Novel & Cerita Booktok Costumes

ISABELLA The wardrobe stood like a silent judge, tall and dark, holding the next slice of humiliation Damian had prepared for me. My fingers hovered before pulling the door open. Inside, the outfit waited bold, obscene. A blood-red silk thong. A diamond-studded choker with a tag that glittered under the light. Matching black stilettos with needle-thin heels. Not clothes. A costume. A brand. A mark of ownership. I swallowed hard. My fingers trembled as I picked up the thong, the silk sliding like water between my fingers. I hated how beautiful it looked. How expensive. How seductive. Like it was meant to distract from what it truly was another chain around my neck.

In the end, due to the massive amount of money involved, Victoria was sentenced to twelve years in prison and ordered to pay back every cent she stole. But most of the money was already gone, either spent or scammed away from her. The amount they could recover was less than half a million dollars—a meaningless sum compared to the brand's huge losses. Alex Fashion ultimately went into bankruptcy liquidation. Alexander himself had his credit destroyed and was hounded by debt collectors. The man who once graced magazine covers was now a pariah.

Carla stated while winking at me. I sighed and finally gave up. I clenched my fists to give myself courage. I put some tiny bits of make-up on my face, then started putting on the clothes. The piece had a short skirt at the front and long at the back. It revealed most of my legs. It was yet another thing that was making me uncomfortable. I took a deep breath and put on the rest of the costume, including the corset, the bolero with a high collar, and a headpiece that looked like a crown in the shape of a heart. As soon as I finished, Carla walked over to examine my efforts. "You look hot!" she exclaimed, jumping up and down, "your make-up is lacking, but those emerald eyes of yours don't need

The capital letters looked too confident, too sure of a person who wasn’t. When I opened it, I froze. Inside sat a pair of shoes. It was a pink satin stilettos with sparkly bows and dainty straps. They were beautiful… But completely wrong. My costume was black and red. Nothing about it screamed bubblegum princess. Not to mention, my costume was packed and I was holding it right now. So who put these in my locker? Before I could even process it, a girl appeared beside me. She was petite with bright-eyes that seemed a little too eager.

I gasp immediately. I lift the page to my nose and take a deep inhale of a spicy vanilla mix, and know with every fiber of my being this is from Luke. Goddess, is this how he sees me? It's a drawing of me, in a long flowy dress almost like something a royal would have worn hundreds of years ago. At least I think. So the storybooks would have shown anyhow. It’s sleeveless, with a tight corset with robed lines and it poofs out a bit. The female looks like she could be perfectly at home in it though, or getting ready for a ball. It’s got a larger skirt over it with such an intricate design, unlike anything I’ve ever seen. The look is completed with a large statement necklace that’s clearly made

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.

Chapter 48 : Let Him Go Everyone gathered at the kitchen with their costumes. Yenn as a cat demon, Byul with fox ears and tails but he was in a suit attire, Dienn in a pumpkin head overall, Karin in a succubus attire, Jiwoon in a vampire's clothes, Yulix that looked like a wolf man, Shang Huanyi as the ghost lady, Elena and Liyanna was both in a matching Butler suit but with an eyepatch and different color of rose brooch, Stanley as the wizard, Hailey with a witch hat and attire and Ivis in a black mask and suit.

I went with silver and purple shades and instead of a royal cloak, I chose more of a traditional costume. It was a half-pleated cashmere kilt wound around the lower half of the body with a pleated section drawn to the front. The material was soft and flowed against my skin. For my shoulders and arms, I chose white fur. While a broad silver belt with our pack’s symbol engraved on it was to hold my costume together. The chest was to remain bare except for a large silver amulet. For my feet, I chose a pair of silver ankle-length sandals. My hair were perfectly braided with silver and purple ribbons to complete the look.

Nothing can touch me. Even the sight of the Three B’s – Beth, Becca, and Bailey, the bitchiest blonde bimbos in school (except for Bailey – she’s not so bad) doesn’t phase me. They’re in the crowd, to the left of the stage, glaring up at me. Beth is dressed up as Goldilocks, in one of those porno adult fancy dress costumes you can buy online with a stupid name like “Sexy Goldilocks XXXX”, her platinum hair braided and beribboned.

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.