Badass Costumes Novels & Stories

In my perfect illusion, as I was lost into the waves of fangirl emotions, Sean has managed to get inside the room and walk towards me. "Pretty decent for me." He said, looking down at my dress. Out of all the days of this year, I decided to don my babydoll today. I narrowed my eyes at him and cleared my throat. "Eyes up here." He looked up and a teasing smile was playing across his face. "Do you want to try that convincing position once?"

"You better not disappoint and make sure your dress is black, the boss loves dark stuff. Be fast about it." I gave him a mocking salute. "Don't worry, I never disappoint, I'll give the boss whatever he wants. He's gonna have a memorable birthday." Inside the dressing room, I quickly found an outfit that matched the seductive and commanding image I wanted to project...a black lace bodysuit with strategic cutouts that left little to the imagination. I paired it with thigh-high boots and adjusted my eyes mask. The effect was stunning and dangerously alluring. When I emerged, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. The transformation was complete. I looked every bit the dark temptress I intended

Today was the day I was supposed to join the training. I pushed aside the soft, delicate dresses that Jay liked me to wear, and I reached for the boldest, most commanding attire that I had, a warrior set that was made especially for a Luna—it was sleek, it was imposing, and it was made for battle. The dark material, a combination of leather and light armor plating, was embroidered with intricate designs that featured gold and silver, all signs of power and dominance. The attire fit me to perfection, hugging my physique not to highlight its beauty but its power, which was something that Jay hated.

"Are you going to ask me that? Or maybe you want me to answer and remind you what happened? But we can do it again." "Shut up Nigel! You're really annoying!" I shouted at him and threw a pillow at him first but he quickly put it away and the devil even laughed. "I didn't know you were like this after making love. You're a sadist, you weren't like that before," "Shut up! Get dressed!" I said and looked away, how come he's not wearing anything until now? "Why? The view is better without clothes, right?" "You're not funny! Get dressed!" I snorted.

He promises me this will be the only time he will ask for another chance as he takes one of my hands and walks into the store with me. Once we are in the store, I look at all the costumes hanging on mannequins, on hangers, in their original packaging, and all the props. It feels very overwhelming in here, I don’t think we will find the perfect couple's costume for us. It’s that overwhelming I don’t know where to start. I see Garrett has gone one way in the store to look, while I go the other way. Looking around every inch of the store I have found nothing that screams Jen and Garrett. Nothing. There are couple costumes, but it was either cop and robber, Sonny and Cher, Raggedy Ann and Ragged

However, now that I thought of it, I didn't know why I'd been so reluctant after all. The costume shop had all sorts of hunting festival attire on display, such as capes cut from whole silver fox pelts, dark, long dresses embroidered with crescent moon hunting patterns, and more. I picked out a simple yet sturdy-looking garment. It felt solid and seemed suitable enough for carrying out long missions. As I was about to check the price on the tag, I suddenly heard Cynthia's voice from behind me. "Which one do you like, Layla? I'll pay for it for you."

Jeez, sweetheart, how can I return when you wear that? I found myself taken aback as I stepped into the vehicle, for there before I sat Claire, dressed in the very costume that had been fashioned for her by the hands of Russell a short while prior. She covers herself in a provocative rabbit costume, reminiscent of those often depicted in "hentai" videos. Her flawless complexion and the gentle curvature of her thighs beckon, inviting one's touch to explore their velvety softness. The rigid object covering her bosom was impossible to ignore. Its allure tempted me to engage in a tantalizing game of tongue.

I shouted immediately with a scorned look on my face. Jessica was startled for a moment as she withdrew, taking a few steps backward. She looked scared as she stared at the fierce look on my face. A mocking smile appeared on her face all of a sudden as she glanced all over me, staring at my outfit. "I wanted to get angry but just looking at your cheap outfit... tsk!" I threw her hands down as she raised her hands to touch my cloth with the tip of her index and thumb. She glared at me again, "Two hundred thousand dollars and you move the fuck out!"

It was the easiest costume I could gather given the time I had to prepare. White dress, soft feathers, a halo and a golden mask. I stepped in through the massive doors. Loud music blared all around as everyone danced along The main hall was packed and filled with several unknown faces. Dozens—maybe over a hundred—people, all dressed in Halloween costumes and masks. Skeletons. Witches. Vampires. Demons. Darth Vader, hell there was even someone dressed as Voldemort too. As I stared around for any kind of familiar face, a guy dressed as a giant banana walked past me handing me a red plastic cup.