Braces Stories Headgear Novels & Stories

Then I ordered fried chicken and a cold soda, ignoring everything the doctor told me. James walked over, snatched the food, and threw it away. "You know you had a bad stomach. Why are you still eating this stuff?" He pulled a small box from his bag and handed it to me. "Got you something. It took a lot of effort." Inside was a bracelet. Rare. Expensive. Probably worth over 10 million dollars. He was not lying. This kind of piece was difficult to get. He must have pulled every string he had. If he had given it to me before we got married, I would have jumped into his arms.

All the little girls kept laughing while he was pulling at it in many weird ways that kept the girls entertained. " Kids, please don't grow up to be a brat like him, or else you'll end up with a helmet stuck on your head. " I said as I lead the giggle girls out of the room while Kagome and Akari were pulling the helmet and Hikaru was pulling V7 by his waist. A brat is always a brat. *Scoffs* And Misaki said he would grow out of it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ICW V2 V2" Today's guest, V3! What are the intentions of these demons?"

Liam had full-on cracked up when he saw Marcus, but got himself under control quickly. My crown, thankfully, is much more understanded. It's a braid of twisted gold with tiny flecks of diamonds and rubies scattered along it so that they wink subtly when I turn my head. I instantly loved it, and Jeanette had given me a knowing smile when she saw me put it on.

My eyes started to wander around. Suddenly, it stopped at the sight a man dressed as Zee described. Tall, slender stature, a gold watch, the silver brooch and everything... it was Rafael, I was certain. He only stood there eyes locking with mine, hands tucked in his pocket, that slim diamond neck chain that drove attention to his open chest. On his face was a black Venetian mask with gold designs on it, covering half his face just like mine, but unlike his mine had feathers.

The metal helmet on her head shaped into a crest-topped interweaved plume of long brown hair. The little space on her face revealed one of her eyes glowing in red. The metal gloves fingers on both side were sharpened, she folded it with traces of her armoured fingers been scratched on the floor. Also gaining more height yet within her weight class, she slowly stood up appearing more taller than the praetorian guards around her. Flavius walked a little closer to her, “Are you okay?” He asked, calmly. Inside the northern special box, younger Jared and Abbey were slightly wary, if anything should go wrong they will be the first to face it head-on.

He went ahead of me, to the jeep while I went to our designated start line, waiting for the command to run. “Wait Vi, I have something for you.” Brian said, and deposited a small parcel wrapped in leather in my hands. “It'll help.” The parcel contained a pair of leather gloves, a fur mask that would cover my nose, and a woolly cap for my head. My heart pulsed in pain again. I should stay, but what I was doing with Brian wasn't living. I steeled my resolve. I pulled on the gloves and mask, and I tucked my hair under my cap. I was wearing the coat he made me as well. I would carry these pieces of him along with me, and it would have to be enough.

I dropped my head and looked away. Clara stared at me for a while without a word. None of us uttered a word. " If I am going to ask this girl out then it is not going to work, will I be acting this way?" I didn't even notice that she has done her hair. Five big braids on her head and it extended down to her ass. She had white glass beads fitted at the end. Her hair could act as an effective weapon if she could swing her head well. " Joe!" My aunt called, " let's go."

Trisha asked excitedly. "Nope, I can't tell you until your hair is done," she answered. The two pups ran over to Marisa and sat down, waiting patiently. Marisa braided their hair in long French braids, and then they went over to Bianca, looking up at her eagerly. She reached into the top drawer of her dresser and pulled out two sparkly blue butterfly barrettes. They had light wings, so when Polly and Trisha moved, the wings looked like they were fluttering.

I raised an eyebrow at him, “What?” "I'm sure they didn't want to see what's under your bra. It could be your boobs." he winked at me, and I laughed at him and told him, "Wow, that's a great idea." Could you give me a rubber band or something? I'd like to put it under my bra, but I need something that will hold it so tight that it won't fall off." “Yeah, don’t worry, I’ll make that one for you.” Then he opened another closet, and gave a little blade, “And this one, you can put it under your ponytail hair. We don’t know that maybe Luca has taken something in the fight that can make you lose, so you better prepare yourself for anything that is coming to you.”

I feel like I should. The armor had a coif with a squared, t-shaped opening leaving the eyes and mouth exposed; a squared nose guard protected the nose. Attached to the top was a leather piece used to attach long, colored hairs which flowed towards the back. The shoulders were fairly rounded, broad, and relatively small in size. They were decorated with two smaller blades on each side, curved towards the backside. The upper arms were protected by squared, fully covering rerebraces which sat quite well under the shoulder plates. Vambraces wrapped the lower arms with a row of long, curved spikes on the outer sides.