Aesthetic Royale High Outfits Novels & Stories

In the Master Suite - One Hour Later The dress Alex had picked for Zara was really white. It wasn't the flowing, ethereal silk dress of the gala night. This one was structured, looked more like royalty. It was a sheath of heavy, ivory crepe that hugged her body like an armor. It had long sleeves, a high neck, and a slit up the leg that allowed for movement. It was elegant, modern, and undeniably regal, just perfect for a Queen.

A crime. The fabric itself looks like it cannot contain her. I didn’t know humans could be attractive in form like this. I shut my eyes until minutes later when Ozaiah speaks. "Your majesty?" I open them and there she stands Akemi—clothed in a pastel pink garment we call Moon robe. It is gorgeous, it does nothing to conceal the beauty of her Aphrodite body. It drapes over her like a veil over a feat, the kind of sinful curves that makes my teeth ache. A shame.

She was dazzling in like a morning star. “Why didn't you tell me about the royalties of your colors?” Reina asked. Aubrey's dress was a combination of gold and yellow. Both The colors radiated the color of her skin. It was an off shoulder dress with an asymmetrical neckline design that perfected her body size and shape. Her hair tied in a tight ponytail and two strands of hair left to hang in her face. Her lips had a colorless shiny lip bum. She accompanied it with flat closed doll shoes. “If you won't be voted the best dressed lady of PROM then I wonder who will be the best, how she will be dressed to beat you to it. You look spectacular Aubrey and just before I forgot happy birthday best f

There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here. In London, I'll be Logan Christian. I don't want to stand out in the crowd so I decided to just befriend a nerdy, lonely and weird girl named Amanda Estelle. I heard that she's actually the granddaughter of Elliot Estelle, one of the richest men in England but I don't really care. She's not as weird as I thought she would be, she's just building a wall with other people.

“Helen, you could wear battle armor and Julian would still feel something. That omega just makes it harder for him to look away.” I grin at her reflection. “That’s the point.” The boutique is one of the finest in the capital—tailored to royals, nobles, and the occasional spoiled Luna-in-waiting from all packs. Today, it’s mine. I'd booked a private fitting the moment I left the palace, still buzzing from my meeting with Luna Cassandra. Evelyn sets her cup down, suddenly serious. “You’re really going to go through with this?” I glance at the work out suit again. The neckline plunges just low enough. The back shapes my perky ass daringly. It’s not meant for modesty. It’s meant to cause scandal

I saw it in her eyes. She's wearing a red laced up suede halter crop top, high waisted navy blue jeans and a chunky pair of heels. She looked sophisticated with her simple outfits. "I don't know how to start my words." Royal chuckled under his breath, so as Ria who was grinning. Her hair was tied in a messy bun. Royal jerked up at someone and in a few seconds, Gero came into view. He's damn good looking man with his white tux, just like what Riley was wearing.

But she had clothes. "I see... Please, come inside," she said and saw a tall lady come inside, wearing a pair of jeans and a shirt. She had a branded watch and branded boots. Not to forget her hair was dyed white around the edges as if highlighting her black hair. She looked beautiful and confident, something Stacy was never good at. Kat came inside and handed her some packets. "Wear this since he mentioned your clothes were bought from rubbles." Stacy raised a brow as she asked, "Well, does your boss have some kind of Phobia of low equality or what?"

They claim I can’t get pregnant if they have sex but I’m not taking the risk. “Ready?” Austra smiles at me. I absentmindedly stoke the heavy red velvet robe that she hangs over my shoulders. The trim is made of the fur of rabbits that Gunther and Aminta hunted together. The chain which prevents my robe from falling off of my shoulders is fastened to the robe with two dragon scales. Showing my royal dragon lineage of reminding every queen after me that we have ties to the dragons. My gown is a floor length tight deep navy blue satin with a black lace overlay. The split is thigh high and the neckline shows a generous amount of cleavage. Zared is wearing a suit with a tailcoat in the same navy

An off-white ruffled fabric hung on Mai's left hip, accented by gold lining and two gold chains with a tassel hanging from the front. 'Not completely masculine but also not too feminine. Just the right combination of both, which matches Mai.' Observing the rose design etched onto Mai's outfit, not to mention the quality of the material, Maria realized that, 'Yep, this set definitely came from Red Royal Queen’s Rose Princess collection.' "Oh, and I didn't come alone! Julian, get over here and stop hiding behind me!" fussed Mai, followed by a cute squeak as a blushing adorable boy with ombre purple hair and big citrine orange eyes stood in front of her.

“Over my dead body.” The next day, Roy woke up early, waiting for Bryan to leave for the office before dressing up. He chose his clothes carefully, mindful of Sean’s warnings. He had to dress like a prince because his father was the old-fashioned sort. In the end, he selected a tailored suit of navy blue with a white dress shirt and a matching tie, paired with polished black dress shoes. Roy styled his hair neatly, allowing a few locks to frame his face. He hoped he looked like a prince – a sensible one since what he was about to tell the Bottega pack leader would not sound sensible at the start.