Costumes Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

“You’re reeking of anxiety right now, and Priest will immediately smell that on you.” “You’re one of them, you asshole,” I say while maintaining a smile on my face, then knowing who he is, I turn around to face him. Why the fuck do vampires have to be so goddamn gorgeous? He’s dressed in black, the same as everyone else, but he’s not even wearing a shirt. His body is immaculately ripped, with tattoos covering his entire right arm right up to his pectoral, his long blonde hair is hanging down over his shoulders, and his green eyes are the lightest shade I’ve ever seen.

In the morning, Jade used her spells to conjure suitable outfits for us, blending modern style with a touch of the macabre. She skillfully fashioned Victoria’s hair into an elegant updo reminiscent of an older era. Victoria wore a sea-green gown, its intricate lace and dark, shimmering accents giving it an elegant beauty. A matching sea-green hat with a delicate veil of netting fell over one eye, adding a mysterious allure to her appearance. Dominic wore a dark, elegantly tailored suit with subtle crimson embroidery along the cuffs and collar. The suit’s sleek design and his natural charm made him look like a figure from a gothic novel, ready to captivate any audience with his presence.

I loved being part of the plan making. We both got dressed in our costumes. Lucas wore a white long sleeve shirt with brown trousers and suspenders, looking just like Jack. I had on the iconic purple and white dress with pink sash around my ribs that she wore the night the ship sank. Since it's cold in New York for Halloween I had on the coat that Jack gave Rose part way through the night. "Are you ready Rose?" He asked, holding his arm out for me to take. "Ready, Jack." I grabbed it, getting into character with him.

†—†—†—† She'd let them bathe her when they insisted they would, she'd let them defile her face with heavy makeup but this, she wasn't going to do. "I'm not going to fucking wear that! No way!" She pointed at the skimpy one piece white chiffon skirt complimented with an equally despicable crop top that said 'bunny', that could barely cover her breast if she wore them. Not to even talk of the pink g–stringed pant that covered just her front. Was he planning on pimping her? This vampire dude was surely out of his mind. "His majesty wouldn't like that. He's given his orders, which was to wear you this."

And here I was under the impression that they bathed with blood, and used human skin as face cloths. I rinsed my mouth and creamed my body, then walked out into the bedroom to find a silver gown lying on the bed. Next to it was a pair of strappy silver heels, and a black and red hairpin that looked like an heirloom or what summoned the demon that created the vampires.

If he was here, then he was truly a night creature. His long black cloak billowed behind him like a sinister cape of darkness. His brown hair was slicked back, and his piercing, hypnotic eyes gleamed like diamonds in the moonlight. He was dressed in a crisp, charcoal suit; the fabric hugged his lithe frame and accentuated his powerful presence. His sharp fangs glinted menacingly as he flashed a predatory grin, exuding a dangerous allure that made even the bravest vampires tremble in fear. He opened his mouth, and a loud hiss escaped them. Daphne was impressed. They really put effort into dressing for their part. Pilpo will surely get tomorrow off for this. "What happened?"

White shoes, pants, a white doctor's coat, and a white shirt underneath. “All right, I have enough juice to maybe get four people out of here and get myself back here. But I'm going to need someone to get me out of here when we're all done. I won't be able to get myself home,” Vincent said as he began looking for the four smallest hybrids. The smaller the mass, the less it drains his already weak ability to teleport. Just as he opens a cell door, the main door at the end of the hall flies open, and a flood of vampires races in. These vampires looked different. They were not wearing white; they were dressed in black and red.

Although she wasn't expecting an answer, she asked anyway. Akira's anxious about how a vampire could enter the safest place in the city. “For the fall of the king and rise of the new king.” The vampire guard muttered, and Akira heard it. ‘King? New King?’ “For the fall of the king and raise of the new king.” He muttered it repeatedly like a chant. The vampire's mouth was pouring saliva so thick and in the color blue. It reminded Akira of rabies, and she also saw it in pictures. Traces of thick things on the scene and the color blue weren't able to be identified back then. But after long research, it belonged to a dhampir.

I take out my clothes from the bag keep them on the bed, and walk inside the washroom to take a much-needed hot shower. After a shower, I dried myself and put on the dress. It was an off-shoulder maroon long gown which is tight from the waist with golden embroidery on the side and split from the right side and a golden belt around the waist. I put on the minimum makeup and the diamond necklace set that mom had gifted me on my 17th birthday, put on the golden high-heeled shoes, and walked downstairs to the hall. Emma walks towards me and leads me to the leaders of the other coven and introduces me to them, and we talk for some time until one of the elders in the vampire council comes towards

“I’ll see you in a bit.” I walked out of the bedroom a little later, wearing a blue dress that crossed in the front and hugged my curves. Then I slipped on my black strappy heels, scrunched my waves, and was ready to go. Since I became a vampire, I no longer needed makeup, just lipstick when we were going someplace special. Otherwise, my lips had a natural rose color to them. Lance walked out with just a towel wrapped around his waist and did a doubletake when he saw me. “Wow! If we didn’t have to leave soon, I’d ravage you.”