Aria Montgomery Outfits Novels & Stories

After an hour and a half of running from one room to another and creating complete chaos, we were finally walking out of our apartment. Anna was a little nervous about seeing Arnold there, but she agreed to come with us to give me company. Arya was jumping with excitement, and we just let her have her moment. I was the least dressed person out of the three of us. I chose to wear a simple black dress and paired it with my denim jacket and white shoes. Anna was wearing her sea-green gown with her blonde hair complementing the look perfectly. Arya was excited about wearing her new dress. She wore a red and black jumpsuit with black heels and made a high pony to complete the look. We finally sat

Her back was turned in my direction so she hadn't seen me yet. Anita was dressed in a dark-green, handmade knitted female sweatshirt, a tight black leather pants and a handmade knitted clutch purse and black leather boots. Her long and wavy brunette hair, fell down her back, adding more feminity to her feminine bodily charms. Her sweatshirt and clutch purse was obviously one of the latest collections from the famous AMC brand. She had modeled for them in one of her recent commercials. It was a unique brand and their products worth all the hype they usually get.

I can’t quite read her. “What were your costumes?” Eli asks. “We wore cut-off jean shorts, cowboy boots, a red and white checked shirt, and cowboy hats.” Peyton raises one eyebrow at Eli, daring him to comment. “They weren’t Daisy Dukes. My mom made sure the shorts weren’t too short,” Montana clarifies. “In my mind, they will be Daisy Dukes and a midriff top,” Eli informs the ladies. “You pinky-promised not to tease,” Montana reminds him. Eli mimics zipping his lips and throwing a key over his shoulder.

The rhinestones on her dress catch the light, making her look every bit the star she dreams of being. “You look more than a princess, sweetheart. You’re a queen,” I reply, adjusting her bow. Sterling stands quietly, his soft cream shirt and Beige pants perfectly tailored. His little hands are clasped in front of him, his expression calm. My gentle boy, so different from his sister, yet a perfect counterbalance to her boundless energy. I smooth my crimson satin gown, the fabric cool against my skin. The sleek design hugs my figure, the slit at the side allowing just enough movement to stride gracefully. My diamond earrings sparkle subtly, a reflection of the Montgomery elegance.

That certainly ain't no fucking nun costume! "What the fuck is she wearing?" Bethany is dressed up in an army outfit consisting of tiny combat shorts, a tight white vest and black boots, her long blonde hair is curled and she's wearing a matching hat. I may not be sexually invested in her yet because of her age but you would have to be blind to think she looks anything but fucking incredible and I know she's going to be in the dreams of many teenage boys tonight, fuck!

"And here I thought you forgot your old pal after all the fun we've had together." Amber's smile on her face grew as she spoke, but her eyes were serious and alert. She was wearing a sleeveless white dress shirt, but it wasn't buttoned and it was open enough for her ample cleavage to be shown. On top of her shirt was a black vest, but it was unbuttoned as well and her curvy waist was visible. Her hips were hugged by black leather shorts and her long legs were covered with knee high leather boots, with black stockings underneath and her long red hair was tied up in a messy ponytail, with some strands of hair falling on the sides of her face and in front of her ears.

Just waiting for everyone to line up and Arthwin to open the portal,' she replies. I pick up the pace and am at her side in seconds. Amelia is dressed very presentably; I suppose given she’s about to meet another Alpha that makes sense. Any other time I’d be doing the same. She’s wearing shiny black pumps, skinny black slacks, a white button-down blouse and a chic black suit jacket with white lapels with black edges that are held together with a gold chain. She looks sophisticated and graceful as always. “You didn’t waste any time,” she smirks.

I made a mental note to go through the startup process later, eager to customize it with my favorite apps and settings. Next, I hung up the four new outfits I had selected during the day, specifically designed for both comfort and combat training at Alpha University. Each outfit was crafted to allow for maximum mobility while still looking stylish: a pair of lightweight joggers made from breathable fabric, a fitted athletic tank top that provided ease of movement, a long-sleeved performance shirt for cooler days, and a versatile zip-up hoodie that could transition effortlessly from training sessions to casual outings. I also carefully placed my new, sturdy combat boots beside them, eager to

Aspen called out, springing up from the couch the moment she saw them enter. Andrew raised an eyebrow, flashing a teasing smile. "Well, well… What's with the outfit? Where are you headed?" Aspen flushed, but she also seemed a bit proud as she wiggled her curvy hips playfully. "I'm going to yoga class tonight! I haven't been in ages because of all the recent chaos." She wore skin-tight yoga pants that hugged every curve and a fitted pink top. Long hair loose, bangs perfectly trimmed—she looked like an innocent college sweetheart.

It sounded sweet at first, but later on I realized it was just his need to control me. “What the fuck are you wearing, you tramp?” A screech rent the air and the people around us grew quiet. I smiled into my glass as Cas paled, but I patted her back and I turned. “Excuse me?” I took a small sip of my drink and faces Aurora. She was dressed in a pale white sheath dress and matching pearl necklace. Amanda was in a pale blue bodycon dress, with a matching choker necklace. They were stunning, but no match for me and Cas.