Erza Scarlet Outfit Novels & Stories

Will he become the knight in shining Armor of this Damsel in distress? Finally, after half an hour of staring, deciding, canceling, and re-deciding, Scarlet settled on a floral self-design off shoulders pink top matching it with blue jeans. She towel-dried her long chestnut hair and braided it making it fall to her front which passed through her bust reaching her waist.

Not to mention, the fact that she was a Rank 6 Evolved One made her look even more like a doll. Rayne let out a smile when Lucas touched her head. Scarlet, the beauty of the Apocalyptic Legion, was wearing a long, red, fiery dress; her hair was at waist-length. At that moment, the blazing sunlight could be seen shining on her gorgeous face. It was unknown whether it was the sunlight that lightened up Scarlet or the other way round. The sense of horror within Joanna lessened when she saw Rayne's sweet smile. "Senior, where are we headed now?" asked Joanna.

Scarlett “Who the fuck are you?!” Shera lashed out, taking out her daggers that were hidden from her body, her eyes were filled with killing intent. “You bitch, how dare you fool us!” The corner of my lips raised as I couldn't help but chuckle, looking at them ridiculously. “What? You don't recognize me?” I took off the cap, combing my bird nest hair, letting my scarlet hair down as I used the sleeve of the clothes I'm wearing to wipe the charcoal I put in my face, cleaning it.

Ara asked obviously searching for an associate. "Everyone loves happy endings" she replied, obviously uncomfortable with different shades of gray eyes, staring at her. "Do you believe in happily ever after?" "Well, I believe we make our luck" she replied. "Hmm....ohk" he replied still staring at her, she looked like she was about to melt any moment, from the stares but he couldn't stop staring. "I'll like to retire early, so I can press your gowns for the Belgrave ball" she muttered, as she stood up to leave, she upset the table causing the tea to get spilled on the table.

Chapter 53 Amelie Gideon and I brought the girls into our room while we got ready. I had decided on one shoulder fitted cocktail dress that hit mid-thigh in navy blue—paired with gold strappy sandal pumps, gold and lace agate earrings I made. I picked out a navy-blue button-up for Gideon and grey slacks and tan loafers. I top him off with a vest that matched his slacks, and of course, he rolled up his sleeves and left the top two buttons of his shirt undone. I knew the girls would want to match us even if they were not going to the cocktail party after dinner, so I already had a navy-blue dress ready for them. They were fluffy and frilly and also had a little glitter in the fabric. They loo

he said to accompanying wolves. "In these times," one of the wolves whispered. "It's best we just help our own when we can," the girl said. There was three warriors escorting him. One female and two males. I didn't recognize them... So I couldn't name them at first. Mateo and them happily exchanged names when they first met. There was Abby- the girl, Scotty, and Nick. I wouldn't remember these names for long. Maybe Mateo will. On- hand clothes for wolves usually consisted of tank tops and shorts. They're small and you can hide a bunch anywhere. My pack uses robes.... and this one used these. These types of clothes usually got destroyed between shifts... So we always have to keep cheep clothe

I looked up at him just to found myself laughing my *ss off. “What the hell? Why are you laughing?” “Nothing, hahaha! It’s just that… hahahahaha… sorry! I mean, you look horrible!” “What the f*ck, Agatha Tatiana!” “Why? Truth hurts, Caleb Nicolo! I mean, you look like a mummy! You’re wrapped in a white bandages. From your head, to your hands and to your feet.” “It’s because of you.” “What? No! It’s not!”

You resist the urge this time and instead start thinking of what to wear. You take a look at your collection and find just the perfect thing, a very short, red skirt that barely skims past your beautiful ass and a G-string to go with it. You top it off with a sleeveless black blouse that emphasizes your boobs and you are raring to go. You chuckle while imagining yourself wearing it. You just have to remember not to bend over, so as not to give everyone a memory to cherish. At around 8pm you knock on Jeff’s door. His best friend Wayne opens it and runs his eyes over you.

Scarlett’s POV The day of the event arrived quickly, and when Keith handed me the gown, I was speechless. It was a stunning, backless royal blue dress adorned with intricate pearls and tiny diamonds that sparkled as if holding stars within them. I had never worn anything so elegant, so luxurious, and I felt like someone new as I slipped into it. Standing in front of the mirror, I could hardly recognise myself. I looked… beautiful. For the first time in what felt like forever, I felt like I belonged somewhere, like I deserved to be seen.

She sneered and shot back, saying, "I've seen plenty of manipulative women like you in novels! You came back with your son just to steal Connor from me, didn't you? And now this ungrateful father-daughter pair is practically worshiping you! "Mark my words, within three months, they'll be on their knees begging for my forgiveness, begging me to come back!" With that, she turned around and left. Erin ignored her dramatic outburst. Instead, she crouched and gently examined the marks on my face. "Sienna, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault. Does it hurt? Should I take you to see a doctor?" I shook my head. Compared to the suffering I had endured in my previous two lives, this slap was nothing.