Angel Dust In A Dress Novels & Stories

The morning sun cast a sharp, golden glare across the central courtyard of the Bloodmoon Estate. By 9:00 AM, the courtyard was a hive of activity, buzzing with pack members, couriers, and low-ranking elders murmuring among themselves about the security lockdown from the previous night. Maya stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in her dressing room, smoothing down the fabric of a deep emerald silk dress that hugged her frame with quiet elegance. Her hair was swept up into an intricate, polished braid, giving her the exact appearance of a high-ranking Luna stepping out into the public eye.

Chapter 75 I stood before the mirror, my reflection staring at me as I stared with disgust at the clothes and my hair. The dress which was golden in color, v-neck, and a slant to the shoulders was appalling but I can't fathom why I detest its language, it makes me sad. Perhaps this dress was forced on me to cause someone sorrow, but I can't tell if my instinct was right or not. A few minutes later, the door to my room was pushed open aggressively without a knock, and without turning to behold the person, I already knew it was Alex.

I muttered, and helped Angel up on her butt. The doctor arched her eyebrows. “You call that trying your best? Come on, you're excellent at this, your kids will be even luckier to have you as their father.” The way back to the hotel was rather quiet. “Is everything alright, babe?” I queried with a frown on my face. Angel stared out the window. “I want to go to the beach, and dance. I don't feel sexy wearing this.” She picked her dress’ fabric with her nails. As much as I wanted to laugh, I didn't want to get into her bad books.

We all know you're pretending to like me. "What was that? A hug of death?" I used her words against her. Heaven knows we would never become friends. Her make-up was wonderful, and her dress was really gorgeous... Was she the host or something? Her skilly hair suits her perfectly and she doesn't even look like a married woman. Her dress was from a popular designer. I can't seem to recall. It's a black dress and It suits her very well. It was representing her heart and character…. Black! "You're so hilarious…. Come with me?" Angelica chuckled and held my hand.

They are all smiling, standing on a stage with their arms around each other. “Those are my girls, we perform together,” she tells me, and I turn to see her standing in the doorway. Her head is tilted as she puts in some earrings, and her lips are painted red. Her eyes are darkened and her eyebrows too. Her hair is wavy and perfect, looking soft and silky. But it’s the dress that stops me. “Fucking hell, Angel,” I mutter, eyes wide and mouth dry. It’s red and skintight, clinging to those delicious curves, and her breasts almost spill from the top. It looks like silk and stops at the top of her thighs, only held up by two tiny spaghetti straps. It’s a killer dress.

They'd been having such a perfect day that he wanted to cap it off with the perfect dinner, and it was only a couple of minutes before he found what looked like just the right place. When Angel finally came back out, Roman was speechless. She'd changed into an all new outfit that didn't actually consist of very much, yet his daughter looked absolutely stunning. She was wearing an extremely short, form-hugging dress in pale blue with spaghetti straps. The top was cut low enough to show a good amount of her perky cleavage. The dress fell halfway between being slutty club wear and a sexy yet elegant party dress. The light beige high heels she'd put on were making her at least three inches talle

- Colby says, leaving and closing the door. Angel sighs. He was unwilling to get up and get dressed. Perhaps a clash of cultures was what would decide his destiny. He wears white jeans with several rips, a belt from which several chains come out, a white and extra tight T with a design of two boys in a very romantic position, and he wears his white sneakers and holds his hair in a disheveled bun and leaves several loose ends that fall to the side of his face. He put on his ring and chose a bracelet made of stones in the color of the rainbow. In his ears, he puts three diamonds, one in the right ear and two in the left. He puts on blue navy eyeliner, which makes his beautiful eyes look even p

I scoffed. He grinned at me and came slightly closer to my ear to whisper. "I'd rather hit with the make-up artist's assistant." He giggled before finally leaving the dressing room. I just shook my head because it looks like he wants a woman now. Deceptive heart. A few more minutes later and I am done with my make-up session. I changed my clothes to what will I be wearing in the shoot and left the room as Azy started calling. I calmly walked while wearing the red flowing dress with a slit in my thigh. The neckline of the dress is also a bit deep so my chest is much more defined.

I knew that I wasn’t getting out of trying the dress on. Caving in I pull the dress down my body, zip the side of it up and I look into the mirror. I gasped when I saw my reflection staring back at me and couldn’t help but love the way the dress made me feel. Never had I thought of myself being sexy until now. I had to wonder what Jaxson would truly think of the dress on me. “Quinn, am I going to have to break this door down or are you going to come out?” Tonya now says from the other side of the door and I wouldn’t put it past her to do so.

TIME SKIPPED ~ MID EVENING ~ DIAMOND'S MANSION Naomi sat on the couch looking totally different from how she always looked in school. She wasn't wearing anything designer she was wearing a pain t shirt with short , no makeup on, she sat on the couch with her hair tied to a messy bun. She was chewing on the bowl of popcorn in her hands while she watched a movie on the television. All of a sudden her elder sister Anastasia descended the stairs dressed in a wine expensive dress , her face was dolled up and she wore several kinds of jewelry.