Celana Dark Blue Novels & Stories

The silk that wraps around her body glistens with every move, and her face—Selena can hardly believe it—her face almost mirrors Selena’s. And then, she is standing in front of her. She is tall, a bit taller than Selena, but not anything older than 20-years old by Selena’s guess, with an air of grace that seems too perfect. Nevertheless, what strikes Selena the most is the girl’s eyes colors—dark, like the void, with an impossible ring of light blue that glows faintly—dark irises encircled by a sublime ring of pale blue light. It’s the same eerie glow as Selena’s… a reflection of Selena’s own the night she tore Charmaine apart—the night the bloodlust consumed her entirely, when she ripped Cha

said Renata and went to her room. There was a dress packet on her bed. The black colour of the packet was not letting her see what dress was inside. She hoped it was a nice dress. She unzipped the packet and the dress revealed itself. The silver-blue dress had a deep neck and no back. Spaghetti strings were holding the dress together that were tied behind the neck. There was not one but two high-thigh slits on either side of the dress. The dress was meant to show off her figure rather than hide it.

Her skin was flawless, with a subtle glow that seemed to radiate from within. Elma's dress was a masterpiece of design, with intricate lace details and a subtle sparkle that caught the light. It was a deep, rich blue color that complemented her skin tone perfectly, and it hugged her curves in all the right places. The dress was floor-length, with a subtle train that flowed behind her like a river of silk.

Bella is still angry on Blaze for what he did to her that morning. "Crazy man. How dare he?" she muttered out loud. She had her breakfast too scared that Linda might tell Blaze if she didn't. She bathed and dressed in another gown which he choose for her again. This one is the dark blue one. The gown has full sleeves. The cloth of the sleeves is sheer see-through lace. Even though the sleeves are full, her arms are still visible through the cloth.

Janice Valeria insisted on forcing her dark brown chain. Evania became angrier and angrier this time around because Janice Valeria seemed to be pushing and forcing her again and again, over and over, repeatedly and repeatedly. Evania exhaled out her dark blue breath again. This time she created her dark blue shield to fend off Janice Valeria’s dark brown chains. Evania kept on exhaling out her dark blue breath. Her dark blue shield grew thicker and thicker.

Now she understood why her brother wore a blue suit, it was to match the dress Cynthia would be wearing and the interior of the hall. Cynthia wore a luscious lavender off-shoulder maxi dress made of fine poly cotton which brushed down all the way to the floor. The top part filled her curves perfectly, the flowy button had split from her left arm making her more alluring. She paired her blue gown with diamond like pencil hills and her earring dangled with the sparkling diamond. Meanwhile, Niel wore a deep blue Asian suit made of hard cotton wool. He matched it with a golden watch yet with the hands of the watch clock coloured silver. He wore blue designed executive shoes matching it with a g

“You’ve been strong this long. Just get through tomorrow, and we’ll figure out the rest. Don’t let Jason or Catherine get in your head. You’ve got this.” Kendall sighed. The tightness in her stomach persisted despite Alicia's comforting remarks. She put her phone down on the nightstand, then went to the closet to look at the new dress. It was beautiful—deep blue silk, elegant and understated, flowing gracefully to the floor. The fabric shimmered softly under the light, catching hints of silver that danced with every movement.The shoulders were framed by delicate cap sleeves, and the waist was highlighted by a subtly draped bodice with a vintage-inspired belt adorned with tiny crystal details

Is it another gift? She rubbed her eyes and opened it up to find a gown. Pulling it out from the box, she stood up and laid it on the bed to get a better look at it. It was a cerulean blue open back gown with marshmallow white ombre at the bottom with white flowers embroidery vertically on top. It was a rather simple yet stunning design. Clara had never said it out loud but blue was actually one of her favorite color, as an artist, she was not supposed to have a single favorite color but if she had to choose, she would go with blue over and over again.

He in return shrugged, grateful Salen dressed more reserved. "Are you ready?" Salen called out, nervous for their reaction. Brady called out an excited 'Let's go already' before she slowly opened her curtain. Celus' breath caught in his throat when Salen emerged in a form fitting dress. The dark blue color made her eyes pop, and the long straight design accented her curves perfectly. The dress fell just above her knees, and the neckline revealed just enough cleavage to make it look classy. "Beautiful." Celus whispered, leaning forward off the couch. Salen blushed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

His icy gaze raked her from head to toe, taking in her dramatic change of appearance. Lydia turned around only long enough to realize what he was referring to, and then promptly spun back around. “A Mencia skirt, A-13 midnight black, thirty percent embellished black wool and sixty percent silk-blend crepe,” she rattled off immediately. “The top is a limited edition Llorona charmeuse silk, 304-C pale blue, with mother of pearl buttons and a Magnolia buckled belt to cinch at the waist. The shoes - well, they were part of the Sinful line of the Rutgers brand we were promoting last season, but I chose the best of what we had available.”