Badass Costumes Novels & Stories

This was something else entirely. Werewolves were everywhere, each dressed in elaborate costumes that ranged from historical figures to pop culture icons. Some wore contemporary outfits with a supernatural twist, while others opted for traditional, elegant attire. The variety was stunning. A Marie Antoinnette walked by me hand in hand with a Wolverine. These costumes clearly didn’t come from a Party Central mall. They weren’t the cheap stuff you could buy off the rack. No, these costumes had been custom made by professionals. I wouldn’t be surprised if some people had gone to the local theatre department and commissioned the costume designer to make something for them.

[Vanessa] Lisa stepped into the suite and handed me a maid’s uniform. “Sorry it’s a bit sweaty, Mrs. Haz,” she hands me a bag. “Oh, and watch out for the housekeeper, she’s a real bitch.” It’s a bit surreal seeing her dressed as me from earlier today. Once BLACKEAGLE headquarters knew which dress I was going to wear, they quickly duplicated down to the mask, gloves, and jewelry. It probably helped that my tricky mobster had designed all of those dresses for me months ago. All the maids had to do was report back and they could pull up the specs and patterns. I guess if they can produce high-grade military armor in less than a day, a dress is nothing.

Hours later, we were out the door to check out the Dottie Gaming event. Ivan's eyes were wide as saucers the moment he saw me and Sharon in Dottie's characters. She had us wear her badass heroine costumes for the new game that she just launched as a promotional thing. It was part Viking inspired themed costume, complete with the leather boots mixed with tomb raider bad ass chick feel. Dottie combined our look with leather shorts and matching leather bustier with intricate gold design. We even got fake knives on our leather belts, and also fake guns on our leather shoulder straps.

“We’re almost ready.” Celeste took a sip of her coffee. “No trailers? No fuss?” Mara’s grin was quick, conspiratorial. “I promised you plain, didn’t I?” Celeste laughed softly, warmth humming through her ribs. “Yes. You did.” Inside, she changed into the costume, simple trousers, a worn cotton blouse. A version of herself that wasn’t glammed or armoured, just… human. She sat at the small vanity Mara had propped by the open French doors, dusting the faintest touch of powder over her skin while someone pinned her hair into a loose knot.

"That peach thing says, 'Hi, I'm sweet and romantic and would never stab you in your sleep.' The leather one says, 'I might choke you, but you'll like it.'" "It's a date, not a cage fight," Tasha replied, tugging her satin robe tighter. Debby flung her legs up dramatically and hurried toward the closet. She took out the outfit that she thought Tasha should wear. It could only be described as post-apocalyptic dominatrix couture. It was sleek black leather, had silver buckles, and sheer mesh in places Tasha didn't even know you could legally expose. "Imagine his face when you walk out dressed in this," Debby said, doing jazz hands.

This was an A list celebrity setup. “Your costumes are hanging in the wardrobe, get yourselves ready, it won’t be long now” said the assistant as she left the room. I quickly made my way to the table and scoffed a handful of the chocolates, my lack of breakfast now kicking in. As I munched down the tasty treats, I heard Dan laughing. I looked up to see he was holding up our costumes! It was not at all what I was expecting to say the least. Dan was holding in one hand pair silver hot pants in the other a silver leotard. Each had the number five emblazoned across it.

Perhaps it's the Harley Quinn costume sponsoring her carefree-about-to-fucking-release-my-demons face but still, she looks trigger happy. Her costume suits her crazy and it's probably my favorite costume tonight. Belle made sure to include a set of outfits not allowed, Tee's was top of the list because Belle wanted her to shine and not have any competition. Tee's costume does her curves no justice, her ass is a little squeezed by the material of her shorts and her tits are torturing every man that looks her way. She's beautiful, not like Belle but timid beauty that she tries to conceal but it shines out bright, and sexy in every sense of the word.

It’s more of sexy dresses and Hailee brought from it, well, she loves it, that style. “This is for you, you and of course you” Hailee individually hand us out the paper bags starting from Jai, me and Quinn. We are all surprised with her because in the first place this is not the type of dresses that we can manage to wear, these are all revealing dresses. “You can use that for certain occasions” Hailee told us. “This is way too much revealing” Jai told Hailee while looking at the dress.

"Yes, he did. How did you know?" Before Nate could even speak, Theo answered her question. "Nate is the costume director and designer of MBS Fashion. Hero assigned him there." "Really?" She eye-widened at Nate. "That came from the original brand called 9MUSA," Nate added. They all fall into silence as Aurelie appreciates the beauty of the dress she's wearing. It feels so comfortable since it's made of cotton. Red suddenly broke their silence. "It looks good on you, Aurelie. You look very beautiful."

replied Emeraude. "And is the decoration going to have a theme?" he asked. "It will be all white and black, because since there will be several colorful costumes, it would overshadow it a bit, so I chose neutral," explained Emeraude, showing him other photos. "And why do we have to go as Prince and Princess?" Cassian asked, returning the papers. "Because I want the same costume for both of us and for the girls," replied Emeraude. "Both of us will go as police officers and they'll go as bandits with those striped outfits," he suggested, laughing.