Veronica Lodge Dress Novels & Stories

She switched her surfboard from her right hand to her left and then extended her right hand to me for a hand shake “Hey” I replied, taking her hand. I was surprised by how quickly she noticed me and came over. “I'm Veronica” “Nice to meet you, Veronica” she smiled widely. “You seem to be very absorbed in watching me, do you surf?” I let out a light nervous laugh. Was this how fast people made conversation with others here? “No. Oh no. I’m not a surfer. I'm more of a beach towel, sunscreen type of girl. I just love the way you moved in the water. It was fascinating”

Vespera waited for a moment, amused. "What do you think?" She asked and turned once in a small rotation. "Be honest." He wasn't looking at the gown anymore. Instead, he was looking at her face, specifically at her eyes, clearly nor understanding what he was experiencing. The gown she was wearing looked exactly like the ones Lorna wore in the picture he stared at last night. Did she just happen to have this? But then, it wasn't a limited edition. Anyone could have it. "You're scaring me. You haven't said anything." Vespera called out. "Now I'm worried that this isn't good enough for the event."

She ran into the bathroom to take a quick shower. When she was done, she finally opened her suitcase. 'Damn Minka,' Veronica thought, as she rummaged through all of the short, tight designer clothes Minka had picked out for her. Nothing in her bag even remotely looked comfortable. But at least she had packed her Converse for her. She put on a cute shirt and skirt, and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. Veronica walked downstairs, to find Jimmy and Marianna sitting at the kitchen table laughing and sipping coffee.

Madison said, pulling out her crystal dress and holding it up against herself in the mirror, "do you think this is too much? Like, will it distract from my face?" "Your face will be fine," Veronica said dismissively, examining her own red number. "I'm more worried about this slit. Do you think it's too high? I don't want to look desperate." "You're literally showing everything but your internal organs," Cassie pointed out. "So... just right then," Veronica decided. Nicole had pulled out an elegant emerald green gown and was inspecting it critically. "Madison, come zip me up. I need to make sure the alterations are correct."

Two assistants hovered behind her, struggling to hold up the elaborate train of her dress. Rebecca’s eyes narrowed. Whether intentional or not, the way Veronica’s gown plunged dangerously low made it look like her chest was seconds away from spilling out. It was a sight that seemed deliberately provocative, and judging by the whispers and side-eyes from the models, she wasn’t the only one who noticed. Typical Veronica, Rebecca thought, her lips pressing into a thin line. Always making a spectacle of herself. One model leaned toward another, whispering loud enough for Rebecca to catch snippets.

Finally, I put on a silver lapel pin adorned with the royal emblem. Meanwhile, Veronica emerged from her dressing room in a stunning floor-length gown that complemented her radiant beauty. The dress was an exquisite blend of deep purple and silver, adorned with intricate lace and beading. The neckline gracefully framed her collarbone, and the gown hugged her figure, accentuating her growing baby bump in the most enchanting way. Her hair went down her shoulders in soft curls, and she wore a delicate silver tiara, adding a touch of royalty to her appearance. She completed her look with a silver necklace that matched the locket I had given her earlier.

“That’s it. He will only see you tonight.” She laced her arm through mine, and we sped off to my dressing room. Racks of silk gowns touched walls alongside jewel-studded boxes and sparkling high heel shelves. Veronica began searching through one of the racks as she guided me into a seat on a velvet stool. She presented me with a sleek black velvet dress, heavily embroidered in deep red that almost mimicked moonlight roses. The dress neckline dipped too low and its leg slit extended high enough to expose most of my thigh. I exhaled softly. “It’s… perfect.”

Veronica grinned before unzipping the garment bag. She paused at the sight. The dress inside was stunning. Deep burgundy silk caught the warm bedroom light as she lifted it carefully from the bag. Elegant without appearing delicate. Structured through the waist before falling into smooth lines that looked almost liquid beneath her hands. Maya stared openly. “Oh my.” Veronica exhaled softly. Rick had clearly ignored every attempt she made to minimise her appearance at tomorrow’s event. A smaller box rested near the bottom of the bag. Inside were understated diamond earrings.

Because he was the Lord of ROXFLOOD kingdom, nobody questioned his decision and Veronica too complied immediately. Veronica had already choose an off chocolate colored flared gown that reached up to her ankles, revealing her white skin underneath. The dress was off shoulders from one side while had a long sleeve touching her palm over the other. She had paired a set of pep toes; dark chocolate colored to match with the dress and let her hair tied in a messy bun. The whole set of golden hairs complemented her look even more. But it had been two hours since the poor girl was ready, while her friend Calista was still bewildered about what to wear and what not. “I am tired. I can’t choose anythi

"Yo, long time no see, busy bee," A familiar, infuriating female voice called from behind. Winnie's scalp tingled. Just as she feared, trouble had arrived. Veronica—how did she always know exactly where Winnie would be? Like a dog on her scent, she appeared at the perfect moment. Veronica also wore a cocktail dress—a pale blue strapless mini, paired with minimal jewelry and a rhinestone clutch. The outfit was just her usual style, slightly more formal than everyday wear. Compared to Winnie's grand ensemble, it looked a touch underwhelming.