Blackstar Dresses Novels & Stories

I don't want to ruin the night. As to what that anonymous guy instructed in the letter. I wore my navy blue tube dress with a pretty necklace that has a V pendant on it. I also covered my bruises with concealers and I finished about almost an hour covering it all up because its all over my body now and it even got bigger than before. If this was normal, I would've looked like a battered daughter because of the bruises I have in my body. Thankfully that's not the case. "Hey, are you nervous?" I heard Mal asking me. I was thinking too much I didn't even notice we'd arrived at the grand theatre.

She then explained that one of them was a special dress made in limited numbers, so she could not let Serenity try it on because she was only a junior staff member but that Serenity could take a look at it and if she was really interested in it, she could ask the store manager to let her try it. Serenity's gaze fell on the picture of the limited edition dress. It was a long black gown that was both elegant and yet exuding a sense of mystery. Because it was studded with diamonds, the dress did not look plain or boring at all. In fact, Serenity even found it quite eye-catching. Such a dress would be perfect for her first public appearance in five years! Even Lisa was in awe as she said, "Wow!

"Now, let's focus on your attire..." Asterin's words are interrupted by Astrea's cheerful call. She holds up a dress, a vision in nightshade with intricate silver embellishments and alluring swirls adorning its fabric. It's reminiscent of Calia's provocative attire, albeit more modest with only subtle hints of transparency. However, the dress features daring slits on both sides, offering glimpses of my thighs. The neckline plunges into a deep V-cut, drawing attention to my midriff. "You'll steal the spotlight at the party in this," Asterin assures me, her smile mirroring her sister's enthusiasm.

Weekend:- Hailey entered the venue, catching everyone's attention in a stunning gown that exuded both elegance and mystery. The dress was a rich, deep burgundy shade that almost appeared black in certain lights, with intricate black lace detailing that added a touch of sophistication. The bodice was fitted, with an asymmetrical neckline that left one shoulder bare, emphasizing her graceful collarbone and neck. The full, voluminous skirt flowed down, adorned with delicate embellishments that sparkled subtly as she moved.

"But I don’t know anything about fancy balls." Ryan’s eyes flickered briefly, though he didn’t respond. I could almost feel the weight of his expectations pressing down on me. "This would suit you perfectly, Miss Layla" The sales lady’s words brought me back to reality. I glanced at the dress she was holding up, my eyes widening slightly. It was stunning...a sleek, black dress that shimmered with delicate stones embedded along the fabric. The long slit by the side added an air of elegance and allure, and it looked like something straight out of a magazine.

Upon entering, I was greeted by a steward standing next to my bed, where a magnificent gown lay sprawled. "Welcome, Aurora. I’ve been instructed to assist you in trying on the dress," the steward said, his tone brisk. Immediately, my breath caught up in my throat as my eyes fell on the dress. It was a masterpiece. A deep, shimmering black, the fabric seemed to absorb the light, creating the illusion of a starry night sky. Tiny crystals were meticulously sewn across the material, glimmering like distant stars in a vast, endless void. "Are you going to try it on, or are you just going to stare?" the steward asked, his patience wearing thin.

But the makeup itself was bold—smoky eyes, red lips, sharp and striking, strong and fierce. For a second, I thought I was looking at my twenty-year-old self again. “Flora?” Stefan’s voice came from behind me. “I wasn’t sure what you’d like, so I brought a few options. Come take a look.” I turned. Five dresses lay before me. Each one was flawless. Stefan had impeccable taste. In the end, I chose black. The back of the dress dipped low enough to reveal the edge of my bandages, but I didn’t hesitate. Let them see. I wasn’t the one who had anything to hide.

“It's been so long and lonely, and my wolf misses him.” “Don't worry, you will see him soon.” After breakfast with Renee, I went back upstairs. Rachel had laid out three dresses on my bed; a deep green satin dress that clung to the body, a light pink one with delicate lace, and a sleek black one that screamed elegance. “This one,” she said, pointing to the black I picked up the fabric and ran my fingers over it. The colour reminded me of passion… and danger. “Perfect,” I agreed. “I’ll wear it tonight.”

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:

Yuri's dress: metallic silver damask. My dress: shimmering midnight furs. The Blue Star. The Silver Star. The Black Star. The colors the Beast that had been tormenting me in my visions and onto my canvas spoke of. We were the stars.