Characters Apparel Novels & Stories

Charity brutally stepped on his foot under the table. After the meal, Max came out staggering. Charity was not sympathetic toward him at all. However, he had himself to blame for being silly. “Don’t you want to buy clothes? Let’s go in and take a look.” Charity walked into a men’s clothing store. Considering Max’s job, she chose a pair of blue jeans and a white hoodie for him. After receiving the clothes, he took off his T-shirt in front of her, showing his cinnamon-colored, well-defined abs.

It was clear that whatever he had planned was going to be grand. He turned his face at me and winked. "Go on, then try them on for me," Charles demanded, handing me the packets with a playful grin. As I unwrapped the first package, I was blown away by his choice of clothes. Everything was so beautiful and stylish, but it seemed like a design that a hundred years from now would wear. The fabrics were luxurious, and the attention to detail was impeccable. It was as if Charles had taken me on a journey through time with his thoughtful selection of garments.

ASHLEY By the time I was done dressing up, Arden was in the shower and it was a good thing because I was dead sure he wouldn't let me move an inch from this room because of what I was wearing. Not like it was bad, but the possessive beast in him will come out to play when he sees me in this outfit. It was a look I have always wanted to try with my casuals. I was clad in army green cargo pants with a black corset bralette that did so little in hiding my boobs. My cleavage was out in the open and the bralette stopped a few inches below my breasts.

Following this came a row of several collars that appeared to be somewhat uncomfortable, including leather, silk, satin, and even hemp. When Aric turned down this aisle, I couldn't help but start shaking. I couldn't help it. After running his fingertips over many various designs, he settled on a brown harness that was padded and velvety and came with a leash that matched. After that, he led me to the rear of the store, where I saw various clothing items that I fervently hoped he would never force me to wear. I prayed that he would never make me wear them. They were of the worst quality.

Her dimple below her right lower lip emphasized more as she smiled widely. "Are you serious? To be honest, I would like to ask about the shade of your lipstick at that time 'cause I cannot find that kind of shade. I like your style, you look so classy. If I am not mistaken, your puff sleeve dress is one of the latest editions of El Apparel?" I slightly nodded. I kinda felt fluttered. "This is Mom's personal design," I said while looking in the details and quality of my brown-puff-sleeve-knitted dress.

You get me, I didn't want to humiliate him. After minutes of waiting the fashion show finally begun.Ramon officially launched his new clothing line comfortable in style and left the models to do their work in impressing the clients..Comtortable in style was basicallya clothing line that involved sweatpants, sweatshirts, hoodies and tank tops.Ramon had designed them in different ways in which the ladies could wear anywhere but still feel comfortable and sexy. .

Coward. Faced with the prospect of my first day as Alpha Alexander's personal maid, I stood before the closet, contemplating the array of clothes hanging within. Uncertainty lingered as I sifted through the options, seeking the perfect balance. A long-sleeved T-shirt, adorned in subtle patterns that mirrored the sophistication of the Alpha's mansion, emerged as the ideal choice. The soft fabric promised both ease of movement and a touch of casual elegance, suitable for following the bastard's orders. As I slipped into the snug embrace of skinny jeans and pulled the T-shirt over, a sense of readiness and determination settled within me.

Today was the day I was supposed to join the training. I pushed aside the soft, delicate dresses that Jay liked me to wear, and I reached for the boldest, most commanding attire that I had, a warrior set that was made especially for a Luna—it was sleek, it was imposing, and it was made for battle. The dark material, a combination of leather and light armor plating, was embroidered with intricate designs that featured gold and silver, all signs of power and dominance. The attire fit me to perfection, hugging my physique not to highlight its beauty but its power, which was something that Jay hated.

When they had finished lunch, Landon took her on a walk along the avenue. There were shops that sold clothes, bags, and shoes. Even though they're not designer brands, those apparels were pretty pricey. Charlene went into a few of the stores and bought herself some dresses, and also something for her mom and sister. Landon waited outside most of the time, patiently, knowing that it was what he was supposed to do for her.

said Charisa finally, she do not bear to see Anna’s disappointed face. "Ahh Charisa, let's come here ... I forgot to buy something.” Anna directly dragged Charisa’s arm, she asked the girl into a department store. It sold many underwear. Charisa glared as she looked at all the merchandises displayed on the department store window. Underwear in various forms, Male and Female underwear, until underwear was from lacy material until a lingerie looked so sexy.