Dressrosa Characters Novels & Stories

When he glanced at her face, he noticed deep and darkened eye bags, redness in her eyes, and traces of tears that had dried on her cheek. Xeros shook his head since the woman's face was stressed. "Madam, good evening; my name is Ros, and I'm here to offer you something from Dainty Castillo." When she heard the word Dainty, the lady's gaze moved to his and she offered him a bitter grin. "Good evening, too," she said weakly. "What is Dainty offering to me?" "Ahh! It's in my hand, Madam, but it's a hefty bag and you might not be able to lift it," Xeros stated as he showed her the two bags he was holding.

The makeup artists were putting every beauty product on Maya's face, which she doesn't know the name. Rosell is now wearing a peach-colored dress as it was the motif of the wedding. Her long brown hair is down with little hairpins making it look neat. Her friend is wearing a beautiful white dress for the wedding which suits her very well. "Don't worry, ma'am. You still look beautiful," one of the gay staff assured Maya. It's true. Maya still looks beautiful even with the eyebags and small pimples. She's a very beautiful bride and that guy is too lucky to have her.

Rosa said defiantly. Lance's eyes suddenly flared. He prided himself on being a gentleman. Rosa's statement was the ultimate insult. "For your information," he began calmly, "I am here on business." Suddenly, Charlotte stepped out from around him, biting her bottom lip to keep from smiling. She was dressed in her usual business dress suit with her dark hair pulled back into a tight bun as dark makeup lined her eyes. "What's the meaning of this?" Drake Summerfield asked, catching up to us from down the hallway. "Dr. Reynolds?" he asked, turning his attention to me.

It has been two days since Sunny’s life drastically changed, leaving her with unanswered questions and a new living situation. Well, this. Lying on the bed, her gaze directed at the ceiling, her mind wandered everywhere except the present - to the hospital, Martin’s kid, Judy, her cat, and her beloved sitcom. she missed it all.. A deep breath left her. A soft knock on the door caught her attention, and as it swung open, Rosa appeared. Her arms crossed against her chest... an incredibly short but sexy red dress clad her skin. She’s effortlessly sexy.

He was only doing it because of the respect he had for Nikolai. "Get out," she said coldly, flicking her manicured fingers toward the door. Mark lowered his gaze, his eyes ice cold as he hurried out, afraid he might not hold himself back if he stayed. The remaining attendants worked faster, afraid of meeting the same fate as their boss. Rosa leaned back in her chair, admiring herself once the makeup was finished. "Finally," she whispered, tilting her head slightly. "Now I look like his queen." Her red dress glittered as she stood: silk hugging every curve, the slit at her thigh daring enough to command attention. She reached for her diamond mask, tracing a finger along its edge, a faint smil

Chapter 15: Nicky "Do you think I look good or are you lying to me because I'm your friend?" Nicky looked like a model who had just gotten out of Victoria's Secret runway. Her long legs, thin body, and completely symmetric face were the perfect combination. And not to mention her charming French accent, she was truly a delight. She was trying a cute little dress and cared about Gigi's opinion. Even though Gigi hadn't been studying Fashion for that long, in her friends' fantasy she was already better than Donatella Versace herself.

Gina had a blue dress on like her hair the 3 troublemakers also approved of her look Azar and Kai had both black suits and black ties while Draco had a dark blue suit and tie to fit his mates blue dress Dereus put his hand on Celeas head " you look weird" Dereus was wearing a white suit the color she had told him to thru mid link to fit Kayas white dress. Ever since her power completely awakened at the war she could do things like mind link and a lot more " weird? how dare you?" asked Celea

"If that isn't the greatest compliment I ever received, then I don't know what is." His chest vibrated in agreement before he herded her sisters and mom out. She glanced over at them as they moved away, praising them all for how beautiful they all looked in rose. They were the same hue but various cut-out dresses to present each of them with a unique individuality which was appropriate for each and every one of them. Rita's was party-frock and knee-length and loose hair flowing behind her. Christiana's was drawn-on and tight, showing off her curves without giving too much away. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun chignon, and sections of her blonde hair framed her face with loose ringl

She also mentioned that being on Rosetta’s side is luck. “Stop it, flora. You don’t have to go that far,” said Rosetta, before Flora runs out of breath due to the praise. “No, even me women fall for your charms. The other boys will!“ shouted Flora. Her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm at her Lady. “Lady Rosetta is so pretty!” Well, what Flora says is far from wrong. A dark-red dress is studded with beads consisting of pearls and white gems. The breast and sides are golden-colored, which are also covered with pearl powder. It glistens in twos.

The silence in the room stretched until footsteps clicked against the marble behind them. Rhoda’s daughter, Rosie, stepped inside. Unlike Anne, Rosie carried herself with confidence, her beauty sharp and deliberate. She wore a crimson dress that hugged her figure, her hair moving in waves over her shoulders. She didn’t bow. She didn’t tremble. She only smiled faintly, as though she had been waiting for this moment. Red’s eyes flicked to her, narrowing in consideration. Then, slowly, her expression shifted from anger and hardening into something far more dangerous.