My Dress Up Darling Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Hi! It's me, An from the party. I would like to meet you." "Hey! An, I am glad you called. Come tomorrow morning, I will wait for you." So desperate. Was he already tired of Ruby? "Meet you soon," I seductively said while cringing inside. I slept peacefully that night, the dreams of being kissed by the Alpha King swirled through my mind. Next morning I grabbed coffee and opened my closet to choose suitable clothes. I extracted a few dresses and settled on a sapphire short dress with a maximum cleavage and a pair of matching sandals. My body had become more curvier with time and the dress fitted perfectly.

My name was written on it in Ryder’s handwriting. Inside? A dress. Not just any dress, but one of those simple yet stunning ones that looked like it belonged in a movie. Alongside it was a little note that said: Wear this for our movie date. Don’t be late. I swear my heart did a whole Olympic gymnastics routine in my chest. Mila screamed so loud the RA probably thought we were being murdered. “Skylar, he’s obsessed with you. Do you understand what this means?” “It means I’m actually loving this fake dating thing,” I admitted, staring at the dress like it was proof the universe was playing some kind of trick on me.

Clary hung up the phone with a sigh, wishing Damon was there with her. She smiled down at Hennessey when she grabbed at her chin with her tiny hand, burying her face in her neck and pretending to maul her. Her little screams of delight had her laughing. "Time to get you and your brothers ready, my sweet angel," she said, smothering her in kisses before she put her back down in her crib, between those of the boys. She clicked his fingers, dressing her in her gold and bronze Givenchy bridesmaid dress and the boys in their tiny Givenchy tuxedo's.

I type: “He invited me to Casa Da Varano.” The reply is instant. “Good. Stay close. Don’t get distracted.” Too late. I toss the phone onto the couch and walk to the bathroom. The dress from tonight is still hanging on the door. Black. Elegant. Dangerous. I run my fingers over the fabric. It felt like armor when I put it on. Now it feels like a costume. Because the girl who wore it wasn’t just pretending. She laughed. She flirted. She danced. She wanted him. And I don’t know how to kill someone when I want them this badly.

"I'm happy you agreed to it." "I hate the guy, Damien. I've heard about him." "He seems nice." "Oh, really?" I could sense a hint of jealousy in his tone. "What? It’s just a compliment," I laughed. "At least they mean no harm." "For now." "Cheer up, darling." I pecked his cheek and walked towards the gown the tailor had just brought in. It was beautiful, probably the most beautiful I've ever seen. "You like it?" "I love it," I said, picking up the dress and admiring it. It was a light blue, long dress with a slit and a tail. Damn, I feel like Cinderella now.

So, yes, I will gladly be his Luna, knowing, if I asked him to, he would give up his Alpha title for me. I smile as I look at myself in the mirror, standing beside my sisters. I’m in a floor-length black dress, with a single sleeve, and a slit that goes up to my mid-thigh. What I love most about this dress is the shimmery detail all over the dress. I decided to keep my hair down in loose waves, and simple black heels to finish the finish the look. I’ve never been a big fan of dressing up, but I’m confident Darius will approve.

“Exactly. And let’s not even talk about the way you’ve been sneaking glances at your phone like a teenager waiting for a crush to text back.” My face heated. “I have not.” “You so have.” She leaned closer, lowering her voice, playful and dangerous. “So here’s what we’re gonna do. You, my darling, are going to put on that black dress that makes men forget their own names. You’re going to let him see what he’s missing. And maybe, just maybe, you’ll let yourself have a break. A dinner. A laugh. A…” she smirked, “…quickie.” “Allison!” I gasped, scandalized.

Black is kind of his brand. The dress stops mid thigh. A bit shorter than I would have gone with but it was super cute and not figure hugging. “How do you wear a free down and your body still looks that hot?!” Daciana, the ever dramatic person I’ve come to know her to be, placed her hand on her chest like she is having a heart attack. “I would so steal you from Xander and I’m not even into girls. But for you, I’ll change.” I shake my head and tell her she is lying to me. She gave me the most offensive look when I said that.

As long as I have Rowan on my side, I didn’t need to be afraid of anyone, not even Dominic. We made love again and when we were done, I was super hungry. We went into his bathroom together and showered as a couple. We were laughing and teasing each other like lovers who have known each other for years. It was a blissful feeling. I dressed in one of the outfits Gina gave me. It was an off-shoulder teal dress that made me look truly regal. “I’ll have my mother’s dressmaker come around in the evening to fit you for new dresses,” he said. “I want you to look like the Luna of the Highland Pack in every way.”

Darius raised his finger to the man as he ended the call he was on. “After I escort his highness and finish your marriage you and I need to have a serious discussion but for now I must speak with both brothers,” he told me abruptly. Nodding I agreed and the pair exited my room. Turning to my mom I raised my brow. “I need something nice to wear,” I said with a touch of panic lilting my voice. Lily came toward me carrying an eggshell-colored lace sundress and asked me and my mom if it would work. Lifting it into the air with her hands I smiled at the servant and nodded.