روايات وقصص ضمن Anne Boleyn Halloween Costume

The anxiety had tripled now that I’m here, and I can’t seem to stop my eyes from scanning the crowds, hoping to see William and feeling my disappointment thicken. I look past the chocolate fountain, and there is Evin, moving towards us, hand in hand with Annabelle. She’s dressed up in a black tuxedo, with a purple overcoat reaching down to her calf and matching her purple hair which was styled into wavy beach curls. Next to her, Annabelle —Jennifer Rooney’s twin sister, is clad in a raven black dress that stops just above her bony knees, and black gloves. A large skull choker around her neck catches my eye. I don’t know when she shaved her head, but she’s sporting a low military cut.

He was facing away from us and I was getting glimpses of Ann’s new dress. It was a massive light blue silk ballgown that looked vaguely similar to what I saw the Queen of England wearing not too long ago. Her breast were probably tapped up and her hair was pulled into a high bun. “I’m sorry but I just want to fuck this night up for her! She doesn’t deserve any happiness.” “I know and if you would just stay silent, things will go off perfectly. Just need another hour and we will be able to see things through.” Anthony walked up to Ann and pulled her to him. His hands wrapped around her neck as he planted a kiss.

Richard's deep blue eyes hard as flint. He turned to the bathroom door and called, "Thirty minutes, Belle. Don't make me come in there." Annabelle stepped out, the gown hugging her perfectly, the deep crimson fabric flowing down like liquid silk. The neckline framed her collarbones - delicate yet bold - while the slit along her thigh hinted at quiet confidence. Her hair, still damp and loosely pinned back, gave her the look of someone half-evoked from a dream. Her gaze met his: sleep-stung, bewildered, yet strangely composed.

The girls were all putting on make-up for the event tonight. Wearing tight fitting corsets on their waist and a dark--- almost Gothic styled black attire from head to toe, they were dolled up or rather--- bloody ready for their Dark Fantasy themed Halloween party. Niña was dressed as the Frankenstein's bride while Judy is wearing her favorite costume since she learned to say her name. Wearing nothing else but thin layers of satin. A dubious looking but hot as hell Mummy. And Lissa's costume was rather obvious for the realm of darkness.

He was just about to state some sort of bullshit reason when a familiar voice from the crowd stopped him in his tracks. Annabelle, dressed beautifully in a black off the shoulder gown with sparkles all around, and a slit at the side. One of my limited edition and she had been the lucky buyer. Her hair was neatly braided to suit her face shape while her neck was adorned with the most basic of necklaces. I felt like Annabelle's entire wardrobe changed with every season.

Like he didn’t need alcohol to help loosen up and behave the way that’s expected of him. Annabelle is already on the dance floor. She wears a pastel purple dress that shimmers and has black details that help outline her figure. Her strawberry blonde hair is pinned up in a nice bun, she wears a black mask and I notice that her eyes appear dark. She must’ve put in colored contacts to help disguise who she is. It’s not every day you see a girl with pale purple eyes. Hazel is wearing a formal romper and sticks out compared to the rest of the girls here. But she doesn’t care, she’s confident in her own skin. Her eyes meet mine from across the room and she nods at me.

Tonight was the Halloween Party at the community center for the pre-teens and teens. Ava got into the Halloween spirit by dressing in a sock hop costume. It only cost her thirty-five dollars at the holiday shop in Helena. It was an A-line silhouette. The white T-shirt had a scoop neckline with short sleeves and the letter A largely stitched in black over her right breast. Her red swinging skirt came to her knees. A five inch black belt was around her waist. A black, sheer scarf held up her ponytail.

Noah said to me, and then he left. A few minutes later, Anna delivered my gown. It is a long fishtail dress in dark blue and black with many pearls of different sizes. It looks like a mermaid about to surface. On the back, there is also a pattern identical to Noah’s collar, but it is blue. "Honey, you are very beautiful today." Anna said as she fixed my hair and dress. I never thought I would have the day to wear a dress and attend a party. The vampire banquet, as a rule, does not start until the evening.

“He drooled at you. He also totally checked out your butt when you got in the car.” “You both look really pretty,” Mandy said. “Thank you,” Anaisse shot Mandy a smile and then returned her attention to Annabelle. “Don’t bend over too far in that outfit, or you’re liable to moon the entire party.” She grinned and smoothed a hand over her costume. The flimsy thing looked like a strong breeze would blow it right off. “Compared to some of the getups you’ll see tonight, I’m positively dowdy.” “Oh, please. You’ve never been dowdy a day in your life. Not even when you were stuck in a big old plaster cast from toes to knee.”

The sleeves lace to the bodice separately, so I’ll be able to put them on without tugging on my dressings too much. Tiny white pearls accentuate the flowers embroidered on the fabric; Aconitum flowers, or Wolf’s Bane. “How many people are we expecting?” I ask. “His Majesty didn’t say. But judging from the number of thralls and vans mailed after lunch, I would say a decent number.” Hannah pulls the hanger off the rack. “We don’t have a lot of time. Are we going this Anne Boleyn route?” “I don’t see why not,” I say. “Heads are going to roll.”