Eleanor Chipmunk Costume Novels & Stories

Was she expecting too much? “Well, I’m here because I want you to know the cost of my outfit for the mating ceremony. It’s a customized Chanel dress, and it costs $50,000.” She curtly replied, sitting on the couch with her legs crossed. Jordan took a deep sigh, and mumbled almost inaudibly. “My Beta will have it sent to you, you can leave.” Feeling neglected, Eleanor scoffed as she picked up her purse and walked out of the office. The door creaked open after a few seconds, and Jordan yelled without looking towards the direction of the door. “Didn’t I tell you to leave? Theodore will send you the money. Scram!”

"This is true. I want to leave at six; can you be ready by then?" "Sure can. Can't wait. See you soon." Ellie came over to get ready for the party, like she always did. Her costume looked great, hugging her curves and showing an extreme amount of cleavage. "Ronald is going to pick me up at six, and we're going go out to eat." "You're going out to eat like that?" "Yeah. I look fucking hot!" I laughed. "True, true." I pulled on my costume, which consisted of a short, sleeveless pink leopard print dress, cat ears, and pink fishnets.

But, seeing how Cindy mowas able to keep her motherly instincts and cravings in check, and how her emotions were stable even after meeting them, Sophie was relieved. Eleanor was dressed in her favorite Sapphire green body con gown. She had a very light make-up on her face. Even the jewelries she wore were her everyday accessory; a Jade pendant from her mother, a bracelet she had always worn from junior high school, a pair of ear studs and a simple black wristwatch. Yet, she stood out from the crowd of overdressed rich people. She had always had a natural beauty that never lost its glow. Cassie was glad that no one had noticed them in their 'private' corner since they arrived. At least, they

I ask her and she shakes her head. “What are you thinking?” She asks me when I hear the door suddenly open so I quickly cover her up as I look at Maria who seemed puzzled. “What the hell?” I hear Eleanor question when she sees me as I swallow hard looking at her, my eyes trail down to her belly which is now visible. She is wearing a peach pencil skirt with a white button-down and a white jacket while holding her coat. , Did she do this to mum? I inwardly ask myself as I look at her.

****** Eleanor's POV I was relieved to shower alone actually. The quadruplets could make even a five-minute shower an overwhelming and exhausting experience after which I had no energy to go anywhere or do anything. I decided what to wear without their input. They had recently taken to squabbling over what I should wear on mornings. At least one of them was always a bit peeved if they didn't get chosen. Having four mates was intense but they were so adorable. I put on a sea green puff sleeve mini dress in a shimmery chiffon material. I put on clear heels with clear straps. I hoped I could walk in these. I had no idea what we were doing or where we were going. My wolf reminded me it did not m

I managed to rasp, my vision swimming. She didn't answer immediately. The air in the cell felt like it was ionising, charged with a toxic mixture of ancient grief and fresh blood. Eleanor’s movements were sickeningly methodical. She peeled off her leather gloves finger by finger, then shed her jacket to reveal a black dress that clung to her like a second skin. In any other life, she would have looked breathtaking. Here, she looked like a high priestess of slaughter. "Eleanor," I managed to rasp, the metallic taste of blood thick on my tongue. "What about Aria? How is she? Where is...?"

I don't need to see him to feel his piercing gaze of warning. Everyone seems to have gone all out with costumes, there's different versions of several costumes so only two or six people have identical costumes. Rachael is dressed as a hot nurse with soulless eyes, I love it, she's working her look with discreet confidence. The boys are drooling over her just as they are with Molina, who is dressed as a fairy, Tinkerbell to be specific. Molly's makeup is green to match her tinker dress. I drift my eyes to where I last saw Tee, Angel is there, she's talking to her friend who is dressed as Chucky.

My hair was snatched in a sleek low bun with a bold red lip. The place carried a rich smell of whiskey and tobacco that clung to the air. I tucked myself into a corner booth, the dark mahogany giving me enough privacy from a few people. A little while later Eleanor stepped in. She looked different. She wore a shiny, body-con black leather dress that caught the dim light, paired with armored knee-length stilettos. Her hair was scraped into a high ponytail. She drifted into the seat across from me. We skipped the pleasantries and got straight down to business.

Drizella was already by the Victoria's Secrets wing sampling a couple of skimpy bikinis, lacy undies and lingeries. "Eleanor. You made it",she called out hugging me and kissing me on both cheeks. She had worn a nice sundress barely covering her knees and her black hair was plaited into a simple long braid. Her makeup was on point and her heels couldn't compare to the plain old purple converse shoes I had on. She looked behind me, her lip curving in distaste. "Ooh, you brought,"she hesitated a while eyeing Chica and Fey who stood behind me,"them"

“I only need you to lend me one chip.” Don asked, “How much?” I smiled faintly. “Just… one dollar.” I immediately felt every gaze in the casino snap toward me at once. Alessandro Moretti looked at me for a long moment. “As you wish.” The casino doors opened. Four bodyguards walked in. One of them carried a single one-dollar chip in his hand. Lucien looked at the chip and burst out laughing. I reached out and took it. But in the next second— Lucien suddenly grabbed it from my hand.