Aria Montgomery Outfits Novels & Stories

It was totally the kind of clothing I would wear to wait at sleazy bars, except those had to be on sale before I could afford it. Maddy was no fool. She recognized the quality of the clothes I was wearing the minute she saw me. All her free time was spent devouring over the latest fashion magazines when she wasn't dating, so she knew most brands by name. "Oh, my God, Amy." She squealed when she saw me get out of the car. We ran to each other, and as always, she lifted me in the hug, and I let her. We drew questioning glances from other people in the park, but no one dared to say anything. Not with the four muscled men standing behind us.

"The fuck are you wearing?" I turned to see her strolling toward me, her duffel bag slung over one shoulder, dressed in fitted cargo pants and a black jacket. She stopped in front of me, arms crossing as she scanned my outfit. "Scarlett—" I shot her a look, and her eyes widened in realization. "Liam?" I groaned. "Tea. Now." "Welcome, ladies!" a confident voice interrupted the chatter before I could even begin to explain. A woman stood before us, exuding effortless authority. She wore high-waisted hiking pants, a fitted vest, and boots that looked like they could withstand an apocalypse. Her ponytail and sharp features added to her polished look.

I made sure each of their looks were distinctive. Montana wore a simple sheath-like dress in a dark purple which brought out the gorgeous color of her skin. She’d painted her lips the same color and the only ornament was a silver pendant. She looked sexy, yet understated. Isabel wore a dress in pink that tightened her bodice and flowed out behind her as she walked.

But, unfortunately, the weather on the mountain was getting chilly. “This looks good,” Rose said as she tied her hair up. “Excellent choice of color.” Smiling, I watch as my mate fixes her clothes. I had asked for a long aqua dress with long sleeves to be brought over. It covers her chest but had an open back. Showing her delicate spine and waist. It had a sexiness to it I loved. I asked for white boots to compliment her dress and a white knitted sweater. Her eyes gleamed with the color of dress she was wearing.

a woman whispered, clutching her designer bag. “Montez De Vitalio’s girlfriend!” another squealed. “What the hell is she wearing?” “Such a fashion statement… look at those legs.” “Take a picture! Quick, this is going viral!” Amira tilted her head, lips curling into a slow smirk as the oversized shirt slipped lower on one shoulder, baring the faintest hint of collarbone. Montez’s shirt. She knew exactly how scandalous she looked. Half-dressed, strappy heels, bare legs—an audacious declaration that she didn’t just belong to the ruthless billionaire, she could do whatever the hell she pleased with his name stamped on her.

"Hey, you got any coveralls Tatum can wear?" Cash gives me a grin. "I told her when she got here this morning, those thin-ass leggings weren't going to protect her from the elements when y'all go riding. She tried to argue with me, but you know how that goes," he says with an eye roll. "I hear you out there, Cash Montgomery," Tatum yells from the lobby. "You can listen all you want to, ain't gonna make me stop talking." He shuts the door so she can't hear us anymore. "I have some over here Harper wears when she comes to hang out. They should be small enough to fit Tatum."

She gives hugs to the people closest to her and waves at pack members clapping for her. She is wearing a dark green vest and plaid scarf with a cream colored long sleeve shirt underneath. Her pants and boots make her look like she should ride a horse, not trudge through the Montana snow. It’s not her usual style, but the PR team probably advised her what to wear since she had a layover at the airport in Paris.

She said sincerely. MJ stood there, her body tense at the contact. Natalia pulled away after a while and ran her fingers over MJ’s dress, fixing on invincible wrinkles before taking a step back. MJ was wearing a black, knee-length, short-sleeved dress black heels, a black summer hat, and shades. She looked like a widow. Jorge had tried to get her to change, but one glance his way, all was forgotten. MJ did not say anything, even when Mosetsana greeted her; she just gave a slight nod and looked around the building as if expecting something to happen.

*Monroe's POV* It’s finally prom night. We all get ready at my house with the exception of Brett and Jason who are getting ready with they’re dates. Deciding to go along with the casino royale theme, I wear a tight, low-cut black dress with a slit up my left side. Maddy is wearing an a-line, v-neck red dress with a slit up the side and Charlie is wearing a long-sleeved off the shoulder, fitted green dress with, you guessed it, a slit up the side. Cade, Xander and Matt look hot as fuck in their tuxedos when they come to pick us up.

Orion threw his head back with a chuckle, as he raised his head as his eyes met with those caramel brown eyes. "Heck yeah" he muttered as he stared at the two figures that stepped into the hall. Magnolia was dressed in a red tank top that hugged her huge breasts and a black short that was accompanied with fish net stockings, her thigh high boots made her look hot. Her name up was soft but smoky at the same time and she had this alluring style on her lips. Astrid hung on her arm wearing a charming smile, they had similar outfit but she wore a white cropped top instead.