Eunoia Dress Novels & Stories

It was deep midnight blue-almost black- with silver embroidery that caught the light. Traditional but modern. Powerful but feminine. “It was my Luna ceremony dress,” Eleanor said quietly. “I’ve been saving it for forty years, waiting for the right woman to wear it.” My throat tightened. “Eleanor-” “No crying. Chen just got here and she’ll murder me if you ruin your face before she even starts.” But Eleanor’s eyes were suspiciously bright. “You’re going to be magnificent, Sage. I know you don’t believe it yet, but you will.”

“ Here, wear this.” I give him a smile “Thank you.” It took about 15 more minutes before I was finally done dressing, the dress Enzo had chosen was an off shoulder magenta colored silk dress that snug my figure tightly, there wear gold details on the dress that sparkled as it hit the lights. I made my hair into a ponytail and grabbed my gold clutch, hurrying down the stairs in my LV shoes towards the garage where Enzo was waiting. “I’m sorry, It took quite some time to finally dress up.” I apologize while hurrying towards the slick car.

Lola POV Although I am usually not a fan of princess style ballgowns, the dress in front of me is drop dead f*cking gorgeous. It is nothing like any dress I have ever seen, it is out of this world. I feel my eyes tear up at how much thought Zeke and Zane put into this. The dress reflects my personality and preferences to a tee. It’s a ballgown princess style type of dress, with a tight body on top in a slight V neckline, accompanied with puffy shoulder straps. The body is a beautiful shade of yellow, completely covered with gorgeous black lace. As the dress continuous downward, the yellow of the body slowly fans out to the sides, leaving the middle of the bottom increasingly black. “Wow..” I

In the center, under a soft white cloth, stood the Luna dress. It looked untouched. Beautiful, almost. Evelyn walked to the table, lifting the cover with slow, careful hands. The gown shimmered underneath. Custom made. Pure silk. Embroidered with the pack’s crest along the hem. It looked like it belonged to a goddess. “Oh my goodness,” Mara said, her voice low and sharp, shaking her head slightly. “That dirt doesn’t deserve this dress.” “No,” Evelyn said. “But we’re not here to destroy the dress. Just… unmake it.”

"Or just an obsolete legacy balance sheet desperate for an executive bailout?" The circle of matrons parted instantly, a collective hush falling over the immediate perimeter. Elena stepped into the golden glow of the chandeliers, looking entirely unbothered and dangerously radiant. She had deliberately avoided traditional ballgown tropes, opting for a razor-sharp, custom ivory tuxedo dress with structured satin lapels and a deep, plunging neckline that showcased the rigid, confident slope of her collarbones. Her long dark waves tumbled over one shoulder in loose, glossy ribbons, and her crystal-clear eyes locked onto Vivienne with clinical amusement.

Chapter 15: Nicky "Do you think I look good or are you lying to me because I'm your friend?" Nicky looked like a model who had just gotten out of Victoria's Secret runway. Her long legs, thin body, and completely symmetric face were the perfect combination. And not to mention her charming French accent, she was truly a delight. She was trying a cute little dress and cared about Gigi's opinion. Even though Gigi hadn't been studying Fashion for that long, in her friends' fantasy she was already better than Donatella Versace herself.

“No. She needs to hear it. Elena would never have done this. She had dignity. You? You’re a disappointment and you always have been.” Tears welled up at the side of my eyes but I swallowed them. Aunty sighed, voice tight. “Sienna, go clean up. We have a schedule and the glam team is already waiting.” She called the maid. “Bring the dress.” A maid came with a garment bag and opened it. The dress was stunning—deep emerald silk, with a low neckline, fitted bodice, thigh-high slit. It was seductive, designed specially to draw attention, to make me look like a woman on auction.

Ayden Campbell was also present at the party with his girlfriend Natasha Davis and they were also looking in Eleana's direction. Eleana was dressed in an Emerald colour floor length gown with a slit on her left leg which showed her toned leg. Her whole back was backless while the gown had thin spaghetti straps. The dress was filled with beautiful green crystals. Her hair was in an elegant bun and her makeup was done beautifully. When she smiled, the beautiful mole on the corner of her lips gave more charm. She looked fascinating as usual, if not more. She was wearing a beautiful diamond necklace and a diamond bracelet. Everyone could feel their heart fill with admiration and at the same time

the man said. Elena signed for it and carefully carried the box upstairs to her bedroom. Her hands were shaking with excitement as she opened it. Inside was the most beautiful dress Elena had ever seen. It was a deep midnight blue, almost black, made from silk that seemed to shimmer when the light hit it. The bodice was fitted with delicate crystal beading that looked like stars scattered across a night sky. The neckline was elegant but not too revealing, showing just enough to be sophisticated. The skirt was full and flowing, the type that would move beautifully when Elena walked.

Enola nodded as she thought about her plans for tomorrow. “Thank you, Luna. You’re the best.” Enola hugged Luna, the maid loyal to her since her parents died. “Luna, I want you to do something for me.” Enola’s serious gaze conveyed her high expectations, and Luna waited for her orders. Enola showed her a photo of a black halter dress with beads made of small diamonds on the top edge of the dress. “Bring me this dress from Clarine’s room and the Mondial long earrings, deliver them to me before seven o’clock tomorrow evening,” Luna responded to Enola’s instructions with a firm nod.