Blood Splatter Dress Novels & Stories

You could tell that they attempted to dress them up and look presentable but with the multiple scars and bite marks encased on their frail Human bodies, the dresses did little to help them. There was one Vampire that caught my eye as we were heading towards the dancefloor. She was tall, probably my height or barely shorter. She had blonde locks that fell pin straight below her ass, and she wasn’t wearing the traditional red and black like most of them were. She was in the softest ice blue dress, adorned with sparkles and lined with white fur. It was a long dress, dragging the floor behind her and the top was a spaghetti strap style. Her skin was just a shade darker than everyone else's and h

“When you marry my brother and move here we can do this all the time.” I smile to myself, liking the thought of marrying Aspen. I come here often and consider it my second home so I wouldn’t mind living here permanently. Once our spa day is over, Ada hands me a beautiful baby blue dress with specks of silver throughout it. It is a long flowing maxi dress with a silver belt with lotus flower design cut into it. The sleeveless dress has the same pattern at the shoulder that connects the front of the dress to the back with a pretty sheer train leading down the shoulders. It seems very similar to the dress that girl in Game of Thrones wore. “Ada, is this the dress from that human tv show Game of

The image of that exposed flesh has my blood warming with need. The dress has an Ombre colouring where blue is at the bottom and bleeds up into black. And the back is completely exposed down to the very base of her spine but not too far to be slutty. It shows off her wing tattoos and I am surprised she chose a dress that showed so much. It also has Ombre coloured looped sleeves that sit on her arms and are attached to the halter neck in a loose loop fashion. I am in complete awe; she looks like a goddess as she reaches the bottom of the stairs and begins to walk toward me. I see her smile begin to drop and it released me from my frozen position so I can approach her.

Jeffrey said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. Ava slipped her hand inside the bag and pulled out a stunning blue sparkling dress. The dress was a floor-length, strapless gown made of intricate beaded lace that shimmered and shined in the light. The blue hue was a deep, rich shade that seemed to glow with an inner light, and the beading added a touch of whimsy and romance. Ava's breath caught in her throat as she gazed at the dress, her eyes widening in awe. "It's beautiful," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

"Shall we?" I nod, letting her go ahead. She eagerly reaches in and pulls out a stunning dark green dress. "Wow," she whispers, echoing my thoughts exactly. The dress is stunning—an A-line gown with spaghetti straps, its bodice adorned with sparkling rhinestones. It shimmers under the light, cascading down to the floor in a way that’s both elegant and enchanting. The dress has a daring side slit that promises to reveal just the right amount of leg with each step. It’s more of a prom dress than a party dress, but it’s undeniably beautiful.

I made my way over to her and took the dress from her. The dress, which Tattia had so lovingly made, was a masterpiece. Its base was a deep, smoky charcoal silk velvet, a color that shifted with hints of deepest blue and midnight purple under the light. It was a bold choice, a complete rejection of traditional white, but now, it was a ghost of its former self. A long, jagged tear ripped through the A-line skirt, as if someone had taken a knife to it in a fit of rage. And worse, a large, dark stain—thick and oily, like some kind of chemical dye or ink—had seeped across the fabric, spreading like a disease and dulling the very soul of the dress.

Oh, she mustn't know me very well. I tip my glass back, downing the contents of my drink in seconds. Then I reach for hers. "Can I have that? I'm parched." She smiles, delighted. "Of course, you need it more than I do." I take it. She's wearing a lovely dress. It is white. What a shame. I flick my wrist so fast, there's no way she can dodge it. The drink splatters, on her face, on her bodice, down the layers of tule. Maximum coverage. Lovely. The music in the background stops, and people gasp.

Jax called out making me blush. I.walked out into my room, on my bed was an amazingly stunning dress. It was a ball gown, long and flowing, lilac in colour and it had no shoulders. It had white light lace from top to bottom with flowers, tulips embroidered in the lace. The mid section had a beautiful bow snd the strings traced around the back to a Vampire that had a dargon wrapping arount it.

maybe it's also because his muscle tells me that he can beat up any stupid guy that tries touching me. I move over to the dinner dress, I don't plan on wasting anytime trying each on, because they appear too expensive and I know I'm taking only one. I go straight for the red dress, lifting it high before my eyes to inspect. Red seqins material that will certainly glow in the dark, it flows still the floor with a slit opening mid light downwards, it has spaghetti straps and a cowl neck and a zip at the back. I groan and strip down to my rag undies and try it now. They are faded and color washed with too much stitches that shows the lot of accidents we have been involved in, I'm glad this is a

Charli I stared nervously at the full-length mirror in our dressing room. When I'd opened the large box that had arrived earlier in the day, I gasped, shocked at the dress Nox had ordered. It wasn't the dress itself. It was beautiful: direct from Saks Fifth Avenue with a designer tag. What surprised me was the color. Red. Bright candy-apple red. Bring-traffic-to-a-screeching-halt red. I had to wonder if it was some kind of play on the skater dress I'd purchased months ago.