Arming Coat Novels & Stories

I was about asking for the clothe I was meant to change into. I am in no way going to wear the revealing clothes under my heina that was carefully selected by Hailey earlier this morning with a devilish grin on his face and him making sure I got it into my head that I was never to allow Damiel see the clothe. Okay now it dawned on me. They want me to go in there wearing this? With the gold dust make-up on my face. My Caetinis clothe is in no way as revealing as mine but still very revealing.

Silky blues and deep greens and delicate blacks. I start to close the box, feeling guilty for even looking, when I see it. Underneath all the lingerie, there's a coat. Black, silky and expensive-looking. The kind of thing you wear to fancy events or expensive dinners. I wouldn't have thought anything of it. Except. There's something embroidered on the fabric. Small lettering in silver thread, partially hidden by the folds. My heart starts to pound as I lift the coat carefully, bringing it closer to the fairy lights so I can see clearly.

"Any new coats in stock?" asked Barbie Wacket, her voice dripping with disinterest. "Ms. Wacket, your timing couldn't be better. We just got in two fresh-off-the-runway coats yesterday," Ms. Hughes replied with a grin that was all teeth. She ushered them over to where Howard and company stood. "Not bad, not bad at all. I'll take it," Barbie said after a cursory glance at the coat.

This coat looks very expensive and is specially sewn. Valerie does not understand men's clothing brands, but from the touch of the material and the stitching, it seems that this coat is very expensive. However, now Valerie couldn't return the coat. Valerie pondered, then started shivering coldly until she decided to forget about the coat problem first; she will think about it later. She picked up the towel that had been slung over there and rubbed it into her wet hair. Taking a hot shower was very tempting. Valerie took off all her clothes, let them all fall to the floor and walked naked into the bathroom with her warm shower.

He puts on his bracelet and his watch, checks his beard, oils it like he’s polishing furniture, then grabs a sponge brush for his curls. I just shake my head. “I’m grabbing my coat. Let me bundle up because it’s freezing out there.” He laughs. “What coat? Is it the black one? Or what color?” Oh my God. I grab my peach winter coat because I know he doesn’t have that color and I refuse to match down to my toenails today. He walks out and stops. “Aw, shit. You’re wearing peach? Damn it, I don’t have that color.” Then he brightens. “Burnt orange is close enough.”

Summer was not interested in the conversation, so she went to help out in the kitchen. When Raine took over the apricot coat, she knew immediately that it is made of good material, and the design was of the latest spring wear. Staring at the coat, she felt her heart throbbing, but she smiled gently, "This looks nice, are there still any? I want to get one for myself too." Yvette had been observing her reactions, but seeing that there were no results, she decided to stop showing off, "They're probably sold out. Oh right, is your brother coming back for the New Year?"

"Where are you allowed to tear your clothes while shifting?" Bartram stared at Adrian. "If you want to wear my clothes, you have to take off the coat." Adrian glanced at the coat, and he was amazed by how rough the weaving was. He had not noticed at first when he wore it, but he does now. "This coat is like a hundred years old." Adrian said, glancing back at Bartram. "How did you get this coat?" "The coat is beautiful." Ashford croaked. "First, you should say that to Luna." Bartram uttered. "She made the coat for me when she was little; it was a birthday gift, and I have been wearing it ever since."

Handsome didn’t even begin to cover it. He looked like someone had taken the concept of “dangerously beautiful” and made it walk. Although, I hate to admit… Adrian looks kinda hotter compared to him. But what really made me blink was the coat. A long, thick, charcoal wool coat with the collar turned up against the cold. This is Alaska. It’s supposed to be freezing. But, everyone (including me) was in short-sleeve uniforms or thin sweaters. From my observation, no one wore coats indoors and outdoors.

As he was about to leave he turned around to look at the house and maybe checking the house again for Elijah , maybe he is there Leo thought to himself, as he turned to look at the house he couldn’t see the house anywhere as if it was never there at the first place. Leo confused, started walking to the inn, he went to the room and sat on the chair and laid out all the rewards on the table in front of him. He picked up the old paper all he could see was a regular paper with nothing written on it. Then he picked up the coat and wore it as soon as he wore it a notification sound popped up. “Do you want to equip the Dark Coat?”. Leo replied yes, as soon as he said yes another notification sound