Dressrosa Characters Novels & Stories

“You look gorgeous, miss”, Rosa said to Arya as she studied her look. Arya looked at her reflection in the mirror and turned towards Rosa. She gave her a hug. “You dress me up so well, Rosa”, Arya said. She was dressed in a simple sleeveless yellow dinner dress. “I fear I must mistress. In this house, it’s a rule to dress presentable to the dining hall”, Rosa said. Arya scoffed. Of course, she already knew. It’s mandatory to dress well to the dining hall in ever mafia home. Rosa led Arya downstairs to the dining hall.

"You will be right in the center. I will make sure the bar is fully stocked especially for you." "That is exactly what I am talking about!" Gabriel laughed, raising a toast. Rosa’s POV The next day, I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my own reflection. I had chosen a simple dress for lunch with Donald, but my thoughts were far from simple. My stomach turned as I imagined sitting across from him and pretending everything was fine. When I got to the restaurant, Donald was already there. When he saw me, he stood up and gave me that charming smile that had drawn me to him in the first place.

Rosa’s POV I thought I would pass out from anxiety. Alex must have noticed how uneasy the suspence was making me. Velastra was speaking to someone on stage and I had no idea what was going on. Alex squeezed my hand. But he didn’t say a thing. “I have to announce that Rosa Castillo made a huge donation to tonight's event when she bought that dress!” What?! Before I could turn around and question Alex, the sound of claps filled the hall. Cameras flashed. I caught Charles’ shocked expression and Nancy’s flushed face.

“Not that we would ever critique your personal style, your Maj-...Lana,’ Maggie hurries to add. I try to smile, but my hand is already moving to my temple, fingers pressing into the skin. The room is a roar of magical residue. Every every inch of stone is humming at a frequency that makes my bones ache. “Simple is… good. I’m only going to breakfast.” ‘As a Queen,’ Rosa reminds me softly and I nod, resigned to the idea. She demonstrates the dress, it has short capped sleeves and soft stays instead of a bodice. It’s a pale green sage colour, patterned with delicate leaf embroidery. I approach, squinting as I examine the fabric for any sign of magic woven in. “Lana? Is everything alright?” Rosa

Don't forget, she wears azalea-colored kitten heels. Rosa has a round face shape with fair light skin, she has an upturned eye chart. She is a beautiful girl, but she has an unfriendly nature with other people. Lux walked up to Rosa and called out to her, “Rosa!” When Rosa heard a familiar voice calling out to her, she turned and saw Lux was already beside her. She called back her best friend, "Lux!" At that moment, Rosa saw Lux's casual and relaxed appearance. She was amazed and shocked that Lux appearance always looks boyish.

[Rose] I stared at my face in the mirror and sigh putting on my lipstick for the second time. My time coming up for another dance. I could feel my feet getting sore minute by minute as I made my way towards the dance floor. My teeth unintentionally bit my lower lip softly as I suddenly saw Kaden standing near the stage. The club was filled with people because it was a weekend. I had t leave early today because I was going apartment hunting tomorrow morning. I didn't care about the size. I didn't care if it was not convenient.

He's a mysterious soul that I want to get to know. Arlo gets up and waves goodbye to me. I'd invite him to the party tonight, but it would only end poorly for him. He and Hunter would get into another scrap over something regarding me or whatever, and I can't do that two weekends in a row. Rosa meets me and I follow her to her car. It's decided that we will get ready for the party at Rosa's house. Freddie had one of the Model Perfect dresses selected for me and sent over to Rosa's house. It's almost invasive that every inches of me is planned. It's like I'm an actress in a reality tv show and everything I think and feel belongs to them. I don't know who I am anymore, for all I know I'm a Mod

She looked like a flower girl at some posh wedding, utterly cute. “How did you know it was me?” I asked, a smile plastered on my face. “Oh, my mother made your dress... although the black wasn’t part of it when I first saw it.” she giggled. “Your mother is Madame Rosla?” the awe apparent in my voice. Madame Rosla was said to be the most powerful succubus around. She was a professional seductress and had managed to claim her high rank in the succubae harem through her skills in the bedroom and out of it.

She pushed the door open and started to let her eyes adjust to the gloom beyond. "Axel?" The voice came out of the darkness. Rosa flicked on the lights as anger coursed through her veins. Lisa lay across the top of the sheets. Her green dress from earlier was discarded on the floor and she was stark naked. She had scattered rose petals across the bed and she was idly playing with some of them. She held one of the satin petals in her hands and she drew it across her erect nipples. Her eyes were closed. Rosa cleared her throat and crossed her arms across her chest.

Rosalie allowed her knowing it still wouldn’t be enough. “You have nothing left Narleen. Give it up.” Rosalie spoke as she took a step closer. Narleen stepped back as Charles shifted. He blew fire at her trying to force her back. Rosalie just smirked as the fire encircled her marked up body and burned the rest of her clothing. The flames died down wrapping her in a beautiful green dress that matched her eyes. Her nails adorning the color as well other then her ring finger that adorned the silver of Asrar’s “You will not win. Not when we are so close.” Narleen spoke as Charles jumped at her. She lifted her hand and a gust of wind sent him back. Narleen panicked as she looked at him before the