Emily Corpse Bride Aesthetic Novels & Stories

She taps the tip of my nose as I nodded. Immediately she went from her cherry sweet aura to a scary one. "Make her corset tighter." The Empress ordered as she immediately leaves the room with Cortia as the maids finished up with my corset. I looked at the far end of the room where the mirror was. I looked like a child bride. The dress that was even picked for me had way too many ribbons. My hair was nothing to write home about, since it was cut short the maids didn't really know how they could style it so they just clipped on some ribbons. But for once no matter how odd it was, it felt nice being a princess, even though it was short lived.

When her hair tumbled forward like a river of silk, there was no escaping it. The Scarlet Vampire pulled a player into her arms, and they surrendered completely, believing the NPC had fallen for them. Even after their blood was drained, a contented smile stayed on their face. Meanwhile, the Ghost Bride's presence was unmatched. With a single glance from her mournful eyes, players fell under her spell, willingly letting themselves be consumed by the ethereal folds of her white veil. Each bride shone in her own way, captivating viewers completely. "This is the true art of killing!"

I was told it was customary that the father of the bride and the King of the immortals gives away the bride if he is part of the family. As Emily began to walk down the aisle a tear of happiness for my friend slid down my cheek. Emily had to have been the most beautiful bride I had ever seen. Her dress was one of a kind and it was form fitting and showed off every curve of her body as the top was made like a corset that was lined with thin sheer material and lace to cover the spots that were to be kept between husband and wife.

However, the reality was different, and she had to accept the pain, even on the first day of their marriage. Calvin stood frozen in place, observing Emily's neatly arranged attire. She had chosen a simple outfit, much like when they first met: long jeans paired with a t-shirt that displayed her well-toned physique. To Calvin, Emily's body was too plump for his ideal woman. His gaze then shifted to the backpack on the bed, and once again, he fixed his intense gaze on Emily, who was sitting in front of the dressing table. From behind the mirror, Emily was seen applying soft pink lipstick to her lips, leaving her straight, shoulder-length hair to cascade beautifully.

But instead of causing curiosity, this only brings a sense of unease… something that makes all her defenses rise at once. What's Theodor Marchetti thinking? ...... The bridal march interrupts her thoughts. All the guests stand up, including the bridesmaids, as the bride is finally entering. When Emily appears at the church door holding James Evans' arm, Eleonor feels a tightening in her chest. The whispering starts to become louder because it's clear that the bride is looking too plain, while the bridesmaids are dressed in flashy colors and fabrics stuck to their bodies. The bride doesn't stand out at her own wedding.

Emily looked at her with a surprised expression. "The reason why I put out real pictures of you is not to smear you, but because I like your down-to-earth and down-to-earth look, so I want people to see it, and I think They'll love it, too." Emily's face was filled with sincerity. Emily and Wilderness Survival is a joint achievement. The reason she shows off her inappropriate scenes is because she can actually attract the audience more. No one wants to watch a reality show filmed by a female star with a fake appearance.

As she prepared for the grand event, her sister Emma was by her side, helping her with the final touches. Emma applied a light, simple bridal makeup on Isabel, who was not a fan of heavy cosmetics. Despite Isabel's initial reluctance, Emma managed to enhance her features subtly. A touch of rosy blush, a few coats of mascara to accentuate her long lashes, and a pinkish lipstick that complemented the blush on her cheeks. Emma aimed for a natural look, hoping to keep Isabel content. When Emma was finished with the makeup, she couldn't contain her surprise, exclaiming, "Woah!" Isabel, however, rolled her eyes at Emma's reaction and attempted to see herself in the mirror, but Emma prevented her.

in the Emily Diamond story. Byron startled a bit when he came across a picture of the author. She was pretty, small and pale, with a mischievous smile that made her eyes twinkle. Though her hair was down in the picture, it didn't take a great leap of imagination to see it pulled into Wednesday Addams’ style braids. Byron had no doubt (mask notwithstanding) that Emily Diamond was the woman from his dream. It was in the way she stood, the way she cocked her head slightly to the left.

~~ Everyone has a chapter that they don't read out loud ~~ Phewww!!! Valentina sighed as she gazed at her image in the mirror. Dressed up in a shimmering white bridal gown with a veil covering her face and trailing behind like a fish tail. She wasn't feeling weird like the other times. This time her heart was racing fast as if warning her of something good. It was two days after her mom announced her marriage. And now she was here getting ready to marry her mysterious groom. She didn't know why her mother was hell bent on getting her married. Since she turned 18, her mother has been bringing proposals for her which she successfully denied because somehow the prospective guy had some faults.