Novel & Cerita Angel Dust Outfits

My eyes scanned everyone until I found who I was looking for. ‘Fuck…’ my brother said when he also saw her. Angel was wearing a black and gold sundress that cinched around her chest, laid flat against her toned stomach, and flared out at her hips. It ended a couple of inches above her knees. The gladiator heels that had ribbons that wound up her calves made her legs look like they went on for fucking days. As if sensing our gaze, she turned her head and smiled brightly at us before making her way over.

"Are you ready, Angel?" "Cut your bullshit, Bell." Angel shook off the girl's hand roughly, then stomped his foot as he stood up. "I'm still going out tonight, and I'm going to show that bastard Calvin Klein that I can be a wild, seductive girl." Angel immediately took off her clothes without hesitation, leaving only the triangular cloth that covered her virgin core. She started wearing the long black dress that she had embraced earlier, the simple dress had an open back and was only decorated with fragile straps that were intertwined with one another.

"What a gorgeous dress. I haven't worn dresses for so long!" Jay said, "Why don’t you go and put it on?" Angeline nodded. "Mm." She walked to the cloakroom with the dress in her arms. Jay looked at her back, his eyes darkening. After she entered the cloakroom, he stood up gracefully and stood outside the cloakroom door. His long figure cast a dark shadow on the door. Angeline took off her valiant and heroic suit and put on the familiar lace dress. Roses dotted the tube top as well as the hemline, making her look as if she had been called to restore her identity as a noble fairy.

Angel was sporting cowboy attire with pink baby goggles. Well, Ace knew how to dress simply at the same time with class. He was wearing a Gray t.shirt and blue jeans. His hair was neatly gelled and combed to perfection with not a strand falling on the other side. Scarlet licked her lips and he gave her a knowing smirk, knowing quite well what was going inside her. "Wait for the moment the firecracker sleeps and I'm going to have you for my next meal." He whispered dangerously low in her ear sending tingles down her core.

Adult angels dress in certain colors based on their field, while all of us under 18 wear grey. I have a different uniform than the others but it’s still that dreadful grey: baggy pants, a fitted T-shirt, and an oversized hoodie. There’s no need to wear special clothes when you don’t have wings, I think with a defeated sigh. And of course the Council just had to make sure everyone knows I’m the only wingless Angel in the school. They just had to make sure I’d be spit on and ostracized for one simple difference. No need to protect me or keep me away from these assholes; who cares about the angel with no wings? I growl to myself when I spot a familiar blonde head.

She went out of the room and use the backdoor to exit where his colleague was waiting for her in the car. "Good job, Angel." Itsuki, her colleague, complimented her, which made her smile. "It's just a piece of cake," she jokingly said as Itsuki drove the car away from the scene. "Can you fly back to Brunei later? The Princess of Brunei is waiting for you." He asked, and she just nodded in reply. "By the way, you look dazzling in that dress. It suits you more than your loose shirts." Itsuki shows a disgusting look as he mentions the loose shirts. Mariko snorted and didn't bother to answer. She looked outside of the window as the car drove into their hideout.

While Chloe went to get dressed too, ivory admired herself in the mirror. She was clad in a sky blue gown which had slits at both sides of the hips that stopped at the waists and blue pants which is visible. Her eye was now blue, ivory noticed her skin was a little bit paler and her ash hair was now silver. Chloe interrupted her internal debate about her body, Chloe too was going ‘cause she was her personal maid. They both exited her room and went to the dining area. Ivory greeted her dad then sat beside Ivan; they prayed then started to eat. Ivory noticed a lady sitting opposite her, she didn’t really ponder on it until duke hemming introduced her.

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.

I could feel their stairs on me as I made my way down, specifically Sage. Sage's face was stern, his eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched, but I couldn't help but feel his gaze like a physical touch. It made me shiver, and I felt a flutter in my chest. As I reached the bottom step, Angela rushed forward, a bright smile on her face. "Lyra, you look stunning!" she exclaimed, wrapping me in a warm hug. "This dress was made for you!" I blushed, feeling oddly "Thank you, Angela. You don’t look bad yourself”

Ang smiled. Ang opened one of the garment bags she brought. She pulled out a lace overdress in a royal blue. "Let's slip this over your head." I slipped the lace dress over my head. It was just slightly longer than knee length and was longer in the back so it was still at my knees. "Better." I said.