Azur Lane St Louis Dress Novels & Stories

King Azalea decided to sleep in one of the twin's room. He didn't know who owned it. Of course the picture was there but they were both strikingly alike. He couldn't even tell who was who from the picture. Sure there was a huge Louis Vuitton sticker on the wardrobe. He opened it to find a whole collection of that brand. Was that how high the obsession was. From lingeries to trousers, joggers, t-shirts, gowns, blazers, skirts, sneakers, everything.

We are two intense beings, passionate, made to consume each other. After this sweet distraction, we wash up, taking our time, then we dress to go out. Tonight, it's dinner at a restaurant. A night out. A night to be seen. A night of glory. I slip into one of the new dresses Auracio gave me. It's breathtaking. Black, form-fitting, with a plunging neckline that showcases my generous bust and emphasizes my hips. A cherry red trail runs along the edges like a flame, and I wear perfectly matched red high heels.

"Shall we?" I nod, letting her go ahead. She eagerly reaches in and pulls out a stunning dark green dress. "Wow," she whispers, echoing my thoughts exactly. The dress is stunning—an A-line gown with spaghetti straps, its bodice adorned with sparkling rhinestones. It shimmers under the light, cascading down to the floor in a way that’s both elegant and enchanting. The dress has a daring side slit that promises to reveal just the right amount of leg with each step. It’s more of a prom dress than a party dress, but it’s undeniably beautiful.

I muttered, trying to sound convincing but miserably failing. But it doesn’t mean I’ll back out, especially not now. “Let’s go.” Nodding, River clicked through the button at the side of the gate, and it opened. I walked forward with my purple dress, which had long, meshy sleeves. The length is down below my knees, paired with white heels. I’ve worn dresses before at events, but this one? It suits me. All the dresses I have in France now feel like it was tailored for me.

Stella reassured me that the Alpha Prince and his wolf, Bjorn, were both impressed by us for standing up for ourselves and claiming our prey. I checked myself one last time in the full-length mirror of the restroom. The new dress they had bought me was from the Delgatti fall line. It was silk, and the top was a bit looser than my previous dress, but this one was still one of my favorites. It was a deep dark purple with black accentuating jewels bedazzled on the waist band. The top was created like a blouse with a high collar that tied into a bow, the waist band started the tightening of the silk which stopped just above the knee and had a small slit on the left side. It matched well with the

It is afternoon and everyone seems to be enjoying the feast, once again except the Velmiran nobles. I am seated beside Azraelyrs on a dais overlooking the hall. Now, I am dressed differently in a red, velvet-looking gown. The dress has a low neckline with beautiful, shiny gems almost like little jewel buttons running down the front deep V-neckline. The sleeves are super dramatic; big, puffy, and gathered around the arms. The middle part of the dress is fitted at my waist and flows down to the floor, also having a high thigh slit that shows off one of my legs.

She seemed to forget her lowly status, accepting Conal's sweet love step by step. Azura rummaged through her wardrobe and found a pair of black jeans and a red turtleneck sweater, both of excellent quality. Conal buys a lot of dresses for her, but she doesn't like to wear expensive clothes. Gorgeous dresses are only suitable for billionaires or affluent ladies. For Azura, she wants to be an average person, have a peaceful life, does not need to be too rich; just that is enough.

Haze's dress for the gala was a breathtaking creation in a mesmerizing sky-blue hue. The gown gracefully cascaded down to the floor, exuding an air of elegance and sophistication. Its flowing silhouette accentuated Haze's slender figure, hugging her curves in all the right places. Adorned with delicate diamond embellishments, the dress shimmered and sparkled as if reflecting the starry night sky. The diamonds formed intricate patterns along the bodice, adding a touch of glamour and capturing the light with every movement.

I was completely entranced by the gown and insisted on trying it on immediately. As I stood infront of the dressing room mirror, I knew that this was the coronation dress. It was formal, yet modest. It had a V-neck with flared 3-quarter sleeves and the hem sat just above my knees witha slight slit. The hemline was frilly and the colors blended together perfectly. It was perfect for the occasion. Azak walked up behind me and as he looked me up and down his eyes flashed that gorgeous fire orange of his. I had never seen hunger in a man's eyes before, but as I stood there I could see it in his, and I knew he wanted me just as badly as I wanted him.

Lora replied while sliding her fingers through the satin dress she would wear for the night. It was an imposing piece, in a shade of red very close to the copper strands in her hair. Unlike the previous one, the dress was not daring. With long sleeves, a modest length and a closed front, the Dolce&Gabbana model looked perfect for the occasion. Its only relevant detail, other than the embroidered seam, was the long opening in the back. - "I agree" Drake enjoyed the view through Lora's picture windows. Los Angeles was different from Vegas, as if it were the bright side of the coin. A bustling city, but sheltered from all lust and chaos. Full of rich and powerful people, but also of ordinary pe