Black Onyx Dress Novels & Stories

I smooth my palms down the front of my tight black dress, fingering the folds in the fabric as I go. The expensive black fabric wraps tight around my body and clings high on my thighs. The tiny, thin straps hold the dress over my bra-less breasts, but the neckline dips deep. It's the only dress of its kind I own. Long forgotten, I found this impulse buy hidden far in the back of my wardrobe and away from Blade's prying eyes. It still had the price tag on it and Blade hated when I spent money on expensive clothes. So, I hid it to avoid conflict. Wearing it reminds me why I bought it. It was breathtaking on the mannequin and when I tried it on I felt sexy. Good to know time hasn't changed that

My eyes land on the dress, and I feel a little spark of excitement. The dress is a beautiful mix of black and white. Its fitted bodice has long sleeves that exude understated elegance, with a round neckline that keeps it classic. Geometric patterns of white dots and lines swirl across the black fabric, creating a striking contrast that draws the eye. The cinched waist accentuates my figure perfectly, while the skirt flares out just enough to add a touch of playful movement. A broad white band at the hemline ties everything together with a refined, textured finish. It’s chic, versatile, and perfect for whatever Kassian has planned.

I laughed nervously, following her as she ran her fingers along a row of tight satin dresses. “Oh my God,” she breathed, stopping suddenly. “Ari. Look.” She pulled a hanger off the rack and held it up. The dress was black. Deep. Midnight. It caught the light like liquid obsidian. The neckline plunged low really low and the back? Nonexistent. Thin spaghetti straps held it up like a whisper, and the fabric at the bottom flared just slightly around the knees with a teasing slit. My mouth went dry. I could already imagine Roman’s voice in my ear:

"Let's keep going. If we don't finish shopping by nightfall, we're not going home!" Seeing him so indignant, Yaslyn felt amused. She simply turned and continued walking. Upon reaching a clothing store, her eyes were immediately drawn to a dress on display. It was a black knee-length dress accentuated by a cinched waist, its hemline adorned with small diamonds. The intricate folds resembled flowers, while the hollowed-out design on the cuffs and collar added a touch of allure.

She stood outside my door, a hint of excitement in her tone. “Hmmm?” I replied, curious. “The dress just arrived!” she said, practically bubbling with anticipation. “Oh, okay!” I exclaimed, closing my wardrobe and rushing to open the door. As I came down the stairs, I was stunned by what I saw. A peach gown, designed with elegant black lines that formed beautiful, intricate patterns from the waist down to the hem. These lines were adorned with tiny diamonds, making the delicate designs shimmer and catch the light in a way that was simply breathtaking.

I smirked at Breyona through the mirror. "Obviously." She chuckled as she applied her own eyeliner. I slipped on the black dress and looked it over in the mirror. The fabric was flat and black, holding no shine. It clung to my curves perfectly and ended around mid thigh. The neckline wasn't super low, but there was a cut out in between my bre*sts, highlighting the curves they made. "I have no clue if Alpha Asher will be there tonight." Breyona raised her eyebrow at me as she saw the look on my face, "But if he is, he won't be able to keep his eyes..or hands off of you."

KIM We walked into the ballroom of the Pearce mansion with my hand wrapped around Nathan's arm. The ballroom was a sea of wealth and privilege, filled with elites from all over America and beyond in different brands of designer suits and glittering dresses dripping with money and ego. Nathan is in a charcoal black bespoke suit, tailored perfectly to his measurements. And I'm wearing an onyx black dress Nathan has ordered—again without me knowing. It was a strapless onyx black gown, flared from my waist all the way down. The flare was designed with a collection of small gems that shimmer when it catches the light. And I pair it with the diamond necklace Nathan bought from the auction in Lucer

Amara’s suite felt like a different world, a quiet sanctuary before the storm. The dress, a floor-length gown of liquid black silk, lay across her bed like a promise. It was simple in its elegance, cut in a sleek column that would hug her curves with quiet power. The back plunged into a deep V, edged with delicate silver embroidery that shimmered like starlight, a celestial touch on a dark night. The train was subtle—not long or dramatic, but present, a whisper of power trailing behind her. She ran her fingers over the fabric, the silk cool and smooth against her skin, and she knew instinctively that this wasn’t a choice from a stylist. It was a choice from him.

“7:15. You missed supper, but Dom said they would get you food when you leave.” If I even eat at all… “I can’t believe I slept that long.” I watched as Brittany laid out four different dresses on the bed. They were all vastly different. My eyes was drawn to the black dress. It had a built-in choker of diamonds. The straps were also diamonds that lead to a deep V neckline. In the middle of the choker was a single string of diamonds that ran to the bottom of the V. It ended right below where my boobs should be. The whole thing was fitted but the left side had diamond straps starting from my hip to my mid thigh, exposing my whole left thigh. The back was completely open to my ass. Brittany watc

"You do not have to leave on my account, I can find my way out instead." I paused, without turning to him, without looking at him. I didn't move until I heard the door close. Even with shaky fingers and a heavy heart, I managed to put on the black silk Gucci dress. It was a long and flowing see-through turtleneck without sleeves. My black bra underneath the dress helped hide my breasts, it was a good thing the bottom of the dress had linen underneath. In the jewelry box were a pair of pure onyx studs and a bracelet.