Veronica Sawyer Heathers Costume Novels & Stories

Her hair, normally a waterfall of brown, was pulled back in a sleek low ponytail, emphasizing the clean lines of her silver makeup and the glint of the chandelier earrings dangling from her ears. A nervous flitting butterfly took up residence in her stomach. It had been a long time since she'd dressed up and gone out like this, especially after the whirlwind of emotions surrounding Sebastian and Alexander. But tonight was for Veronica, and the promise of friendship's solace was a balm to her soul.

From time to time, she had done some part-time full-figured lingerie modeling, of which Chloe was secretly jealous. Veronica was wearing white bunny ears in her messy, wavy, just past shoulder-length red hair, and from where Chloe stood, it looked as though she had on whiskers and a rabbit nose. She wore a white suit vest, and a white garter belt held up white thigh stockings. Veronica also had on no panties. Somehow she had a big fluffy white bunny tail coming out of her heart-shaped ass. Chloe wasn't sure that she wanted to know how that got there.

With her gaze still on him, she said, “No, I don’t. I confirmed it today. Actually, I fell for another man.” But the words never left her lips. “We have to leave now if we are to make it in time for your parents’ house.” She said facing the road again. Lawrence nodded even though she knew Veronica wasn’t looking at him again, even though he couldn’t hear what he wished to hear. He inhaled slowly before he ignited the car and hit the road. When they got back home, they prepared for the party. Veronica wore a floor-length red dress. So perfectly, the dress clung to her skin.

But just let him try to make something of it, Veronica decided fiercely as, having had her shower, she changed into a long silky black jersey dress, brushing her hair and quickly re-doing her make-up before checking the time. Almost eight-thirty. Taking a deep breath, she checked her appearance in the mirror and then, holding her head high, headed for the bedroom door. Her jersey dress, plain black and unadorned, might not reveal the fact that it had cost her the best part of a month’s wages and carried the label of one of New York’s top designers, but it was showing her every delicious curve… No space for imagination. The way Sasha looked when Veronica saw him waiting for her at the bottom

‘I’m just an ordinary werewolf, so I have no right to say no to them… ‘It’s just a dress, so what could I possibly do if Kasey wants it and Daniel’s helping her take it away?’ Heather mockingly laughed at herself and followed the staff members, returning to the dressing room. When Jeremi saw his mother returning, he immediately jumped out of his chair. “Has Grandma seen it yet?” Heather smiled and lied, “She has, but… She says that this dress doesn’t suit me. I’m going to change into another piece.”

"Casey, come in! What are you doing here?" Heather is dressed simply in a white sweater and black pants. Her hair is messily piled on top of her head and she looks like she has not stopped working all day. Casey has never seen a more beautiful sight. He mentally shakes himself to stay focused on the reason he came to see her.

she jokes but follows me. *** We left the work early to get dressed for the party. I put on a black tuxedo with a white bottom up shirt, made sure to pack the gift and waited downstairs for V to arrive, checking my phone to see if everything is set up and ready for us. When Veronica appears on the stairs I almost dropped my phone. She is wearing a midnight blue , sparkling dress that complements her every curve , a leather jacket and black boots, her hair is curled and glitters, making her apear like an angel floating down the stairs.

I down the remainer of my drink and nod, "anything else you'd like to say to your future Alpha?" I swipe my hand down my face, when I hear footsteps in the distance, I stand and look up, Veronica is starting to walk down the stairs, she's gorgeous, in a red halter top dress, flowing down her body, hugging her curves, she looks like a goddess in that dress. I tilt my head as I see her hair, is up in some kind of honeycomb sweep, as her face gets closer I immediately put on a stoic mask, who the fuck did this make up, she doesn't even look like herself. "Bastien, what's wrong?" her voice cracks.

I cast my gaze down to Elaine’s figure, which I unconsciously pulled close when I attempted to kill the monster. To my surprise, the dull violet of her eyes changed into a vibrant color. With the dimming of the sun that further enhances her pale skin, the blood—which slowly faded away from her cheeks—almost justifies the ethereal persone which she holds. “Heat-…” I pursed my lips before I could finish uttering such words. But what word will better describe her presence? What word is better to describe her unworldly beauty other than Heather?

“This isn’t an event for your boobs to be busting out of the seam. Keep it classy.” I had to hold back my smile as I watched them roll their eyes at her. Callie was sitting beside me, watching the show unfold as much as I was. We watched as they grabbed different dresses, tried them on and then took them right back off. I was pretty sure Luna June was going to murder one of these girls if they didn’t find a way to put their cleavage or asses away. In the end, they each decided on completely different styles. Veronica had on a halter top that completely covered her chest. It was silk and lay perfectly over her body. The deep blue enhanced all her features.