Novel & Cerita Bella Swan Blue Dress Breaking Dawn

Bella's POV So Baron wants a fancy date. I can wear fancy dresses if I have to. I have a few in my closet. I do not know why I like to impress him so much. I am not even supposed to worry about what he thinks. I cannot allow myself to fall in love with a man who does not believe in love. In a way, I get into a beautiful blue dress. It fits my body perfectly. It also has a long slit on the one leg. I wonder where he is going to take me. Why couldn't he wait until our regular Friday night dates? Is he missing me as much as I miss him? What do I do? I know I look beautiful in a plain dress. I only put on silver accessories because I love silver more than gold. I am dressed to impress but not to

What a great friend I'm. I sigh deeply, looking at nothing in particular. We sit in silence for a while, hiding secrets of our own and yet being there for each other. We are at Bella's home right now. Owen convinced her to lend her most prized dress to me for the occasion. It's a blue dress with a slit on the middle, showing a decent amount of my flesh. “So, when is the date?” Owen is the one to break our not so comfortable silence. Eyeing him suspiciously, I answer “In an hour or so. He will pick me up from here.” This seems interesting enough to gain Bella's attention.

"Bella, have you been waiting long?" "I just finished changing, so it took a bit longer. I thought you would have to wait a long time," Bella said, intentionally ignoring Pearl's presence. Seeing Bella, Pearl couldn't hide her envy. Bella was also wearing a black, tight-fitting dress, but it was long with a high slit, revealing her slender and fair legs. The beautiful dress not only highlighted Bella's fair skin but also accentuated her attractive curves. Bella had light makeup, flowing long hair, and wore an expensive silver-white jewelry set, enhancing her beautiful face. The combination of dark clothing and sparkling jewelry created an elegant and impressive style.

Dante watched Bella move through the conservatory of the Blackwood estate, her every step a calculated defiance of the expectations set by his aunt Evelyn. She hadn't worn the high-necked, pearls-and-tweed ensemble the family "consultants" had suggested. Instead, she had chosen a dress of deep, midnight navy that fit her with the precision of a tailored suit. She looked less like a grateful newcomer and more like a woman who had come to inspect the property before deciding whether to buy it.

Lillian rolled her eyes, but the smile never left her face. “It would definitely be a reality, trust me.” Bella assured with a shrug. “I guess we're done here.” Lillian mumbled and stood up. “Yeah, just need this and you're good to go.” Bella replied as she stretched out a fancy clutch purse to her, and she accepted it with a smile. “Now, this is whom we call the Disney princess.” Lillian couldn't help but to chuckle at Bella's little drama. She was wearing a one – shoulder blue flare dress which stopped above her thigh and a black ankle strap heel.

Bella is still angry on Blaze for what he did to her that morning. "Crazy man. How dare he?" she muttered out loud. She had her breakfast too scared that Linda might tell Blaze if she didn't. She bathed and dressed in another gown which he choose for her again. This one is the dark blue one. The gown has full sleeves. The cloth of the sleeves is sheer see-through lace. Even though the sleeves are full, her arms are still visible through the cloth.

Angela sat on the bottom step of the grand staircase, playing with the hem of her dress. "Where is she?" Killian muttered to himself. "We're going to be late." Just then, he looked up and froze. Bella slowly climbed down the stairs, one hand on the banister to steady herself in the unfamiliar heels. She wore the armless blue dress with a thigh-high slit, paired with the black heels. The dress hugged her curves perfectly, the color making her skin glow and her eyes seem even darker. Killian couldn't take his eyes off her. A slow smile spread across his face, genuine and unguarded in a way Bella rarely saw.

Samson and Sersi took Bella’s car. The place was elegant and rich. Bella wore a beautiful halter neck dress that came up to her knees. It was a burnt orange color. She wore emerald green earrings, and she looked beautiful. Sersi also wore a sweetheart neckline dress. It was in aqua blue and she wore pink diamond earrings.

Her lilac scent calms my nerves and practically lulls my wolf to sleep, well, it would if he didn’t lose his mind at the sight of her in that dress. Beta Levi has missed his calling. Apparently, he has an eye for fashion. I’ll have to remember to both thank him for ordering this dress for Bella, as I swear it looks as if it were made for her, and also give him shit for being a little too good at dress shopping for her. The gown is a satin, fitted navy blue floor-length sleeveless dress that perfectly matches my jacket. The neckline delicately grazes her breasts, forcing me to remind myself not to stare.

“Mr. Blue—” “Calder. And, just—wait,” he instructed. “Don’t pull. Something on your dress is caught in my, uh . . . belt buckle.” It was only because he was a whisper away from her face that he saw her cheeks flush a little. It would otherwise have been almost impossible to tell, since she had enough makeup troweled on to rival a wax museum mannequin. He guessed it was to cover the damage from going one-on-one with the air bag and losing. “I’d ask what on earth it is you’re wearing, but it’s probably best you don’t explain. Hold on.” He shifted, trying to free himself from the white lace edging the voluminous layers of purple satin that made up the wide skirt of the antebellum ensemble she h