Bliss Dresses Logan Novels & Stories

It'll be nice to get away from the city, even if it is just for a little bit, but a small, tingling feeling begins to form in the back of my mind as I look down at my pastel pink dress. My eyes move over to Logan, taking in his appearance. He wears a navy blue suit with a baby blue dress shirt, his hair slicked back and out of his face, like he usually has it. I raise an eyebrow him, try not to arouse any suspicion from my own suspicions, and turn away, staring at the road ahead.

𝙇𝙊𝙂𝘼𝙉 Papillon giggled, tightening the way her thighs were wrapped around my waist. "Thank you. Thank you." Papillon giggled, kissing me again, again, and again... each one sweeter than the last. Nothing felt sweeter than her acting this way toward me. "Logan got me a studio! Yay!!!" she laughed, bouncing in my arms. She must really have confidence in me that I won't let her fall from the way she kept jumping in my arms.

She simply maintained a faint smile and said, "You don't have to feel shy about it. You can check out our wedding dresses for free. "Here at Blissful Bride Boutique, we aspire to let every woman put on a unique dress as they marry their perfect man. The quality and design of our dresses are the best in the whole country. Every type of dress is one of a kind. "So, why don't you take a look?" Celena was very moved by what she heard. Her eyes were twinkling in excitement as she looked at the dresses, and she said softly, "I'll go have a look. Thank you."

"Listen up. I'm Natalia Accardi. That name on the dress? Natalia. Accardi." The clerk flinched hard. Someone muttered, "We should call the designer... figure out what's happening..." "Screw that!" Jella shrieked, clutching her face, eyes wild and blazing. "Call security! This bitch is dead!" I tilted my head. "Still yappin'? Want a matching scar?" She jerked back, hands flying to her face. I smirked, eyes flicking to the staff. "Get the dress off her. I'll let this slide. Don't? Your store's done tomorrow."

Once the marriage alliance was complete with Brigette and Jason, he wouldn’t have much to worry about. Thinking of this, a sinister smile crept up to his lips as he made the connection. He then called Brigette into his office. She walked in with her long blonde hair pulled into a soft bun with a short red dress, heavy makeup and some black heels. She was known around the company for dressing as such. Dylan looked at her with displeasure. “You should stop dressing so provocatively.” She merely crossed her arms and retorted. “Is there anything the matter? Why did you call me here?”

The most beautiful smell of honey and peaches invading all of my senses. Gripping me in every way Mate! Mate! Get mate! I felt my eyes shifting darker, I could smell her, and when I looked further up the staircase I could see her. My little mate. Blossom's POV "Come on we'll be late!" Quinn practically screamed at me "Why do you even care? You already have a mate... what are you getting out of tonight?" I asked as I pinned my hair up in the mirror. She was sat on the bed, putting her blue heels on, her white dress flowing over the edge of the covers.

When Ashley's battery ran out, Logan grabbed his phone and permitted Nate to d******d games on his phone. By nightfall, everyone went to their tents and freshened up for dinner. This time, we didn't have to cook. The dinner and the rest of the meals would be prepared by the resort. Logan came out wearing casual clothing, with black slacks and a blue buttoned-up shirt, his hair nicely combed back and to one side. "Wow, you look hot, babe," I say making him chuckle, and his cheeks turning red. "I have a little surprise for you, mind-changing into this beauty and following me somewhere?" he says pointing to a white box he pulled out from under the bed. I smiled and opened it slowly, inside was

I asked slowly, hating myself for the little thrill of pleasure I gained from the idea he’d taken time out of his bus schedule out of shopping for me. He shrugged and I swear twin colored spots appeared on his cheeks. “Get ready.” Hours later, I studied my reflection in the mirror. The dress Logan had chosen for me was a deceptively simple floor-length midnight blue sheath with a lace overlay, narrow shoulder straps and a neckline that plunged lower than I was happy with. When I realized how much of my cleavage was exposed, I’d seriously considered changing into something else but Azra wasn’t really keen on me challenging Logan. “You look stunning in it.” She’d said, piling my hair on top of

Looking back at the mirror and literally rushing up the rest of my makeup, I let my hair fall to my back like Logan loved it, then I proceeded to put on the dress he had lain out for me. When I wore it, I literally gasped at how beautiful I looked in the mirror. It was a shimmery lilac gown, hugging all my curves perfectly. It had a long slit from my left knee, all the way up to my thighs. The neckline was a sweetheart kind, revealing a decent amount of cleavage. It was just perfect! I grinned at my reflection, turning around a good number of times, before proceeding to put on my shoes and spray some perfume. Just as I covered the lid of the perfume and dropped it back on the vanity stand, t

When I asked him to pick my dress, it did not occur to me the great service I was doing to myself. “Agatha, where is Logan? I haven’t seen him in two days,” I pointed as she prepared my bath. “He hasn’t left the seamstress' side in the last two days.” She replied, “He would not let them go until they all come up with the most unique dress for you. In his words, it has to be perfect.” I couldn’t lie, I was flattered. I smiled for a couple of seconds and then called myself back into order. Logan’s obsession was sometimes masked beautifully in what looked like reasonable romance and intentionality, but I knew better. He was losing his mind.