Black Onyx Dress Novels & Stories

” Nika moans in pain, rubbing her where a glass shard had pierced her earlier on “None of these dresses look like they are meant to be worn to greet a king.” The door to the suite opens and Anisa runs in clutching a gown, “How about this?” She shows Astria the gown. It's a black dress with a halter-style neckline made of gold chains and intricate gold embroidery across the bodice. The skirt is long and flowing with very high side slits that reveal the legs. The dress is dramatic, slutty and all things wester….

With a resigned sigh, Leonor freshened up and slipped into the dress, the silky fabric cool against her skin. The dress was a sleek spaghetti-strap black gown that hugged her curves in all the right places. The fabric shimmered in the light, adorned with subtle, intricate patterns that caught the eye without being ostentatious. The bodice was fitted, the skirt flowing gracefully to the floor, and the back dipped in a daring yet elegant V-shape.

Before anyone can open their mouth to respond, I grab my tiny black from my manager and sprint towards the private restroom. I stand with my hands on the sink and peer at my reflection in the mirror. I wish I could splash water on my face but I don't think my makeup artist will love that, she'd put a lot of effort into getting my hair and face done. And my dress; a stunning black dress with intricate rhinestone detailing that catches the light and adds an element of glamor to the overall look. The dress has a unique design, featuring both black and blue fabric that creates a striking contrast. It also has long sleeves, adding an elegant touch to the ensemble. It's a beautiful dress and if it

We were greeted as we walked into the shop. "Oh my lovely, Jazz and Riri. I'm glad you both could make it. Come, I have jaw dropping dresses for you both to select from," Veronica Mars, a renowned fashion designer said leading us to the changing room. "Uwu, this is spicy. I like it," Riri purred, making me laugh. The dress was a sexy black high thigh slit that had accompanied gloves. "This one is pretty," I pointed to a onyx backless satin dress that had a cowl design and a high back slit.

Everyone got to their feet and a hush fell over the crowd. *Ohhhhhhh,* Onyx moaned, as she started down the aisle, her dad holding her arm. My mind raced, even though she had a veil over her face, I could more than see the outline of her perfect body. I knew Renata would do another curve hugging dress just like the one she’d had for the dance. Fuck. I can’t exactly have a boner in front of all these people! It didn’t even look like she had on a bra. The dress was almost like a slip but there was a lot of detail to it.

I only see her around the house. She is probably jealous of me. I ignore her and start trying on the beautiful dresses! Damn, I look good. The dresses were just so beautiful and they fit perfectly. I wonder how Noah was able to figure out my size and when he had all this planned. It was so difficult to pick a perfect dress but I finally selected one, a Tom Ford silky bodycon royal long black gown with spaghetti strap and a slit to die for. My boobs sit perfectly into the dress and I love the way my body feels smooth in the dress.

She leans in the doorway, looking so stunning my heart skips a beat. She’s wearing a long black dress embroidered with gold, silver and bronze threads, making it appear as if she’s wrapped in the night sky itself. It flows around her like a cascading shadow, complimented by her smokey eyes and onyx jewelry. I only wish she looked as happy as she is lovely, instead her beautiful features are positively forlorn. Turning to face her directly, I fall into the bottomless pools of her eyes and Axel sits up in concern. I don’t care what we have to say, as long as it takes that look of her face.

Rachel was wearing a black floor length gown made from satin with spaghetti straps and a slit that reached her mid thigh. The dress was very fitting and it accentuated her curves delightfully. The top of the dress was mostly a transparent black lace that had only her nipples covered. She paired it with gold encrusted ruby earring, black heels and a black clutch bag. She curled her hair making it wavy and applied a nude like makeup. She strutted in front of her full length mirror admiring her look. She turned to check her back view and saw a glorious sight. The back of the dress was wide open and formed a V that stopped just on top of her butt. She had ordered her entire outfit online after N

She seems content, but I think part of her would like to be able to talk about her day with him. "Fine. I'll go. On one condition..." I say. "What?" "I get to wear your brand new dress." She eyed me curiously but ultimately nodded her head in agreement. "If that's what it takes to get you out there, then so be it." Jessica's dress was absolutely stunning. It was an all-black dress with diamond accents. It was a combination of a short and long dress. The overall cut was short, as it tapered long towards the left. My entire right leg was bare and left little to the imagination where it stopped just below my waist. There were also intricate cuts throughout the middle. My stomach and back were v

But I guess I’ll just have to wait until we meet at the gala. I unzip the garment bag. Inside is an elegant, black structured dress with a side slit. It’s soon time. Dave drives me to the gala. It’s a sea of black ties, champagne flutes, and the suffocating scent of old and new money. I walk in, wearing this scandalous dress that clings to every curve, backless, highlighting the faint, disappearing love bites Zayn had left on my shoulders. All eyes are on me, cameras flashing.