Dora X Boots Novels & Stories

"Hold still," Serenity knelt in front of her eighteen-year-old daughter. She slipped a pair of stunning crimson stiletto heels onto Aurora’s feet. They matched her deep red, off-shoulder gown perfectly. "They are too high," Aurora complained, balancing precariously. "I can't run in these." "You don't need to run," Alex walked in, adjusting his bow tie. "I modified the heels. Titanium reinforced structure with shock absorption. You could kick through a brick wall and not break a nail."

My eyebrows shot up. “I told Clara not to pressure you,” I said. “You didn’t.” Kiara cut me off with a shrug. “They bribed me. With boots.” She gestured toward the back wall. It was lined with boots—black, purple, navy. Some ankle-high. Some knee-high. One pair of ridiculous thigh-highs. “Also,” she added with a totally straight face, “creepy lockets.” If a necklace looked like it might whisper threats in Latin at night, Libby had selected it.

Duke, who was completely thrown back by her words and the confidence that came with it, turned to Dennis and said, "Dude, you gotta watch your back. That lady doesn't sound like she's letting you off the hook that easily." "She broke!" Dennis snapped, taking his eyes off the exit. "She ain't got anything on me" Dennis replied, clearly unmoved by what was going on. "You didn't notice her shoes, did you?" "Nope! What about them?" Dennis lifted a brow. "They are from Horak. Horak makes the most expensive and designer quality shoes for the first class in America, including the Presidents. Where do you think she'll borrow a Horak product from? Are you sure you know your ex-wife, Dennis?" Duke's v

Maybe in the Cross empire’s elite stores, this was the baseline, the cheapest one, as per Dallion's thoughts there was nothing affordable for anyone who wasn't within their high ranks or powerful connections in their circle. She closed the box, then opened another to reveal a pair of flat-laced boots, sturdy yet graceful. Sherry could tell that Dallion had bought these without her approval while she waited outside, watching the world move past, enduring disapproving stares from passersby who didn’t hesitate to remind her of her place in silence. Her fingers brushed her injured foot, where Dallion had treated her wound in his own blunt way. She checked the sole, noting that it was still heali

I lost it when I walked in and found Lucas sitting in one of the first rows. ""Xi... looks like you're having another bad day," muttered Dora trying to leave, but I held her back, she wasn't any stronger than me, Doralice was a little shorter and skinnier, with long straight curly hair, and sometimes she wears big round glasses and is always wearing a long knitted cashmere skirt, a style that's beyond horrible, but I couldn't judge, after all, until one of these days I wore bad and tight clothes." please... I don't want to be in your class today, he's right there" she pleaded pointing at Lucas, strangely he was looking at both of us with a gentle smile, but I know that behind that there's a

Falcon kissed her cheek. "I guess it's settled then," Theo sighed. DJ slammed the trunk shut. "Now if you've packed all your ghost-friendly shoes, then it's time for us to go." "Excuse me?" Falcon snapped. "My footwear is strictly high fashion. These are glitter-laced House of Delamort boots from their post-apocalyptic couture line." "Your boots are louder than a banshee with IBS," Cameron growled. "They'll get us all killed. Plus, I don't know where you think we are going that you think you’ll need a whole damn suitcase that’s probably packed with nonsense."

"Do you have any Loui Vuitton shoes and boots?" "That's a bit rich, but we have a small selection; we don't have too many in these parts by this expensive brand." They didn't have that particular boot, but they had some nice leather red-bottom boots and dress shoes. "I'll take this pair and these also, and these too," Dexter says, placing them on the counter. "Wow! She must be exceptional." "Yes, she is, and I made a terrible mistake last night." "This certainly should make up for whatever your failings." The sales clerk says. "That'll be $1588.17."

It was the napkin he had doodled on, the napkin he had folded and put in her hand, the napkin he had drawn fireworks across, the napkin that at the top read You make me feel… She blinked again staring at it then placed it on her dresser. She shook her head and noticed Kendra staring at her. “Well, since you and Aunt Lane forced me to buy all those crazy tall shoes for work I'm kind of used to it now," Chloe said over her shoulder pulling a blue-halter sequined mini dress out of her closet and tossing a pair of scalloped peep-toe black leather Louboutin booties on the bed.

“ Sir Alex , here is what you asked me to bring . “ said one of the secretaries . “ Thank you ! “ said Alex and took the bag from the secretary . “ You really are too free during a meeting . You can even shop without caring of anything . “ said Alex with a smile then handed the bag over to Amra . “ Shopping is relaxing and…………What is this ? “ asked Amra when seeing the bag . “ I had someone go and buy this for you . “ said Alex . Amra looked at him surprised then opened the bag . She opened her eyes wide when she saw the anti rain boots from channel . “ This……These are the latest edition . How…..How were you able to buy them so fast ? No…..How did you know it was gonna rain today ? “ asked A

Somewhere we could talk without being overheard or interrupted. At six fifty eight Dora walked in. She looked tired. Dark circles under her eyes, as if she had not slept either. Her hair was in a messy ponytail. She wore jeans and an oversized sweater that hid her body. She was trying to make herself invisible again. It did not work. Not for me. She saw me and hesitated. For a second I thought she would turn around and leave. But she took a breath and walked over. Sat down across from me and folded her hands on the table. "I'm here. Talk."