Allison Argent Costume Novels & Stories

he called. A second later, Agnes's head appeared in the cracked-open door. Her smile began to spread across her lips but quickly faded as she saw me. "Um…" She cleared her throat. "Ms. Angelica Butte—" The door fully opened, and a golden-haired actress glided inside Aiden's office, proudly presenting her slender legs and tiny feet in five-inch heels. Then she stopped and slammed the door, all but hitting Agnes's face. Angelica Butterfly wore a tight, black leather dress that barely covered her curvy butt and exposed a fair part of her cleavage. For those who didn't recognize her as a celebrity just by looking at her outfit, she also wore dark sunglasses to cover her stormy-gray eyes.

Allison She was tall and beautiful, very beautiful. The smile on her face revealed her arrogant confidence and the knowing look in her eyes made it seem as if she had a secret that could change the lives of everyone here, hiding beneath her tongue. I almost admired her beauty and arrogant confidence but her dress.... The crimson silk wrapped tightly around her body, highlighting her curves and contrasting her pale skin too obviously. No one else here was dressed so...... shiny. It was as if she was trying so hard to be the centre of attention with her dress color.

My mom was hustling around. "Come on, Allena!" Iona's voice, laced with excitement, pulled me from my thoughts. "Let's make you look stunning!" Her tiny room, overflowing with clothes and unconventional makeup tools, was a whirlwind of activity. We settled on a beautiful teal skirt, adorned with tiny bells at the hem. The black silk blouse clung to my form, both elegant and sexy. Iona finished the ensemble with a gold torc around my neck, the metal cool against my skin.

I chuckled as my eyes rolled so hard I thought they'd fall out. "Does that mean they're working?" "Don't test your luck," I scolded, playfully shoving him. He snorted and tipped my cap off my head. "Little punk ass," I muttered, bending over to grab my cap. As I rose to my full height again, I noticed a figure standing behind Greg. My eyes flicked up to Ally's face. Despite her agitated expression, she somehow still looked gorgeous. She wore a white dress with a matching bow in her hair. Her dainty features were exaggerated with lash extensions that matched her auburn locks.

Angel asked for the umpteenth time since I started recuperating. I sighed sadly, drying my eyes as I turned to her. I felt a pang of sadness seeing how elegant she looked in her perfect royal regalia; a yellow flowing body con gown and silver shoes. Her gold skin was glowing and it matched her long blonde hair which flowed down her back. Her face was primped with make-up and her lips shone brightly with lip gloss. This was me, just a few months ago, dressed in the most expensive regalia befitting of an Alpha's daughter. But look at me now, a complete nobody.

said Ally. "The dress is beautiful, girls. You did amazing. And your dresses?" "They’re ready!" Ally pulled out a pale green gown. "We chose this color to match your crown." "My idea," said Ara with a grin. Kate smiled. "They’re beautiful. You’ll all look perfect." "We know. Because we’re fabulous," Cristy said, making everyone laugh.

I wonder if there is any civilization beyond those mountains. Connor steers me towards the third row and I take a seat to his right so that I have a clear view of the ceremony. Aztec and Avery are on the left whereas Caliana and Lycidas are on the right. Caliana is dressed in an off shoulder long lace dress whereas Avery is dressed in a scoop necked, half sleeved long dress with a lace bodice. Both of their dresses are peach pink in colour. Both of them look so radiant that their mates can't take their eyes off from them. Aztec and Lycidas are both dressed in white shirt and two-piece suits with their ties matching to that of the colour of their mates' dresses. I don't understand why they to

I was confused about their angry appearance. Ophelia and the other two she-wolves were dressed in a dark blue skater skirt that did nothing to cover their butt cheeks and paired them up with a red tight crop top and black pairs of Converse. They were the ideal minions you find in school, flocking around the queen bee like lost puppies. Addison on the other hand, was in a nude dress that hugged her in all the right places, a plunging neckline, and black stiletto heels that clipped angrily against the floor. Her blonde hair was ruler straight and her sharp blue eyes narrowed in spite and mischief.

And she was going to mop around among the fickle-minded public. She held the gaze of many unmated male wolves who stared at her with hungry eyes and suddenly Allison felt repulsive. She should have gone for a simple attire, it's nothing like she was going to impress anyone. But Nora chose for her. She glanced down and frowned with a thought that it was nothing special as many other girls and women were wrapped with high branded dresses.

"If I'm nice to her, she might prove very useful later on. People love to talk when they think you're being generous." She had no idea the woman in the video was Chloe Carter nor that she was Ryan's younger sister. To Allison, she was simply an entry point in Emma’s life that could be turned to her advantage. As Allison slipped out of the green silk and into the final dress—a champagne gown with pearl embroidery around the waist—her friends let out a collective murmur of approval. "That's the one," Jessica declared, clapping her hands together softly. "Allison, honestly, you look better than you ever have. Matt is an absolute fool for missing out on this."