Erza Scarlet Outfit Novels & Stories

“Ah... Wow! Let me look at you!” Nicole twirled Scarlett with infectious excitement, eyeing her from head to toe. “You are absolutely gorgeous, Scarlett,” she gushed with genuine admiration. Blushing, Scar graciously thanked her before turning to the long mirror. Clad in a shimmering silver bodycon gown, her orange curls were elegantly tied up in a loose bun, with a few silver strands artfully escaping, adding a touch of glam. Completing the ensemble was light makeup accentuated by a bold dark red lip – she looked like an absolute queen.

Zach coughed while touching his neck, which was red and bruised from Azar's grip. “Scarlet, stop doing pointless things. Red Magic Tower needs you. There are still many lives that are struggling to live! Save them! This is an order!” Azar snapped at Scarlet. Scarlet nodded weakly. “I obeyed your orders, vice-leader. Let me take care of Merlot's body," said Scarlet as she carried Merlot's body on the flying stretcher she had brought. She and his team then walked away. Azar stood up, then stretched out his hand to help Prince Zach up.

The room was quiet, Max had looked like he had seen a ghost. I would have thought she was a ghost, but she looked alive, just like I had seen in Vincent's memories. I had a strange feeling about this, his real mate is back. Everybody stared at her with astonishment, no one could hide the surprise on their face as Scarlet stood at the front of the room. She was wearing a red floral dress, and her white hair was in a mess. She looked at us with her green and blue eyes.

I've been wondering if I'll go out like this, or just change into my usual clothes. I was wearing a red off-shoulder dress so I could see the scar on my chest. Only half of my thigh is covered with cloth. It has puffed short sleeves that looks elegant paired with my white skin. Lea sent this to me and it hugged my body perfectly so the curve of my waist and my round ass were more refined.

I stand, stretching, shaking my head, wondering how I ever had the energy to keep up with these two. ******************** It was noon, and we were set to leave for the mall. Scarlett, dressed in a soft pink floral dress with ruffled short sleeves and a playful bow at the waist, paired with white ballet flats and a matching pink headband. And Sterling dressed in a light blue t-shirt that is embroidered on its chest a dinosaur. One of his favorite cartoons. The t-shirt paired with navy shorts and white sneakers. Just perfect for the day. “Aurora, how do I look?” I say, spinning to show off my chic, tailored navy blue jumpsuit with a cinched waist and elegant, wide-legged trousers.

one servant whispered. “Of course,” Hanks said sharply. “Miss Scarlet and the boss are perfect. Not even some disgusting little thing can come between them.” Her glare toward Lidia was meant to kill. Scarlet smirked, basking in the attention, the praise, the validation. Each word fed her ego like gasoline to fire. She flounced upstairs, eager to prepare for Bruno’s grand return. In her room, she rummaged through her closet, tossing clothes aside until she found the perfect outfit—a short pink dress with rose patterns, elegant yet seductive. She painted her lips, curled her hair to one side, and admired her reflection.

Brie picked it out for me. I smoothened my hands on my thighs as I walked into the arena behind Scarlette and five other new members. Scarlette was wearing black cut-out shorts, yellow slip-on trainers, a black sports bra and a yellow extreme crop top. She looked so hot in what she wore. She has always been hot.

But it was really difficult with everyone wearing a mask. Suddenly I felt a presence next to me and I turned my head to the right to look at the person. This girl was wearing a blood-red gown with beadings on her chest and a black lace feather mask. Scarlet! I remember how she acted when she saw that gown at the boutique. She immediately fell in love with it and also gushed about how Patrick loves the color red and how she was planning to blow his mind with it. It's also ironic how her dress matches her name.

When we got back to the pack house Scarlet ordered me to go to her room and not allow Arizer see me until I was completly ready. Scarlet sat me down in the chair and spent the next forty five minutes doing my make up, I had no idea what she was doing to me, but when I was finally allowed to look in the mirror I couldn't believe I was looking at myself. My eyes matched the colour of the dress but she had aded a few lighter blue to blend with it, she then added a small amount of glitter just enough that it made my eyes sparkle. Scarlet had made me look amazing. "Wow, thank you I would never have been able to do this."

she leaned in closer to Scarlet and whispered in her ear, “you wkreyour eyepatch wrong again.” “You!” Scarlet glared at her as she took deep breaths to calm herself down. “I can't stay here any longer, you are just too annoying for a human being, you clumsy fly,” Scarlet said as she shot to her feet and took out a card and a short notebook from the breast pocket of let leather shirt. Asides from the eyepatch there was a lot to her all-blavk outfit that invoked the fear of the people around. On her waist were two obvious gun holsters and with her behaviour, who was to tell if they were there just few minutes ago or not.