Eddie Kaspbrak Costume Novels & Stories

"Don't be late. And wear the black silk dress—the one that tears easily. I’m tired of working around your modesty." The "Glass Cage" was freezing when I arrived. The Atlantic was throwing a tantrum outside, salt spray lashing against the floor-to-ceiling windows with a rhythmic, violent sound. Inside, the studio was lit only by a few stark spotlights that carved deep shadows into the concrete walls. Caspian was waiting in the center of the room. He had ditched the suit for a black t-shirt that stretched over his chest, his forearms stained with charcoal and ink. He looked like a man who worked with his hands, a man who built and destroyed with the same intensity.

In his hand, he held a black blazer, clearly not a match for Shermaine's white mermaid gown. It looked more like a man's jacket. "It's a bit chilly inside. Do you want to put this on?" Eddie asked, his voice casual, but already he was draping the jacket over Shermaine's shoulders. As he lowered his gaze, his expression softened, and for a brief moment, there was a tenderness in his eyes. Ezra recognized that look instantly.

Because when I went to get my uniform, she was already in the kitchen in a simple blue dress handing out costumes to the staff. “Mr. Stone,” She handed me this ridiculous outfit without looking up at me once, as if she wasn't the woman sleeping in my bed and spending my money. “You’ll be working the front door.” So here I am, standing in a fucking powdered wig wearing satin breeches and welcoming people into Debrassy’s ridiculous costume ball. Like all of the other staff, my face is hidden behind a checkered mask. Addy didn’t even recognize me when I invited her in on that pompous peacock’s arm. I hate Adam Wright almost as much as I hate Debrassy, and seeing her on his arm is enough to make

The next moment, everyone stared at the suitcase that Edward opened, and they were all stunned. The 28-inch suitcase was full of colorful things that looked like performance costumes in the 1990s. "What are you doing?" The captains of the first team were all confused. What a joke, is now the time to dress up in such a fancy way? Edward did not explain the confusion to everyone, but found the only black suit that looked pleasing to the eye from the clothes. At the same time, it was matched with a huge cowboy hat, a black eye mask and a black cape that was big enough to be a bed sheet. Edward put on this suit in full view of everyone, and even hung something like a fencing sword around his wai

Sometimes Eddie works through the night, and they could only hope that tonight is one such night. They scan the floor, there are a few people milling about, and Eddie’s office light is on. They see shapes moving, and knock on the door. There’s a startled cry, and Kai sees Carlos and Eddie are busy. Eddie is a seven-foot-six tall gargoyle, with deep blue-green skin. He had on black trousers which were currently around his ankles, and a loose blue hoodie, with slits in the back to allow his wings free, his feet were wide and long with long claws.

The King and Queen of Hungary were sitting on the front bench as well as my grandma and my cousins, Annabelle, Katrina with Andrew and Conall. I smiled when I saw them before my grandma was nodding at me, pleased that I was not doing any stunt for the action that might further infuriate her and the media would get a whiff of what was happening around here. “Easy now. Steady,” my father mumbled to me before I was looking at Eddy who was standing in his black suit with a sash that was pinned to his shoulder and slung it to his waist. He offered his gloved hand as I was walking near him before my father handed me to him.

“Um, okay. If you say so.” As she was adjusting the mask, the backstage door opened as if on cue. We all turned to see a tall, masked figure enter, already dressed in our male outfit. Edwin. I heard audible gasps from my friends as he waded through the thick throng of other teams preparing for the show. “Oh my god,” Avis whispered. “Is that him?” I nodded, trying to hide my smirk. Edwin looked absolutely incredible in the suit he was wearing. The mask covered the entirety of his face, a Venetian-style bird mask, but it really only added to the entire look.

All the girls planned to wear short outfits to torment their husbands. Just like they planned, their husbands have eyes only for their wives. They are gone. Reed is wearing back and black with a black cape He is dressed as a superhero Zoro. Nero is wearing a white shirt with full-length cap sleeves with black slacks. He is going for the retro look. Czar is a robot, while Carlos is Cupid. "I think we should lock these women in our homes. Look how many men are eying them?" Reed commented with possessiveness.

I can be there for both of them. Nixon says into the ear piece “ Skaters on the move.” That’s our cue to get moving. Rocket and Ref take the lead followed by Sabine, Issac and Nixon. Casper and I take the back. I look at their costumes a little confused. They are wearing charcoal gray bodysuits. I have seen the costumes the other skaters are wearing and some of Sabine’s past costumes. This one is bland and out of place. Something is off.

Edward Luis, as he introduced. “There you are. Just in time.” the voice of Casper echoed on the imposing array of pillars of the mansion. Clearly a contrast to her outfit, he wore a casual black sweatshirt, paired with a white sweatpants. His hands were hidden in his pockets as he casually walked towards her. “What’s with the outfit? So grand. I told you, it's just a dinner” he teased as he had a look at her overalls. Murphy immediately rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.