Novel & Cerita Ciel Phantomhive In Dress

I feel a little better but not much because I know what is coming and I don't know how to get out of it. I open the door and find Cielo sitting on a chair, one ankle crossed over the opposite knee in conversation with someone on his phone. He disconnects as soon as he sees me and stands and for the first time in all the time I've known him, it's like I see how big he is. How threatening. "Who are you talking to?" "No one. Here." He takes the dress his mother had sent out of the plastic bag hanging on the closet door. I'm glad to see she included a bra and a pair of panties. I put them on, still slow to move, my skin tight and tender.

I can’t believe my eyes. Vivian looks stunning, with the dress draping elegantly over her curvy form. I feel like she is a character from a fairytale. The dress has transformed her into a vision of ethereal beauty, leaving me breathless and captivated. The midnight blue hue of the dress perfectly complements her radiant complexion, creating an enchanting contrast that makes her skin appear to glow. As she walks, the subtle sheen of the luxurious silk caught the light, evoking a mesmerizing play of shimmering stardust, like a celestial dance wrapped around her.

Oh my! Look how sexy this one is, wow!!” Mirabel said as she unpacked one of the dresses that Aaron’s secretary brought for Cercei. “Really?” Cercei asked loudly as she immediately ran towards Mirabel. “Yes, check it out!” Mirabel said as she gave her best friend the silver mesh dress that she just checked out. “looks cool and really beautiful but pretty skimpy and revealing!” Cercei exclaimed as she stood upright and placed the dress on her chest to see how lengthy the dress is on her body.

Broken hearts do they have a concert? Is there really a possibility of reinventing a broken soul? I asked myself as I raised the glass of water to my lips for the tenth time, this idea of ​​pretending to be sipping wine when it's really just crystal clear water came from the queen, my clouded irises intensify when I see the female silhouette start to move on stage in front, with an indecipherable lightness, her slender body follows the melodic and dramatic music, everyone watching is impressed by the dancer's agility and balance, but what about me? What I feel? I really have no idea how I'm supposed to feel, Rowena Rascov is my brothers' choice for sector number one, a beautiful ballerina; i

I could feel the void beginning to creep in and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold it off for long if I didn’t distract from it right now. The outfit Raziel had laid out for me was perfect for a vigil. A medium length black pencil dress with a slit up the right side. It had an asymmetrical neckline with cutoff sleeves. It was simple and would give off the right impression. Paired with the soft black flats that were on the ground by the end of the bed, it was perfect.

Finesia who wasn't comfortable by the presence of the servants tried to calm herself from attacking them, she might go berserk because of their smell, as a human. Her eyes stopped on the mirror, Her long golden hair was tied up and braided making it look good on her. She was wearing jewelries that was sent by the Emperor and wore a long elegant candy-cone gown with the petticoat on her waist. She couldn't take off her eyes from the mirror, she was judging herself, if her bare eyes was seen by the servants, would they shout and kill her? The servants weren't talking to her, but her vision says that the servants are afraid to talk to her---no rather they were afraid that Leonardo might kill th

Its blood was dropping down the dirt of the soil in tempo, indicating it was freshly killed. "You two shouldn't be here at this hour," a woman's voice made us jump in our feet. Jace lifted his trembling hand and carefully pushed me behind him when the owner of the voice walked over the light, blocking us from the ghastly scene. She was wearing a long white dress, her eyes were the color of jade. And she looked fairly young even though her medium-length hair was the shade of gray. "Yeah. We're——We're going ahead now," I mumbled, urging Jace to just walk off and pretend that we didn't see anything at all.

She knew that eventually, he would be back home, she would cherish the memories they had shared and the bond they had formed. She wanted to show him how much she cared for him, and she knew that a simple "thank you" wouldn't be enough. So, she decided to do something bold and unexpected. She went shopping and bought a sexy outfit, something she would never normally wear. She wanted to surprise Delcan and show him how she truly felt. She knew it was a risk, but she was willing to take it. She texted him and told him to come home early. But he tried cause he was busy at work. He had been working late for weeks, and he missed spending time with her. When he walked through the door, he was surpr

I instructed as I brought my phone out of my purse. I stared at myself in the mirror a proud and satisfied smile on my face, I can't remember the last time I really dolled up so much, it had been years, I had dyed the tip of my hair pepper red, it was temporary but I love it anyways, my once straight long hair was now curled and bouncy, the black was a lot more lustrous than usual. I had a silk red dress on to match my tips, and my red lips too, it is a sleeveless dress that revealed my collar bone and a lot of cleavages than I thought it would but it wasn't too indecent at least, the gown fell to the floor but it had a slit by the left side that went all the way up to my thigh, I was in li

"My lord." Draven nodded in response to them, but before he could speak, someone appeared at double doors at the top of the stairs leading down to the ballroom. At the sight he saw, Draven raised an eyebrow. Cecily entered in a shimmering pink gown that left little to the imagination. It barely covered her breasts, with her cleavage and side boobs on full display. The neckline plunged way past her chest, stopping just before showing her navel. Her back was completely bare, and the pink material across her ass looked like it wouldn't survive if she bent. People murmured about the indecency of Cecily's dress and how inappropriate it was for the occasion. Basically, they called her a slut in wh