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“Ah, Jisella… come in,” Killian was a stone of annoyance… and Kendra was enjoying every bit of it, especially with the way her mate’s emotions were all over the place. That seldom happened. Jisella came in as commanded, bowing slightly, her short dark hair becoming messy at the action. “Here are the clothes you asked me to bring, my lady.” “Thank you, child,” Morgana took special outfits from her, “You may go now.” The young maid curtsied once more and left.

"I was once the most powerful witch on the bayou.....and the most feared......none would dare to cross me" "What happened?", Merlin asked, her curiosity piqued. Edith hesitated before answering, "I fell in love" "With whom?", Merlin pressed, more than curious now. Edith didn't answer but continued fussing around her, as she pulled on the transparent, flowing dress that she had brought with her. Her hands worked deftly, adjusting the fabric and fastening it with hidden clasps until Merlin stood, fully dressed in front of the mirror. At first, she didn't recognize herself, the woman in the mirror looked somehow older and more womanly as the soft, gauzy fabric of the dress skimmed seductively o

As the stylists worked with her face and hair, Morgana was sitting on the couch flipping through a shopping brochure, choosing an outfit for her. As soon as Aurora was done with her makeup, she was shoved into a dressing room to get changed. When she came out with a finished look, everyone was stunned, including the stylists who did her makeover. “Holy fuck…” Morgana shot up from the couch, rounding her eyes at Aurora. “Look at you! You are glowing!” Aurora was wearing a silver bodycon dress that hugged her curves perfectly. The deep V-neckline showed off her cleavage. One side slit-up design brought out her leg.

“I want to see more from you.” Merlin, who was sitting atop railings, was not wearing his usual purple-colored robe. Instead, he was wearing a simple white button-up shirt and pants paired with house slippers. He looked pretty decent for Cent who was used to him wearing his tattered robe as if it was already his second skin.

Dress after dress. "Meredith, this is the best you've shown me yet." It's a coral and floral pattern dress with sea stars on my breasts. For a mermaid I do look amazing. The purples in the dress match my purple and pink fins. "I am ever so glad you think so, my lady."

She looked remarkably calm for a woman whose knees were still shaking from orgasms so strong, seismic equipment had surely felt the tremors. Scrubbed face, hair whisked back in a single, severe braid down her back. Nothing sexy…if she didn’t include Alyssa’s tight purple submissive-maiden leather get-up in the picture. That, unfortunately, was hard to ignore. She wasn’t about to go prowling through Jack’s closet for something else to wear. Too intimate. Chewing her lip, Morgan hesitated. She couldn’t afford to have the bastard to think the outfit was the closest thing to an engraved invitation for sex. Maybe if she gave off her best get lost vibes, he’d buy a clue. If not…

She was more nervous than usual, which she attributed to Arthur's presence. The lights in the club were turned off and the screen was turned on. A woman with long black hair down to her waist, olive skin, and natural makeup appeared on the screen. She was dressed only in a dark robe that made it seem as if she was wearing nothing else. Only a necklace with the large pendant of a bow adorned her neck. It was not only sensuality that was present in her, but elegance as well. And that was really what Morgana's message was. The simple could be elegant as well.

Henry said, "Make sure Morgan doesn't hear about this. You know how fiery her temper is. If she ever learns about what Wallace is like at the company, she'll be there with her knife." Regal Corporation's opening ceremony was to be held on a Saturday, so Bennett drove Morgan back to the family house on Friday. Amanda came home with Morgan's dress as well. It was a chiffon dress the same shade of pink as roses. The lower half of the dress was designed to be slightly puffy, taking inspiration from the gowns of noblewomen in the past. There were two feather-like decorations on the shoulders. Amanda went to the bedroom with Morgan and helped her put on the gown. This gown was so complicated that

the woman said, setting the bag on the nearby table. Preston's arms loosened around me, and I took the opportunity to slide off his lap, my legs slightly unsteady. The woman left as quietly as she'd come, closing the door behind her. "What's this?" I asked, moving toward the bag. "Open it." I pulled out the tissue paper carefully, revealing a dress that made me catch my breath. It was a silver mermaid gown, the fabric shimmering like liquid mercury. The bodice was fitted with delicate beading that caught the light, and the skirt flared dramatically at the knees.

"So, finally you changed your mind." Drake smiled sweetly at the woman in front of him. Morgana was dressed in a tube down that leaves her upper body bear to the eyes, already gathering attention to them, as those around them couldn't take their eyes off her. Her silver hair was beautifully styled and pinned at the back of her head to stop it from causing obstructions to her gorgeous skin. She was dressed to kill and people are mentally being slaughtered. Her long lashes fanned seductively as she responded to the beautiful man in front of her.