Angelic Scion Outfit Novels & Stories

The emerald green gown felt sexier than Angelica had remembered. The flowy satin, the deep plunging cowl neck, and the high leg slit made her feel more naked than it had when she tried it on in the store, which, to her, wasn't necessarily a bad thing. She was much more comfortable being sexy than she had been in her entire life. Her earrings were little, silver spirals that dangled. She wore three, silver necklaces. The longest one was thin and featured a small, emerald-colored jewel that hung between her breasts. The second chain hung loosely about her neck and settled above the first. And the third was a simple, silver choker. Angelica also wore two sets of bracelets and an anklet, all sil

He scoffed and Angel gasped. "I know you've seen a lot,you don't have to brag about it" She rolled her eyes,watching as Royal search through her closet until finally he faced her. "Here's the perfect outfit" He said showing her the baggy cargo pants in his hand and a hoodie "What? This?!" Angel's eyes widened. "Of course" Royal replied. Angel shook her head. "I can wear this" She took the Pant from him "But that hoodie is a no,I will prefer a crop top" Angel smiled and Royal rolled his eyes.

♡ Angela♡ I tucked the photo in my shirts pocket as soon as I heard the door open and close. I had to wear training clothes which consisted of a comfortable violet shirt (it had two side pockets which was a huge advantage for me) and spandex shorts. I prefer to wear this in front of a guy I just met. "Cherry--ugh, go change, you stink!" Mason commented as soon as he came. "And you smell like a rose," I snorted, "Thanks for pointing out the obvious, anyway, captain!"

And I had spent a month studying spells that turned thread into armor, light into blade, rejection into revolution. Selene would wear Celestial Gossamer. She would float like an angel, shimmer like dawn, and believe herself queen of the evening. I would wear survival. And survival, in the right hands, was the deadliest gown of all.

it was a skintight armored bodysuit one of the newest designs worn by the host hunters, this one was designed for female angelic warriors, who were slim of frame and putting it on even with the armor plating, it still outlined every full curve of her body her breast thighs hips everything was on shameless display she looked indecently sexy in it when she shouldn't, there was nothing to be done about that she put on her armored combat boots and black leather duster coat she had customized it herself to carry her swords today would be the first time the host would seeing her angelic scimitar blades, the beautiful black and silver curved blades marked with angelic symbols that would activate un

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

- 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

Her whole being was focused on Elara with a predator's intensity. She placed the chest on the bedside table and opened it. Inside, on black velvet, was a dagger. Its blade was made of black glass, wickedly curved and etched with runes that seemed to drink the light. The air grew colder. "It's alright, my dear," Cordelia crooned, lifting the dagger. Its surface seemed to swirl with captured shadows. "The pain will be brief. Your strength will not be lost. It will find a new, more worthy home. It will pass to me, where it was always meant to be."

Brayden I leant against the door frame as I watch my angel fluttering around our room to get ready. Alpha’s Gideon, Zane, and Weston arrived earlier today. We have spent most of it in my office discussing the alliance and what each pack will get out of it. By lunchtime, we had the fine details worked out and we will be signing it tomorrow after it has been through its final rewrite. I just shake my head when my angel almost falls over after she has slipped on the heels she is wearing for tonight's dinner. She looks stunning as always in a floor-length iridescent dark purple gown that she topped off with silver heels.

Not to mention, the fact that she was a Rank 6 Evolved One made her look even more like a doll. Rayne let out a smile when Lucas touched her head. Scarlet, the beauty of the Apocalyptic Legion, was wearing a long, red, fiery dress; her hair was at waist-length. At that moment, the blazing sunlight could be seen shining on her gorgeous face. It was unknown whether it was the sunlight that lightened up Scarlet or the other way round. The sense of horror within Joanna lessened when she saw Rayne's sweet smile. "Senior, where are we headed now?" asked Joanna.