Aria Montgomery Outfits Novels & Stories

ASHLEY By the time I was done dressing up, Arden was in the shower and it was a good thing because I was dead sure he wouldn't let me move an inch from this room because of what I was wearing. Not like it was bad, but the possessive beast in him will come out to play when he sees me in this outfit. It was a look I have always wanted to try with my casuals. I was clad in army green cargo pants with a black corset bralette that did so little in hiding my boobs. My cleavage was out in the open and the bralette stopped a few inches below my breasts.

Okay," I said and he hung up the phone. Immediately, I dialed Kate's number and told her that she is going out with Alpha Vicker and me. I told her to get dressed and come to my room in an hour. I hung up the phone and dropped it on top of the drawer. I walked to my wardrobe which I left open. My eyes swept across my lovely expensive dresses. I want to select the dress to wear out but I was a little bit confused cos all the dresses were so beautiful. Never in my wildest dream when I was in Montgomery did I think I would have such lovely and expensive clothes and accessories. After some seconds, I chose a yellow bodycon dress. I slipped into it and stood in front of the mirror.

Ari POV “He looks so cute,” I say, taking him in my other arm. He is dressed like Finley in the checkered shirt and white shorts. “I hope you don’t mind; Lexington is wearing the same too,” Everly coos so excited. “Awe, they will all three match, how sweet,” I say, trying to hide my gag reflex. This is too cute, like over the top unnecessary cute. I look over at Anderson and he is staring at Monty. I know that look. Dove has it during FaceTime. Carter and Finley do this too. I’ll admit, sometimes I space out too thinking of how much Monty looks like Finch.

Nari Montgomery Standing in front of the full-length mirror, I twirled excitedly in my birthday dress, admiring the soft folds of its fabric and the beautiful shimmer it makes as light touches the dress. The high waisted garment is close-fitting around the bust and tapers off loosely from the waist to my ankles. Today is my nineteenth birthday and tonight will be the night where the Goddess will reveal I am the chosen mate for the Alpha of Bayswater pack, Romeo Price.

As much as I'm there to prove a point, I do NOT want to get raped, killed or kidnapped. Annie agrees with a nod while Amanda hisses and enters the house. *** Amanda doesn't say a word to us before and after we leave for the party; but as we walk to the gate, Annie reassures me a million times that we'll be fine. The day before, we made our hair and went to the market to buy clothes we'll wear since both of us agreed we didn't have anything party-worthy. While Annie chose a yellow spaghetti strap, off-shoulder, long sleeve blouse with a black mini-skirt for me, she chose a halter-neck blouse with a pair of crazy jean for herself.

My hair was in an updo with expensive silver clips around it, forming a flower and leaves combination. She dressed me up in a long, black and red dress. It drops on the ground, covered the point of my black shoes. She, Gerber herself, was wearing a brown dress with the same length as mine. The only difference is my ruffled sleeves and her normal ones. Atlas, on the other hand, looked stunning in her dark emerald dress that glimmers with her silver jewels.

I say, already pushing the chair back and standing up. — The ride back to the mansion is uneventful, but my mind churns with thoughts of Montgomery's latest ploy. Fashion Week. It is absurd yet ingenious. The audacity of it irritates me almost as much as it intrigues me. Anton Montgomery is a showman, always finding ways to twist a knife in unexpected ways. As I enter through the main doors, my phone buzzes, and I enter my study, where a neat stack of documents is waiting for me.

That was a role she was certain she would run from no matter what wealth accompany the part. “If you are not, why are you dressed like me?” Alexa fired back, she had watched this particular maid, teased Jared. Mona was not like normal maids and she would not put it pass Mona to behave that way to her too. “I am sorry but I do not understand what you mean. I certainly did not make a clothing that fits me perfectly within the space of three weeks of arriving in your kingdom where I know nobody who can even tailor my dressing for me, just so I could go by your style. This is my outfit for hunting and it is designed just after Princess Annabelle and Lady Jasmine style of dressing for that event

The zipper was an issue but she managed to pull it all the way up before opening the door. "Mr. Montgomery?" she called out, poking her head out the door. She pressed her hand against the low cut of her dress― it didn't cause anything that shouldn't show to show, but Amelia wasn't comfortable with showing this much skin. All of her clothing pieces prior to this had been conservative, and the most scandalous clothes she had would be lingerie that never saw daylight past her bedroom doors. Granted, there was a thin translucent veil that covered her cleavage, but it was much more fleshy than normal. It did, however, hug her curves perfectly as though the dress was made just for her.

Hard. I’m a mess in heels, leaning against our high-top table, giggling and sniffling into a cocktail straw while Callie tells me all the inventive ways she’d like to castrate Monty and feed him his dick sautéed in sriracha. She’s wearing this black leather corset top with a cutout that basically turns heads every time she moves, paired with her favorite ripped jeans and sparkly knee-high boots. Her makeup’s flawless, gold shimmer, big lashes, lips like cherry venom.