My Dress Up Darling Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It wasn’t love, not yet, but it was close enough to scare me. “What do you think about this?” Darcy asked, dragging me back to reality. I glanced up to see her holding up a short red dress that looked like it belonged on a runway and raised an eyebrow “That’s way too tight, Darcy. I am visiting your father, not auditioning for a music video.” Darcy laughed. “Fine, fine,” she mumbled, putting the dress back and diving into her closet again. “You’re no fun.” I rolled my eyes, watching her rummage through hangers like she was on a treasure hunt.

I've been pregnant for six months, but my Alpha mate, William, has delayed our mating ceremony 29 times. He's waiting for his adopted sister, Rita, to find a mate so they can have a "two-couple mating ceremony." The 30th time I altered the waist of my beloved mating ceremony dress, the bridal shop assistant looked embarrassed, "Miss, this dress really can't be widened anymore. How about you choose another one?" Disappointment rose in my throat like bile. I called William, asking when the ceremony would finally happen.

I made sure to eat every last crumb on the plate. Then, I returned to my room and opened the closet with my foot. A light blue dress with delicate embroidery on the front hung at the very back. Adrian had bought me that dress with his first paycheck, saying, "I'm sure you'll look like a princess in this dress, Ally." That felt like a lifetime ago. I took longer than usual, using my feet and my teeth, to clumsily put the dress on. The zipper was at the back. I couldn't reach it, so I had to let it hang open.

Vero’s voice seemed not to come from her. Fear creeps up on her and she remembered the threat Lev gave her yesterday. She would die if she didn’t go with him to the summer festival. Did he intend to take the oath from her? “It wasn’t for me to decide that,” Jia replied. The door behind the counter opened, and Gina came out carrying a stack of dark dresses. “I found a lot of pretty dresses for you, Verona,” she said, with twinkling eyes. “You will definitely charm all the boys in Duradel if you wear it.”

Then Chelly joined in. I can’t figure out why they’re so pressed. That’s not Darling. I’ve known her for years. If there was even a small part of me that thought she could pull off an outfit like that, our sex life wouldn’t have been as bland as it was. Darling is a shy, hoodie-wearing girl who’s probably mourning the loss of our relationship. Not wearing slutty clothes and posting them. These guys are worrying about nothing. Besides, even if that is her— which I strongly doubt it is— why should I be worried about it?

Faking that the heat is from her touch, not her groom’s hand next to my dress, so dangerously close to my body. “You look just as gorgeous.” I grin and peck her as well. “Come on, we’ll be late.” She merrily grabs my hand and pulls me along. Then she reaches for Lara who’s talking to her man. Cheerful, she drags us with her. “You guys need to see my dress in real life. His mum single-handedly chose it and…” she chants, in her princess era. Such a happy soul doesn't deserve this, Berry. I scold myself.

Mila asked. Elora looked sad for a moment, and it didn’t skip my attention that Darian had barely been home. We had been here only a day, so maybe he was just busy at work. But he was late for dinner yesterday as well, and he was out the door before breakfast even started. "No, we can go. What kind of dress are you looking for?" "A princess dress," Mila replied, and I scoffed without thinking. "What?!" Mila growled at me.

My entire life has been formal events or things my mom took me to. “A little black dress … I don’t know. Something you would wear for a date night with me if you were trying to seduce me.” I catch the hint of humor in his tone. The jest returning because Dane can’t go two minutes without some form of teasing me. “Are you using an outfit to dress me up for some weird male fantasy?”

Seeing the confused look on her face, he quickly added, "I mean, we could but not right now, not with your ankle and not with that dress. You are going to hurt yourself, Darling." "No, Dee, I do not really want to go to the club. It is just that—" she paused to look down at the dress, a small frown emerged on her forehead. "There is something about this dress. I can not say what it was but I feel that something happened the last time I wore this dress." When her best friend did not immediately answer her, she let out a nervous giggle and said, "I know you must think that I am crazy because I do not usually wear a red dress let alone something with this hem and a side slit this high." She loo

Either that or it was quite simply the gateway to my descent into the loving arms of insanity. Either way, I needed to get rid of that dress. It was a red dress that Vivanna had adored entirely, wearing it only once in her short life. The dress had been an engagement gift that Vivanna had cherished, so much so, that she had planned to wear it when the Prince finally called her to his side because of course, she had believed that it was only a matter of time before he did. Still, he never did, so the only time she had worn it, was when she had been trying to compete with Daisy on who Kassian had loved most, but for heaven sakes, everyone knew how that turned out.