Booktok Halloween Costumes Novels & Stories

“After the holidays. Let me survive Halloween and Thanksgiving first.” Halloween, Charlotte had very specific costume requirements. She wanted to be a T-Rex not a generic dinosaur, specifically a T-Rex, with accurate coloring and proportions. “Store costumes are WRONG,” she announced after rejecting the fifth option Seraphine showed her online. “They make T-Rex cute! T-Rex wasn’t cute! T-Rex was a POWERFUL PREDATOR!” “Okay, so we need an accurate T-Rex costume. Got it.” Seraphine researched custom costume makers, finding one who could create a realistic T-Rex suit for a five year old.

I picked the dress and looked at it carefully. One was a sexy maid beer,like those costume they wear for the oktoberfest festival .There were also matching panty,pantyhose and bra.Then long black heels . Next ,there was a cute peasant dress ,Alice in Wonderland themed ones; and a red bow headband. There were matching underwears for these one also.

Grown ups wouldn’t always be around to protect them. Oliver tries his best to discourage me from going for the Halloween party. He states thousand of reason not to go. “You will just humiliate yourself in a ridiculous costume.” He tells me. “You don’t have to come, you know.” I chuckle, standing in the mirror, adjusting my tie. I’ve decided to dress as a mafia boss. It’s a costume. I can’t be seen dressing as a werewolf or vampire, or anything else. That will be insulting. I wear a black suit, black tie and black shoes. I cream my curly black hair to be really shiny and neat. I wear my favorite perfume.

I park in the alley garage, as always, and walk into the house through our private rear entrance. There is a dusty coat closet by the back door that Julian never uses. I open it and carefully pull out the Halloween outfit I bought for Christian: an oafish, heavy black robe with an elongated, deep hood. I bought it at one of those seasonal Halloween pop-up stores that only open in October, renting out vacant commercial space and hanging those gaudy orange signs.

"Christmas is always the usual costume. Santa on white beards, black huge belt, red coat and a red hat. Halloween is the real deal. You get to see the pumpkin head, the resurrection of Frankenstein and the dolls coming back to life. You even get to see witches flying on top of a broom while being chased by werewolves." "Who told you all of this?" "My teacher!" "What grade are you in, young lady?" "Sixth grade," the little girl replied. "Are you traveling alone?" She spoke directly to the little girl, looking deep into her eyes. She could discover that she was even more beautiful when one looked into her incredible little sapphire eyes, in fact they looked more like white diamonds. "I wasn't

Jason was my Beta, and he would go down in history as the sleaziest of all the Betas Red Cross pack has ever known. "Keep your dïck in your pants, Casanova. No sheets-rumbling for you tonight or any other night we're gonna be spending here, "I stated in disgust at the costume the bimbo and every other person in the party had on. It sure wasn't Halloween, but they were pretty much dressed like it. It was awful, goddammit! "C'mon man, she's not that bad. Just look beyond her crazy costume and you're gonna be dripping wet for her,"

I glanced at both of them — Kent tense and evasive, Holly hollowed out and dazed — then began explaining calmly. “Today was Halloween. The kindergarten planned a trip to the amusement park. Our class unanimously chose to visit the haunted house, and all the parents agreed beforehand. “This morning, Tommy did request leave, saying he couldn’t come. But in the afternoon, Mr. Spark brought him to the kindergarten, saying he had a date and it wasn’t convenient to bring Tommy along.” The moment I said that, Kent’s shoulders jerked and he lowered his head in panic. Beside him, Holly looked up in utter disbelief.

She has decided to take a gap year before she heads off to college, to make sure that she has her wolf under control, and has learnt the ways of a were. Her Halloween party is an absolute knockout, her house literally vibrating to the base. The lights are on the down low, and the room is awfully sweaty, but everyone's having a good time drinking to excess and showing off their cute yet chilling outfits. This year I decided to dress up as a devil... a very sexy devil. My dress is vibrant red, the top half a corset and sleeveless, and the bottom a silky tutu, only just reaching past my ass. Red honeyed gloves reach my triceps, and then ruby fishnet tights stretch around my legs, spiralling int

the section keeper said equating both our prices as one with an adding machine. Gar paid for both of the ‘stumes and after wandering around the supermarket for any other deal for the holiday, for a while, we both left with bright faces. “Witch costume, check!” I said proudly erasing the amazing witch costume off my day’s to do list. “This is going to be one thrilling Halloween.” Gar said before stuffing a Popsicle inside his mouth as he glared at the sides of the street from the corner bench where we both sat. “Everyone seems really into it this year.” he added.

Her short black and green hair danced as she dragged me towards the store. We entered the store and looked around for costumes. They were separated into different sections. Paranormal section, Scary Bride section, Supernatural Creature section, Harry Potter section, and many more. I looked toward the Harry Potter section. There was a dementor costume hanging on it. It looked deadly scary. "Oh my god!" she squealed beside me. "Look at this banana costume! I'm buying it." She jumped up and down, clutching onto the banana costume like a mad woman and I laughed at her selection.