Deku Final Suit Novels & Stories

“Finished, Mr. Hayes. The final fitting is complete. He is perfect.” I stood there, encased in the perfection of the Tux Fitting, feeling the intense, suffocating hypocrisy of my life. I was wearing the uniform of the past, but underneath it, resting against my skin, was the cool, silent promise of the future. The next time I saw this suit, I would be ripping it off, shedding the skin of the golden heir forever. I took a deep, silent breath, preparing for the longest twelve hours of my life.

“I don't see any correlation Christmas has with Djurek. I am even beginning to get sick of the constant refrain of his name. I mean Melissa can't you discuss anything else with me.” “No, she cannot!” “What!” I spun around at the sound of the familiar name. “Djurek!” “Yes, it is me.” My mouth fell agape as my eyes went wide in their sockets. But it was not surreal as my mind instantly wanted to believe. Djurek was standing there, that undeniable mate bond radiating and engulfing the ambience like venom. He was standing there, dressed in a long three piece suits, a bouquet and box of baby clothes in his arms.

He looked ridiculous. Abe tried to play the party-pooper, but the Yanks were having none of it and they chose a Grim Reaper suit for him. They guessed it would be appropriate for the evening. Greg hadn’t been invited. We wondered what his part would be. Dee disappeared into a side room with Mr Silly Suit, the boss, and reappeared with a plain brown paper package, the contents of which remained a secret. All the props from Silly Suits were loaded into a van Dee had hired and we retired to a convenient pub to discuss the play, or rather its plot – or so we thought.

Anika stood near the entrance waiting for Ru to appear; she turned left seeing Ru standing but not joining her for ramp confused her, but suddenly her heart started to beat heavily, she went blank when the scent hit her nostril, his smell, his aura, not only her the audience along with judges and Hosts were blank and stood up in reflex What they saw made them speechless, it’s a history, there stood the almighty the Greek God SSO beside the showstopper of, OF house Anika turned towards her right her breath hitched in her throat seeing her Hulk, encircled his hand around hers, giving her his charming smile Decked in a perfect dusky gold white suit, moulding his perfect body, satin shawl lapel

~Dakota’s Point of View~ “The nicest clothes can hide the worst people,” I whisper, as I narrow my eyes at my dear cousin Reyes. He’s standing in a large group of males, some from my pack but most I don’t know. He’s wearing a fucking suit. A SUIT. Where did he even get it?? *What’s that mean,* Laney questions. SELL OUT!!! I’m not sure why, but heat floods me. My feet move on their own and march right to him. I tap on his shoulder, and when he turns, he’s got a shit eating grin on his face that makes my stomach churn.

His tailored midnight blue suit exudes sophistication and charm, highlighting his impeccable taste. The suit is impeccably crafted from a high-quality fabric, such as a fine wool blend or a luxurious silk-wool blend. The midnight blue hue adds depth and richness to the ensemble, creating a striking visual impact. The suit jacket features a slim, tailored fit that accentuates Kay's physique, with carefully structured shoulders and a streamlined silhouette.

The shoes matching the suit were pure leather. The sleeves of the blazer, the collar outline and the blazer pockets outline were embedded with small diamonds, about 0.20ct each G-coloured and VS-clarity. The diamonds gave the suit extra glitz and sparkle to make the suit stand out. "Mama mia, my brother. You look amazing. If you don't show up to that event with a hot date wearing that suit, something is very wrong with you. Hahahah." Nick teased. "Haha very funny, Nick. This is a nice suit, though. I'll take it. How much is this?" asked Derek.

Everybody was already here, except the 2 girls on the team. “Damn, so you look this good, Kane?” He was complete dumbstruck when he saw his teammate in his dark-red colored suit. The outfit completely changed him, forming a completely different contrast to the battle maniac Kane he knew. “I already told him that he should smile more often. Or, at this rate, it’ll be doubtful if he would even get a wife. I never knew he was this good looking also.” Derek chipped in, as he stood up to admire Kalen’s suit.

A red fishnet bodysuit styled with silver stars to conceal anyone's areola who wears it. "That's too much for you," responds Debbie. I give her a cold stare. "You'll need a very short mini-skirt and a thigh-high boot to go with it," she suggests. I nod. I choose the red boot while Sophia searches for a mini skirt. "If you're competing for a guy, you must wear black." Debbie waves the extremely short black skirt. I smile. She tosses the skirt to me, and as I catch it, I see a black rib panty.

The segment shifted. "We now disclose the defendant, Quin Olson's final memory segment." In the bedroom. I stepped out of the bathroom, my hair still damp. Joseph hugged me from behind, whispering in my ear. "Honey, please, I'm begging you. Helly really needs this kidney. I've gone everywhere with her looking for a match these past few days, but we couldn't find any. Her kidney failure has reached the final stage. If she doesn't get a transplant soon, she'll die."