My Dress-up Darling New Chapter Novels & Stories

Hello lovely reader, enjoy Friday came slower than anticipated, I was so giddy, I had finished my book and had read about the author, there was a picture of author Charlie Billington at the back of the book, and I was excited, not only to meet him, but to meet other people. I got ready for the party at my own house, in the mortal world, I wore a long green dress, at the front it came just under my knees but the back was longer and came to my ankles there was a diamond filled button on the chest area, it was sleeveless and made of silk. I wore silver two inch heel shoes with open toes. Once ready I blinked to Damon's house, he was in the bedroom, when I entered he was sorting out his bow tie

Darlings POV. This has to be some kind of joke. The dress that the fae prince sent over is a long silky fabric red In Color that has a slit all the way to my hip on one side the back is completely exposed and my breast will fall out if I bend over. But it is beautiful and it hugs my body like a glove. If I didn’t feel so much like whore that’s used and damaged I would have said I looked beautiful, sexy even but not the way this has come to me, not with all the crazy thoughts running through my mind. I put mascara on and some lip gloss and a little blush. My hair is naturally wavy so I’m just leaving it down. I know my dad is up to something and this is all some kind of joke or master plan I

"Darling, every dress you wear doesn't just cause traffic. It causes earthquakes." My mouth twitched. Almost a smile. "Tomorrow evening." "Tomorrow—that's impos—" "You've done impossible before." Silence. Then he laughed. "What's the occasion?" "Revenge." Longer silence. "Say no more. I'll have something ready." Next evening. My penthouse. The dress hung on the rack. Wine-red. Deep. Dark. Like blood that's been sitting. It clung everywhere. Dipped low in front. Slit up the thigh—almost to my hip.

On its surface, a dazzling array of accessories awaited: sparkling tiaras, delicate necklaces, and colorful hair clips shaped like butterflies and unicorns. "Wow, Chloe," I breathed, feeling an involuntary smile spread across my face. "This is amazing! It's like your own little princess palace." Chloe twirled excitedly, her eyes shining with pride. "This is my dress-up closet! Daddy says I get to be whoever I want to be in here." She ran to the shelves, her tiny fingers trailing over the colorful fabric. "Look, Amelia! This is my favorite dress. It's Cinderella's ball gown!"

“See? I always knew Draven had your best interests at heart. You’re a star now, my dear.” Heat rose to my cheeks. “Please, Mum,” I murmured, the corners of my lips lifting in spite of myself. She clapped her hands once, excitement bubbling. “Go on, get dressed! We can't be late for your account upgrade.” I trudged to my room, the walls still humming with the echo of our success. Clothes were scattered across the bed in a flurry of indecision: denim, cotton, sequins. Everything seemed to fit right today, as if even my wardrobe knew I was stepping into a new chapter.

The bruises had faded more than they should have. Today was my birthday. The one day I used to dream would mean freedom or at least something close to it. Downstairs, the pack would be setting up the hall for the evening celebration… Alpha Malrick’s command, not mine. The younger wolves would laugh, dance, drink. And me? I’d be invisible again, unless someone needed a servant. Still, my gaze fell to the pillow hiding the red dress. I remembered the reservation at Nana’s as my hand hovered around the red dress for a long time before I pulled it out. The fabric glowed in the light. I traced its seams and whispered to myself,

The main event was happening soon. I finally got into the main room. That was some strong courage I displayed there. Hehe. I opened the locker that had my name boldly written on it. Lyra Daxton, I would be getting my mate today—someone who is likely to change my life, someone who would protect me from the bullying and humiliation, someone who would take me away from here and put away my misery. My knight in shining armor. I wish my parents were here to see this. I put on the black dress as I admired the quality of the fabric. It showed it was a very high-quality dress, thick with glitter at the front.

The lights suddenly flicker on I jumped up I looked over to see Xander standing there He smiled at me “Good morning miss Olivia,” he said with a small smile “Hey,” I mumbled quietly. He was holding a red dress it was pretty and expensive. It is a fancy dress with black lace and glitter everywhere “What is this for?” I asked curiously. Xander walked slowly towards me, He put the dress down on my lap "This is for the party by 4 today, Xander said I nodded, but I still had a confused look plastered across my face “Ok,” I said awkwardly, I got up from my bed and put the dress back in the closet.

Ana's POV: The day that I couldn't wait for has arrived. In case you don't know, it's Homecoming! I take my exquisite dress out and the pair of devil heels that Alex gifted me. If you saw me right now, you would have heard me squealing for sure. I change into my dress and take the heels downstairs to aunt's room with me and seat myself at her 'GLAM STATION', also called as dressing area by normal people, except aunt Sara. I free my hair from the ponytail and wait for aunt Sara to return with her products. Just like that, aunt Sara returns with the curling rod and her makeup products.

Haven't I always waited for my wedding day. Then why I am looking so unhappy today. I have always wanted to marry a beautiful guy who would love me unconditionally. But not this. I have never wanted a forced wedding. The dress is so beautiful that it makes me wonder if I am even worthy of this. This is the dress any girl would die to wear on her wedding. *Dress shown in Chapter 4* The door opens and in comes maid to escort me to the devil. I once again look for a chance or a way to escape but find nothing.