Alice Parachute Dress Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alicia My eyes fluttered open, groggily taking in my surroundings. I had fallen asleep in Derek's arms, exhausted from the morning's emotions. But as I sat up, my gaze fell upon a vision that made my heart skip a beat. Hanging by the mirror, a stunning pink dress beckoned my attention. Soft pearls adorned the delicate fabric, shimmering in the light. A subtle slit in the front added a touch of sophistication, while the back strap seemed to whisper promises of a romantic evening. My eyes welled up with tears as I rose from the bed. It was as if the dress had been crafted specifically for me, understanding my deepest desires and dreams. I couldn't help but cry, overwhelmed by the beauty and th

LILITH’S POV: Standing right in front of the full length mirror in my room, I give myself a once over for the third time. The dress clearly belongs to Ariel, anyone could see it. The style pattern is simple; long and flowing with long sleeves and a simple round neck that doesn’t go past my shoulder blades, conservative to the max. If I had a choice, I wouldn’t even bother with this but the banquet is tonight and with the little time given, I wasn’t able to prepare something for it.

She loved the dress. The peach dress was a flare dress. It was an off shoulder dress with a neat lace. She gushed at the dress. She wore the green and her jaw broke. She never imagined a dress could be made specifically for anyone. But the green dress felt like it was made just for her. It was difficult for Helma to pick the dress she will be wearing for the dinner. The dresses are unique and too pretty and perfect to pick from.

I nod my head and search through the heaps of black numbers strewn on the bed for the latter dress that she mentioned. Finally finding it, I raise the dress and observe it under the light. The dress was exceptionally beautiful with the hem stopping a few centimeters above my knee. It was also quarter sleeved with a peach border in the end. It didn’t look too conservative or slutty. Just simply…sweet “I think I’m going to go with the peach neckline you mentioned. It’s cute. The lace one looks like I’m going out on a date” I state and hear Ava hum in agreement through the phone speaker.

It was perfect for her. Then she handed only one dress to Ariel saying, "And this one is absolutely perfect for you." Ariel went to the dressing room, and soon we heard another gasp. I laughed, "Well, let us see!" She walked out in a champagne, satin dress that had spaghetti straps and a plunging neckline to just below her breasts. The bodice of it had a sprinkling of jewels to give it a little sparkle but the bottom had a slit up each side and a sprinkling of jewels along the slits. It was absolutely perfect for her. I praised, "Madam, you have outdone yourself, once again." They all handed their dresses to the clerk, and I paid for all of them, even against the protests of my sisters-in-la

I wasn’t lying when I said the navy-blue dress was the one I knew would be amazing for the ceremony, but it wasn’t the dress I had fallen in love with. In that same shop, I had stumbled across another dress which I instantly fell in love with. The dress was more on the shorter side, it was a deep red colour which sparkled under the dimmest of lights. The neckline was a deep v, unlike the dress that Alban ripped, this one had straps in a spaghetti style. The skirt was in a princess shape which stopped just above my knee, with an open back. This was the dress I wanted but I knew it wouldn’t really fit the ceremony, but it appears as though Polly saw how much I loved the dress and got it for me

Instead, I would be watching, enjoying every second of their suffering… One way or the other, you are going to make you pay, Alpha Alexei… ************************************** “I think this would look pretty on you” Madeline said, showing me a flower dress. The dress was white and blue flowers were scattered around it, a dark shade of green made the grass and stem. The cut being loose around the hips, cut sleeves, and tight around the waist. It would be showing off my breasts enough to show that I wasn’t flat chested, but as far as I could tell, only the small top of the valley of my breasts would be showing.

Of course, I couldn’t refuse, or he would get suspicious. “Not yet.” I sighed lazily. “How about this one? The color would contrast nicely with your blonde hair.” Alan pulled a purple minidress in front of my face. “I think that color is too flashy for a charity event,” I said, quickly shaking my head. “Well, how about this one?” Alan held up a white dress with a knee-length skirt. The white halterneck midi dress looked good, and I ran my hand over the dress. “Pretty good. I’ll try it.”

Alice paid no heed to this cause there was no use in arguing. David, the fashion Lord was oblivious to all of this. His eyes was trained on a a n exquisite red gown hung at the far end of the shop. Before the attendant was able to make small talks with David, he had began walking towards the gown while pulling Alice along. Few minutes later, Alice gasped in awe as she stared at her current image. She didn't expect the gown to fit so perfectly. It was like a second skin on her body. It was a v shaped, off shoulder knee-length gown that had a flaey cut at the bottom. The neckline was adorned with diamonds that shone brigtly in the sun. Afraid of moving hastily not to make the cloth tear accid

she said. “Here, this is perfect,” said Alexander, fishing out a blush pink A-line satin dress with a v-neckline, a fitted bodice, and a ruffled hemline. Alyssa’s jaws dropped at seeing the beautiful dress lying in her closet. “Wow! I never wore that dress. I bought it last fall and totally forgot about it. The color suits you, Eva,” said Alyssa. “I can’t wear a brand new dress of yours!” said Eva, looking alarmed. She might not be born with a golden spoon, but she wasn’t greedy.