Avatar Katara Costumes Novels & Stories

“I see. Hey Malevolent, dare I ask what you have been up to?” “Oh, the usual.” Skyla smirked just as Marcel and Kataleya came into the hall. Unlike Skyla, who was in leather pants, high heels, and a crop top, Kat was wearing a chiffon floral dress up to her knees with long flowing sleeves. She was the opposite of Sky who was the slimmest of us, with washboard abs, Kat was a lot curvier having gotten it from her Mama and I think the Rossi genes if Raihana was anything to go by, with big breasts and an ample ass. And unlike the two of us, she preferred to wear clothes that covered her up. She was around the same height as Kia, or maybe even a little taller now. Her hair was super long too, rea

Jade and I became fast friends. Her two years seemed more like ten when it came to knowledge about the werecat world and she was happy to help. She stayed by my side during all the interviews and for that I was grateful. When the Kalb family came in, we watched as they demonstrated Tahtib as an ancient and beautiful dance with ceremonial sticks. They wore traditional Egyptian garments in whites and blue. The fabric on their costumes moved with the body and created the illusion of water. In my head I sarcastically thought that this dance would be so beautiful that my enemies would fall into a stupor at my feet and decide to leave me alone.

I pulled open the door to my chambers and she stepped in, I followed, shutting the door behind us. I watched her stare around the place like she hadn’t been here a gazillion times already, but at least I could have a moment to just study her. Katalier had light, waist-length brown hair, but today, she had it up in a bun. Her hardened gray eyes seem to hold the secret of the world in their depths. She was dressed in black leggings, a dark leather jacket and a brown turtle necked shirt beneath it, simple and yet breathtakingly beautiful.

Katlyn The day to meet the pack court finally arrived, and I wanted to vomit the second I saw what they expected me to wear. Laid out on my bed was a traditional garment that was thoroughly despicable. It was this heavy, elaborate gown made of some stiff velvet fabric, embroidered with ancient, creepy-looking wolf crests in silver thread. It looked like something out of a medieval horror movie, designed to mold me into their perfect, submissive little puppet. No way. I glared at the dress, a cold, defiant grin spreading across my face. If they wanted a royal Luna who bowed to their expectations, they were about to get a major reality check.

Maliyla said. I smiled and thanked her. Taking in her dress, Maliyla had chosen a red mermaid halter-sexy backless dress, which only accentuated her curves even more. Her long black hair cascaded down her back in soft curls. Her makeup was soft and subtle. As for Kaita's dress, she chose to wear a black sparkle trumpet mermaid spaghetti strap sweetheart gown. She had carefully placed her golden locks in a high ponytail with light curls and sported a light yet shimmery makeup that added a touch of a dewy glow to her face and red lips with a hint of gloss.

I say while making a fake pout. “But now you have to strut around in stylish clothes because you are no longer a ghost Selena,” says Katrina, laughing at the situation. “Since you put it that way, you're going to pool in to buy that dress over there for me.” I point to a light blue dress on a mannequin which caught my eyes. “Oh dear!” Katrina looks at the price tag and says with a straight face, “He'll prefer you naked, so he doesn't worry about clothes.” We all burst out laughing.

A different Kat. This Kat had shiny straight hair that glistened and swung with every sway of her hips. The blazer she wore had high shoulders and a funky print. The matching mini skirt showed off her slim, shapely legs. Low-heeled leather ankle boots in bright purple completed the ensemble. It was hip and chic and fun...and perfect.

With a final glance at the apartment, I hurriedly left. Arriving at the restaurant, I found Katy already waiting for me. She was a vision of vibrant energy, exuding warmth and confidence. Her outfit reflected her lively personality, as she donned a flowing summer dress adorned with vibrant floral patterns. The colors seemed to dance in harmony with her every movement, capturing the essence of her cheerful spirit. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her shoulders, adding a touch of elegance to her overall look.

Pew pew pew. Kate has a quick shower and gets changed. There’s a blue rental gown waiting for her on her bed. There’s also a waist-long blonde wig to cover her hair since there’s no time to fix it. The best school otakus and cosplayers are in her stylist team, fixing her makeup, hair, the gown with the puffy skirt and the petticoat underneath, and the stilettos lent from Grace’s walk-in wardrobe.

She needed to be charming, seductive - remind Vitale of why he had chosen her to rule beside him. Back in her chambers, Kat stood before the mirror assessing her appearance. The sleek black gown accentuated every curve, its plunging neckline revealing the swells of her breasts. She turned, watching the fabric shimmer and hug her slender frame. Yes, this would please Vitale. She twisted her platinum curls into an elegant updo and applied her makeup artfully. Smokey eyes, nude lips, and a spritz of her favored jasmine perfume.