Veronica Lodge Dress Novels & Stories

I came to my father’s funeral in a white dress and a red rose, thinking the worst they’d do was spit on me again. They were celebrating. It wasn’t a funeral. It was Drelia’s coronation party with my father’s corpse in the background. I was ready to leave. Let them have their title, their cameras, their champagne. I’d go back to my law firm and pretend I never had Mende blood. Then the will changed. The family lawyer said two words that shattered everything: “You’re the heiress” Suddenly the bouncers who were dragging me out were bowing to me. Suddenly Drelia and Cade looked like they’d been gutted. Suddenly I had a title, a target on my back, and 30 days before the Council declared me Luna or declared me dead. The pack hates me. My family wants me gone. And the only way to keep my head is to play a game I never wanted to play: politics, blood, and maybe a marriage to the one man who has every reason to watch me burn.

Amara Okoye believed she was living her dream. After three years of love, she was finally ready to marry Daniel—the man she trusted with her heart and her future. But on the morning of her wedding day, her perfect world collapses in the most humiliating way imaginable. The man she loves doesn’t show up at the altar. Instead, he secretly marries her own cousin… and disappears with all her savings. Broken, betrayed, and standing in her wedding dress outside the church, Amara thinks her life is over. Until a mysterious billionaire steps into her path. Alexander Wolfe—cold, powerful, and dangerously handsome—offers her a shocking proposal. “Marry me instead… and I will destroy everyone who betrayed you.” Driven by heartbreak and a thirst for revenge, Amara agrees to a contract marriage with the ruthless billionaire. But what begins as a deal soon ignites a dangerous attraction neither of them expected. Because Alexander Wolfe is hiding secrets of his own. And the truth behind why he chose Amara may ruin her life all over again.

I did three things when I had made a decision to leave Alpha James. The first thing I did was throw all the precious gifts he had given to me. The second thing I did was secretly donate the wooden house he had built for our future and tear up the ceremonial dress that was custom-made for me on our marking day. The third thing I did was go to the Northern Territory to guard our pack, so I cast all ties with the entire pack and disappeared into the tribe. What he didn’t know was that I had quietly planned my departure while he was out hunting and spending countless nights at the Moon River with Doris, his childhood sweetheart. I became the ideal Luna he was hoping for, considerate and tolerant. Later, he lost control and asked me: “Why aren’t you angry? Don’t you love me anymore?” I lowered my head in silence and announced my decision to leave after seeing the ambiguous messages Doris, James's sweetheart, had sent to me.

Madin, 18 years old, is forced to dress up like a girl to go and serve in the palace as a servant. His aunt who he lives with wants to benefit from that since servants in the palace are paid. But when Madin gets there, the Prince is immediately attracted to "her" composure, unlike other girls who try to get his attention. The prince makes "her"_ him-- his servant, and with time, he starts developing feelings for him, not knowing he is a boy. Madin tries to avoid the affection from the Prince but the Prince is already in love, Madin's presence eases his weight of responsibilities... and the dealing of his siblings who are fighting to obtain his future position as the king. ~What happens when the Prince finally finds out that he fell in love with a man, also realising that even if he wants to stay away from Madin-- he cannot because he has come to desire him strongly regardless of Madin's gender. And what will the kingdom's reaction be, including the king and queen? What about his siblings? Will they use that as an opportunity to claim that he doesn't fit to be a ruler, a king.

After my third dive in search of my missing boyfriend, I suffer a miscarriage. When I wake up in the hospital and find out he's still alive, I rip out the IV and drag myself home. But as I approach the house, I overhear Beck Wilder talking to his friends. "Maren had a child with her ex-husband. Who knows if she's really over him? "I can't go through with the wedding without being sure. I'd rather set a trap to see if she'd risk everything for me." Someone hesitates. "What if she finds out you lied? She might get furious and leave you." Beck chuckles confidently. "She's a breeze to manipulate. I'll make her sign the marriage papers and host a lavish wedding. She'll be as meek as a kitten." Two weeks later, I leave the miscarriage report on the wedding dress and walk away. The once-proud heir of the Wilder family is left in tears, scouring every inch of Larkspur in desperate search of his runaway bride.

"Daegal, I–" Prince Daegal placed a finger on Naomi's lips, stopping her protests. "Shh, Do not think, simply feel..." he whispered as he pulled her flush against his chest with his fingers trailing sparks down her spine. "But... Nezetta..." "She's not here." Daegal loosened the strings at her back that held her dress together till they fell to her ankles. And then he claimed her lips in a fiery kiss that made her toes curl. ... Beautiful, smart, and successful, Naomi Walker has it all but the mysterious deaths of her parents haunt her every day. In her search for the truth, she finds herself deep in a twisted version of her favorite fantasy novel after an unfortunate explosion during a blood moon. Reborn in an unfamiliar body with powers she doesn't understand, Naomi seeks to find her way back to her reality but is caught in an intense and complicated love triangle. Also, Naomi must navigate wicked political schemes or risk losing both the world she has come to love and the one she was taken from.

Alpha Liam had no plans in getting a new Luna after his beloved wife was murdered. It was an act of unfaithfulness to his deceased wife. But as the Alpha of the Darkmoon Guardian Pack, he needs to have an heir to continue his legacy. He was against the idea of having a new Luna, but the Lycan King had ordered the Council to choose a bride for Liam. The Council of Claws chose Ember to be the new Luna of the pack. He didn't choose her. Ember was determined to win his heart. He's determined to remain faithful to his dead Luna. But things changed when Liam saw how dedicated Ember was to the pack. She's sweet yet so powerful. She's gentle but so strong. She was the epitome of a perfect Luna, and Liam started to see her in a better light. Liam was ready to finally accept Ember as his wife, especially now that she had his child. But fate had other plans for them. What happened if a woman will claim that she's the real mate of the Alpha? Veronica had Liam wrapped around her fingers the moment they saw each other. Who will Liam choose? Will he choose Ember who had his heir? Or will he choose the woman who claimed to be his lost mate? Lies. Dark secrets. Betrayal. What if Liam had chosen the wrong one? Will there be a chance to claim back his Luna and his child? What if it's too late already? Can Liam take the pain of losing another Luna in his life?

Book Two of the Luminary Quartet Veronica's life was thrown into turmoil with the beginning of the war and the abrupt loss of her parents. One night of bliss was all she had been granted as compensation before her brother’s best friend absconded without a trace the next morning. Yet, the wheels of fate had already been set in motion, forever changing the course of Ronnie’s life as she struggles to rebuild her future in the South on her own. Ryker had been pushed around his whole life, up until that tragic night that he had fled his home without a backward glance and somehow found himself in the middle of the Northern Province with no recollection of how he had arrived there. Still reeling from the loss, only the effervescent emerald eyes-of who he learned much later was his mate-was able to break him out of the haze that had taken hold. One night was all he got before she became just another ghost that haunted him from his past, but all bets are off now that Ryker is finally returning home to reclaim his rightful role. Tension mounts as secrets are spilled and the elders treachery is further exposed in this riveting sequel to 'Mated to the Alpha of the North.' *Note: While the main characters all receive their HEA in each individual story, I would not recommend reading them out of order due to the overarching storyline that continues throughout them all. ****Warning**** This book is intended for adults 18+ only. There is mature scenes and adult language included. Please read at your own discretion.

"You don't probably think he would be the right one for me do you?" I said still pretending even though inside I had fallen in love with him. "He is definitely the one, and the good news is that I have spoken to him about it and he is openly obliged to do it because he promises that he won't be like the others," Viola said. At this point, I was very nervous. "You mean that he likes me?" I felt dazzled, as I dropped the pen in my hands unintentionally. "Yes, and he dares you to try him out," Viola smiled. I was almost short of words. "He had some guts," I muttered to myself. "Alright then, till I see what he can do," I said. Book One and Book Two. Veronica Hargreaves, a young business tycoon, very rich Ceo whose company deals with textiles isn't ready yet for marriage because she hasn't found the right one, which makes her situation an enigmatic one, not until she meets Jake Benson and falls madly for him, unlike her other playboys whom she eventually gets tired of eventually. She faces opposition from Lincoln Xavier who her Dad recommended to her because of his impatience for her to get married. Lincoln is also a wild ruthless man who forces himself on her. Does she overcome the odds and settle with Jake whom she loves and finally get married?

During the eight years I spent by Alpha David’s side, I also raised the pup he had with my late sister. At his birthday banquet, I accidentally wore one of her old dresses. Eight-year-old Dorian grabbed a pot of freshly brewed coffee and poured it over me— right in front of the maids. The scalding liquid burned my skin, and when I looked up, I saw the same cold disgust in his eyes that I’d seen so many times in his father’s. “How dare you wear my mother’s dress?” he sneered. “You’ll never replace her. You killed her with that wicked heart of yours!” The coffee seared more than my flesh. It burned straight through my heart. I looked at the child I’d raised for eight long years. I didn’t feel angry. I didn’t even feel sad. Only a quiet kind of exhaustion. “Don’t worry,” I whispered. “I’ll leave tomorrow.”