Booktok Costume Novels & Stories

And I couldn't help the naughty thoughts crossing my mind. The girls and I went shopping for our costumes. We decided that this time, we needed to wear something different. Odette always wears the same thing to every costume party or Halloween; vampire or zombie vampire. Starliss is always a sugar fairy. You know, pink to the core with a fluffy bubble skirt and large wings. If she's not pink, she's lavender or yellow. As for me, I'm always the biker with one leg of her oversized nineteenth-century pants cut to my knees. Wearing a concert tee with Anne-Marie's face printed on it, or a skull, skeleton legs or food, a rainbow ripped jacket, and an astronaut helmet. Don't ask me what I am becaus

Kind of. But once it’s said, there’s no taking it back. “I’m totally in,” Lena says instantly, clapping like a child. “Let’s do this,” Katie agrees, already whipping out her phone to book a salon. And that’s it. Decision made. ••••••• By nine p.m., the room looks like a boutique threw up in it with shopping bags, sequins, accessories scattered everywhere. We spent more than half the day tearing through racks until we found costumes that screamed main character vibes. Sexy, bold, a little dangerous.

“This is finally my opportunity to attend a costume party, I plan to look the best even in a mask.” * Time moves pretty slowly when you are looking forward to something but in this case, it flies. Before the duo knows it, it’s already 8pm, Saturday. Arthur walks in beside Bethany, tux tailored to perfection, his black and gold wolf mask only half hiding the wariness in his eyes. Bethany? She’s in a floor length gown the color of blood. Deep red. Off shoulder on both sides that her collarbone is uncovered. The cloth is sculpted to her frame like it was made specially for her.

I nod, not understanding why she'd want a costume party, most people would want a hot celebrity kind of party but Belle desires a halloween party, sweet. She sighs, crossing her arms over her chest. “I know Tiana will be dressed as Harley Quinn, so as to avoid her drama. No one else will dress as her but, I am so glad you're excited Cami.” “I am, I'm just wondering who you would want to dress up as.” “Myself, who else would I want to be?” My eyes widen and I snort, “Umm, Zac Efforn's wife.” She drops her arms and smiles, “Oh my God, yes.”

"I know my sister can go overboard. I mean, you should know her personality. She wants you to let loose for a bit." "But Effie, look what she got me to wear." I unravel myself to show her what her crazy sister got me. "This isn't clothes; I'm wearing lingerie." They got me wearing some sexy tribal costume with my boobs tightened to give that lift, a bottom with a short-ass skirt, and a pearl necklace and bracelet to go with that tropical theme. Thea curled my hair and lifted it into a nice sexy ponytail. And this outfit has small fake diamonds that sparkle. It's too showy. I never wore anything like this before, and I'm too ashamed to get out looking like this.

he said. “You’ll be needing this,” Travis said, holding out a mesh bag. I assumed this was my costume, including Ruth’s specially designed top and avoided looking at it until I was in the ladies’ toilets. I nearly freaked when I took out the strappy harness bralette with contrast lace, featuring small O-rings, though I could hardly object to a generous amount of cleavage in this kind of environment. The wraparound mini skirt reached to mid thigh which I supposed was something. I told myself I liked purple but it hardly helped. The only other women present were likely to be the ‘exploitees’ as I had dubbed them. I really hoped I wouldn’t be joining them.

“Ooh, fancy! Can I wear explosives?” “No,” Ace and Esther said in unison. I stood, my chair scraping. “I’ll need a dress. Something that screams ‘shoot me, I’m vulnerable.’” Ace’s jaw twitched. “Or something bulletproof.” “Bulletproof itchy,” Sky offered. “Trust me.” Esther sighed. “I’ll handle the wardrobe. You handle not dying.” --- The dress was black, backless, and lined with Kevlar. Valerie zipped me up, her reflection smirking in the mirror. “If you die, can I have your shoes?”

I looked at him like he had grown multiple heads, ready to throw some insults at him, but then I remembered the handcuffs and kept quiet. I pushed the panties down, and they pooled at my feet, I instinctively covered my pubic area with a palm. Lucas smirked, he looked amused, heck, he was amused. “Turn around, Princess", he groaned loudly. I did as instructed, unable to fight back as everything had dawned on me. " Now, wear the gift”. He said casually. I trembled with excitement, as I figured every part of the costume, it was a sexy nurse cosplay costume. It consisted of a

It was courage born from surviving something worse. Later that afternoon, Bobby entered Rowena's room carrying several neatly folded garments. He laid them carefully across the bed. Silk. Fine embroidery. The kind of clothing expected inside the Grand Alpha Assembly. "I got these from the manor wardrobe." Rowena looked at them. "They're beautiful." "They'll help." She smiled gently. "They'll help me look like someone I'm not." Bobby sighed. "Rowena..." "They expect noblewomen to dress like this." "I know."

A corner desk had new parchment along with magic quills, and shelves were lined high with ancient, blank tomes to be inscribed. My closet creaked as it swung open, showing the uniforms in my size: the silver-buttoned, black-coated uniforms, blouses, and cloaks in plain black trim. When I touched one of the cloaks, the lining of it came to life in red and gold threads, and the picture of the broken crown was for one moment before it disappeared.