Arming Coat Novels & Stories

They forced the coat off me, nearly dislocating my shoulder in the process. Barbra stood up, holding the heavy garment up to the dim streetlamp. “Oh wow, this material... it’s probably worth more than Richie's car.” She looked at the label and whistled. “Did Liam buy this for you as a parting gift, or did you steal it from Evelyn Vaughn’s collection before they kicked you out?” They laughed again, a jagged, ugly sound. Barbra slipped the coat on, preening as she buttoned it up. Left in only my thin thermal shirt, the winter air hit me like a physical blow. I began to shiver violently, my teeth beginning to chatter so loud it was audible.

She wore a tan overcoat, a thin knit sweater underneath, and a winter skirt, exuding an air of quiet elegance. He squinted when he noticed she had draped another coat over her arm. It was his light brown coat, which happened to complement her outfit perfectly.

I wish to know what will happen if ever asked for the store. I sighed as I looked at the wardrobe. I need to cover my whole body, seems some stupid animal didn’t even consider my position– oh my gosh. Nevermind. I’ll find the right dress for this and.. Luckily there’s this dress that I can cover everything up! It was an elegant brown coat dress with a black long sleeve turtleneck for its undergarment. It’s a perfect match for a black boots. It’s kind of a cute outfit for me to use but I have no other choice. I’ll just wear it gratefully since they seemed to prepare things for me.

It was so tempting that I had to resist touching it in order not to send the wrong message across. “Are you ready?” I asked her, my eyes glazing into hers through the mirror. “I am unless you want me to wear something else.” She asked. My wolf growled within me. Hell, yes, I did want her to wear something else. Her back was too exposed for my liking, and her cleavage was right outside for the world to see, which was crazy because it was similar to what she wore in the pack before she left. “Not really, but hold on.” I quickly went to my room, pulled out a royal blue coat with a mockingbird golden pin, and went to her room to see that she hadn't left her position. “Wear this cape to protect y

“Your coat left something on her. A mark.” Cassian’s eyes moved to where the shimmer still glowed faintly on my collarbone. For a second, something flashed in them, surprise, maybe, but it vanished quickly. “Ah,” he said softly. “My apologies. The fabric of my coat was made from silvercrest threads. They react to strong energy.” “React how?” Axel asked flatly. Cassian shrugged. “They mirror energy and amplify it. But they don’t harm.” “That’s convenient,” Zade said.

Not even a rattle. "Yes, Your Grace." Harveston returned to the bed, various garments draped on his arm, a deep blue coat lovingly displayed for approval. "The Bath superfine would, I think, be almost appropriate?" Yielding to the inevitable with a groan, Felix sat up.

The coat is purposefully made to be too big for my size exactly for that purpose. I draped my white oversized coat over my shoulders, taking away the attention from my baby bump instantly by forming shadows. I didn’t insert my arms in the sleeves, for it is designed to be worn like that. Even if I move or dance around, the coat won’t easily slip off my shoulders.

“Coats are at the back. Socks are on the middle shelf. Do you have waterproof boots?” “No,” I said. She pointed at the back wall. “You’ll need those too. Let me know if you need any help.” “Thank you.” I made my way toward the back, not bothering to ask how she knew I needed all that because I knew it was glaringly obvious from the way I was shivering in my jeans and coat. I tried on four different coats before I found the right one; it was dark green with quilted lining and a fur-trimmed hood. The pockets were large and abundant, making it so I wouldn’t have to carry a bag every time I went out.

I knew winter was around the corner but yet I fought. I warped my coat more, and tightened it after making sure every window was closed. With that I brought out the first pair of cloth from the bag which it was packaged in. “Wow..” it came out better than I expected and the black fur coat was soft, warm and beautiful. The uniform was blue, black and white just a pinch of gold just as we had agreed for the design to come.. but it was perfect.. the quality of the fabric was top notch It already feels like finals.

"I sewed it in myself. I have never touched it since." I looked at her. "The coat he sent you," I said slowly. "The blue one. He sent it to replace the gray one." She stared at me. "He knew," I said. "Mama. He knew about the gray coat. He has been trying to get it off your body for six years." The color left her face. She looked down at the blue coat she was wearing. At the coat he had chosen. Had selected. Had sent specifically to her address in a box with no return label and a note that said sweepstakes.