she was due, taking on a note like this. Scarlett looked down at her stained dress and back up at him a sad look painted across her delicate features. He gave her a teasing smile and gently pinched her nose before telling her, “It was supposed to be a surprise for after the Gala, but I have a gift waiting for you in my private room, follow me.”

Now it was the complete opposite where she would be treated like a princess which she wasn't used to. "Ah...I will quickly take my bath and come out for breakfast. You can go." Darling said with a smile to notice the way the maid stared at her. It seems they weren't used to their superior smiling or being polite with them. The maid bowed before leaving. Darling stood up and went into the exquisite bathroom. It was spacious and bigger than the one she used back at Stanley's house. And this bathroom looks sparkly and spotless. Quickly taking her shower, Darling got dressed in a pair of denim long jeans and a crop top to pair it with a denim matching jacket. Her hair was combed where the curls

“…Laya?” - Darling? she asked incredulously. - You don't like this kind of treatment? Okay, let it be "darling". Of course, I'm not averse, but the bottom is still the press. “Yes, what is he talking about?” She followed Andras' gaze and gasped. How did she not immediately visit the thought that the dress could be ruined? Wrapping her arms around herself, the witch turned her back to the demon: - I need clothes! she screamed out loudly.

Pop my cherry Daddy! Chapter 11. Author’s Pov. Clad in a red waist-snatching dress, I walked elegantly down the stairs with my messy waves dangling down with me. I had decided to invite my friends Denica and Johnson to join me in this party as I struggled my way through making Ignazio jealous if he tried to ditch me like he always does. I do not know what this feeling was but it was driving me crazy and I needed to do something about it.

Jill’s POV I left the dining room and went up to my dads old office to grab his cash card. I was not going to spend my money when I could spend his. As we were leaving I spotted the boys in Chad’s car. I wonder where they were going. I felt a pang in my heart, I hope that they were just going for a bit and would be here when we returned. I hated how much I was starting to enjoy having Chad around. We arrived in town and Victoria pulled up outside an upmarket dress shop. It was the kind of place I had never been in to before. Mainly because I could not ever afford anything that they sold, even if it was on clearance. I climbed out of the car and looked in the window. I instantly saw the dress