Novel & Cerita My Dress-up Darling New Chapter

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 54 -ELAINE- I clocked out early from work and prepared for my date with meticulous care. I chose the red dress that previously garnered attention at that party hosted by Duncan for the kids. I made the conscious choice to wear it again, this time for him. The hue always carried a connotation of danger, but it felt fitting for the evening. The little red dress accentuated my curves in a way that was provocative, yet not overtly. Just enough to render Duncan momentarily speechless upon seeing me, precisely the effect I desired.

But in truth, I just hadn’t felt like seeing a bunch of old classmates pretending to still be friends while silently comparing lives. Still… something about this year felt different. I sat down with my steaming plate of mac and cheese and continued scrolling through the group chat as the banter carried on. Names I hadn’t thought about in years filled the thread—some familiar, some now strangers. I didn’t realize I had zoned out until the cheese started going cold. ********************** It was the D-day. The dress I ordered had just arrived—a cherry red evening gown with a tasteful slit running up one thigh. Elegant and bold, the kind of dress that made a statement without saying a word. I h

CHAPTER 34 HAZEL'S POV; I was so happy when I saw the dress that Xavier got for me. It was a really beautiful dress, an ivory colored gown that had a mesh arm and a plunging neckline. I smiled. What ideas were in Xavier's head when he picked this dress for me? That night, I had been in a bad mood but once I opened the parcel and saw a dress and shows sitting beautifully in the box, I felt so elated. It was late at night so I couldn't go out of my room to thank him for the dress.

I was actually about to become Leo’s Luna… my heart thumps as the two women lead me away, my stomach a flurry of excitement and happiness. I can’t wait until tonight. A/N: I hope you enjoyed this super long chapter. I most likely won't be posting a chapter tomorrow, however I have been working on the visual aesthetics for everyone’s clothing and I’ve decided, to make up for missing a day I’ll post these on my readers group on F B, Moonlight Muse’s Book Club Angels tomorrow! So you get to see who wears what, and there may or may not be a little hint on something hidden in one of those character aesthetics... Hehe.

Chapter 1: I Lose My Virginity to a Charming Stranger on Halloween Night The wig is ridiculous — cheap black hair that keeps sticking to my lip gloss — but the lace mask gives me courage. My short crimson dress is pure sin: low-cut, tight, the kind of thing the old me would never wear. But the old me buried her mother three weeks ago. Tonight I’m done being the quiet, grieving 22-year-old. Tonight I want to feel something other than empty.

Setting the picture down I look at my old bed and see something I never expected in my room. A beautiful white short strapless dress with a black belt around the center. The bottom was like a tutu and ruffled out while the top had a slight heart shape to it. A small note laying on top of it. I slowly pick up the note and read it. 'Dear little Zara, I know today is your birthday. I would like you to wear this dress for your party. You will look ravishing my darling.' Who could it be? Is it someone in the pack house? I don't think my mom would give me anything and I don't have any other friends or family in this pack other then my mothers beloved son.

She leaned down to look at Beatrice and said, “You can’t say that you’re older, so she should let you have it. That’s impolite.” Beatrice lowered her head and pouted. Barbara looked at Deedee, “Do you like this dress too?” Deedee cautiously nodded. Barbara smiled and asked the shopkeeper over. “Do you have another one of this dress?” The dress was inspired by the ‘Little Red Riding Hood’ costume. It was a popular item and sold out in Bassburgh. This was the last one they had. Barbara sighed and touched Beatrice’s head. “Bea, I’ll bring you somewhere else to find prettier dresses. We don’t have to take this one.”

“Nothing is going to happen to August. Matilda and I are the only ones who know the truth, and we’ll take this secret to the grave. Honestly, Tristan may be a storm in a tuxedo, but he’s not worth the salt in your tears, if you know what I mean. And as for the old man… well, one day he’ll find out what happens when you mess with a woman who designs her own destiny.” She pulled me into a quick, firm hug, and I smelled new fabric and genuine strength. For a moment, I was just Aurora, the scholarship girl who became the only true friend of the most authentic heiress money had ever bought. “Now, enough sadness,” she announced, jumping to her feet. “You’re going to have another coffee, you’re goi

He slowly stalked towards me, his eyes fixed on my cowering form. "Put this on," He said, throwing some clothes on the bed before leaving the room again. It was a dress, a girl's dress, Reilly growled at the thought of whose dress it was. But that's none of my business, so I quickly threw it on, happy at finally having some coverage after so long, The dress was white with frills and deep blue flower patterns, so pretty, much prettier than the grey uniform of the orphanage. I wiped my tears off and sat there waiting in silence not knowing what would happen next.

G_ at chimdi_jane_samuel or the physical representation of the girls' dresses, I posted it already and let me know which is your favorite. **As promised I'll be posting two chapters today so make sure you stay around for the next one. What do you think of this chapter and which dress is your favorite? Are you excited to see Alora's? Let me know in the comments, see you very soon. Jane♥️