Characters Outfits Novels & Stories

Chapter 15: Nicky "Do you think I look good or are you lying to me because I'm your friend?" Nicky looked like a model who had just gotten out of Victoria's Secret runway. Her long legs, thin body, and completely symmetric face were the perfect combination. And not to mention her charming French accent, she was truly a delight. She was trying a cute little dress and cared about Gigi's opinion. Even though Gigi hadn't been studying Fashion for that long, in her friends' fantasy she was already better than Donatella Versace herself.

Though Khana had never played the game, she had spent hours browsing the internet, carefully selecting their costumes to ensure they made a striking pair. As they mingled with the guests, Khana couldn’t help but notice the enthusiasm with which everyone had embraced the theme. Single ladies flaunted their Angela costumes, the delicate doll figure with pastel colors gave them a cute appearance. The men, on the other hand, opted for the rugged charm of Alucard, their outfits reflecting the character’s charming guy.

Seraphina’s Perspective After a few weeks… “Seraphina, tell me, which dress will look good on Ashley?” Charlotte asked, holding up two dresses in front of her—a shiny red one and a sparkly black one. I smiled softly, leaning back on Charlotte’s bed with a book resting on my lap. “The red one,” I said without thinking too hard. “It brings out her eyes.” Charlotte gave a small nod, examining the red one more closely in the mirror. “Should I wear the lacey lingerie or the simple one?” Ashley asked, grinning from ear to ear as she held up two completely different sets. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she bit her lip playfully. “How about you wear something simple?” Charlotte rolled her ey

Charlotte made her way into the bathroom, bottling up the rage inside of her so she can let it out at the right time. An hour and thirty minutes later*** Charlotte sauntered out of her bedroom after wearing the dress, it wasn't something she liked at all and she was sure the type of dress was her stepmom's idea. It was a red short dress, knee length, and also and off shoulder tight fitting dress, Charlotte angrily walked back into the room and shut her door close, even if she had chosen to see what they were up to, that doesn't mean she would let them push her around to wear something she doesn't like.

She replied. “I said the pervy ones I was going to keep to myself.” He replied just as quickly. “I see how this is going to work.” She said. “So, here is your surprise.” He said as he handed her a bundle. She opened her inventory and saw the new outfit and the different new tonics for her character. A fortune worth of things. She sat there looking at everything and then back to the outfit which wasn’t much there. It still surprised her that some of the best armor for women’s characters were the ones that showed the most skin as well.

Charlotte was fixing her hair in the mirror when the girl walked through the door accompanied by a friend. 'He's handsome, isn't he?' Charlotte asked loud and clear, leaving both girls gaping. "The guy who's with me. He's too hot, isn't he? Miss Anonymous Note gave a smug little smile. The girl could only be crazy if she thought Marco would give her a shit just because she was wearing black leather, spread out between pants, jacket and boots. Charlotte was in an exclusive Valentino and her Jimmy Choo was a rare gem. - It is yes. And to be honest, I think he could have been better accompanied.

"I'll be out in a second!" She flung open one of the cupboards, breathed in the alluring scent of new, expensive clothes, and picked out one of the most expensive outfits there. Ten minutes later, a well-dressed Charlotte appeared before Jim. She wore a long, black dress with a red trench coat draped over it, making her look elegant and charming. She twirled in front of Jim and asked excitedly, "How do I look, Jim?" Jim squinted as he stared at her and fell silent for a while before finally saying, "Why don't you change into something in another color?

Charity squeals running to look closer at the outfit Taylor is holding up for the rest of us to see. "Alright, I am finished," Emma says, stepping away from my view of the mirror so I can look at myself. I don't even recognize the woman in the mirror looking back at me. My red hair cascades down my back in soft curls that frame my pale face. Emma gave me smokey eyes and winged eyeliner, with my eyebrows perfectly shaped. My usually full, pink lips are painted with burgundy lipstick that accentuates the rest of my features. I quickly change into the outfit and boots Taylor picked for me. As soon as I am dressed, I turn to find the others have also changed into their clothes. All four of us ar