Anything But Clothes Novels & Stories

It was about time to get ready, so I started digging through my closet, looking for something that still fit. The only dress code tradition was wearing white. I had plenty of white tops, but I couldn’t say the same for bottoms. I decided to check my dresses, completely ignoring the only all-white one I owned. I quickly gave up looking for something that didn’t exist—a second option!

“Let me know if you need more room.” Silvia snorted. “You know I don’t. That can hold my whole closet back home. Twice.” “Which one?” he asked to distract her, showing her two hangers with what looked like identical tees. “The one with the red thing is tighter.” “You evil creature. I’d love you to wear the tighter one, but I don’t want others to enjoy the view too.” Jim left the loose tee and tugged at her hand to bring her closer. “Let them look. What matters is who takes it off, and that better be you.”

Coward. Faced with the prospect of my first day as a personal maid to Alpha Caden, I stood before the closet, contemplating the array of clothes hanging within. Uncertainty lingered in the air as I sifted through the options, seeking the perfect balance between professionalism and comfort. How did I pack so much clothes? Eventually, my fingers gravitated towards a pair of figure-hugging skinny jeans, their dark hue complementing my skin.

Dark pointed to the room. Natasha excitedly headed to the room and forgot to help the young man set aside their dishes. When she opened the door, her mouth dropped when she read the brand on the paper bag. She immediately opened it and looked at the contents. Natasha frowned when she saw that there were only large and long clothes. The pajamas have a Hello Kitty design. There is still a dress that she can use to go out, but it’s a long dress with sleeves. Fortunately, the undergarments were just right for her. She just picked up a pair of pajamas and stormed into the bathroom.

“And I have kept two sets for an emergency, you know if my clothes get ruined or something like that. And the last one is jeans and a t-shirt that I will be wearing on the day when we will be returning back here.” She saw a frown on his face, “If you want I can remove one pair from here.” ‘Just one pair?’ “I don’t have enough clothes with me.’ And there Theodore thought his woman was different. All women were the same. They never had clothes to wear. “What are you packing?” “Four boxers.” “Only?”

I feel like my eyes were playing tricks on me because the marketplace looks like something out of a fairy tale - well in a very futuristic way. The setting and atmosphere reminds me of a medieval period, save for the bots and drones that are currently doing their rounds in cleaning and organizing. Buildings stood out and through its glass I could see clothes. Surface style clothings! I even saw a few people here wearing shirts and pants.

"I'll make dinner." The sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen while the sound of cartoons came from the living room. It was an ordinary evening with a mother and son. But this ordinary life cost Serena half her life to obtain. In the distance, someone stood downstairs, looking up at that lit window. Luca stood there and watched for a long time. He saw the laundry hanging on the balcony and the occasional shadow passing by the window. He knew that inside was the person he wanted to cherish most in this lifetime, but he could never go back in. He turned and slowly disappeared into the twilight. Some people were meant to stay only in memories. Sometimes, love would only result in r

Anna Keith seemed to always have something to do and it was not different that evening as she got busy online with one of her numerous fabrics suppliers. The woman was chatting her up about the latest fabric and design in vogue and decided on making some requests concerning the new consignment of products that Anna's fashion home was working on at the time. Anna Keith is Lan's mother. His father is David Keith and he was having a drink with his sons, an act that has taken a few years since they last practised. Lan is always busy and seldom visits home. Fred has been away for a few years now and Gregory only knows how to frolic around and has the latest information on the next party and event

His eagle like eyes gawked at her as if she was his prey. "I am done." Lisa ate to her desire and stretched her arms feeling refreshed. She then left the bed and headed to bathroom. After a long a nice bath, Lisa wore Mustard Crepe Plain Balloon Ruffled Dress, which complimented her pale skin. She stepped out of walk in closet and frowned. Brad was sitting on couch with business magazine in his hand- reading it with leisure. His tilted face under the bright sunlight was a beautiful sight for Lisa. He had a different charisma.

Plus it only works on werewolves so if I am fighting a human nothing will happen. After the match I quickly grab the money I earned for the fight then move to the cleaning supplies closet. I grab my bag that I hide behind a box and empty it out. I quickly change into my bartender outfit and sigh when I look down my body. I hated the bartender outfit. I looked so - slutty. The outfit consists out of black converse , black jean shorts that stop just under my bum and a black crop top that showed most of my flat stomach. The crop top had the bars name on it in gold 'the ring'.