Fairy Tail Erza Outfits Novels & Stories

The Transformation An hour later, Zara stepped out of her room, and even the stony-faced guards at her door froze. She looked "Damn Pretty," a vision of regal elegance that mirrored Princess Elsa. The dress hugged her slender waist before flowing out into a crystalline train. Her dark hair was swept up into a sophisticated crown of braids, and her eyes, sharpened by her new legal victory, sparkled like diamonds. She didn't look like a servant or an orphan; she looked like the rightful heir to an empire. "You look... acceptable," Rahim stammered, his breath catching. For a second, he saw the ghost of his brother Kavan in her posture. He quickly shook the thought away. "Let’s go. The city is w

After Erza was finishing her work, she went to the dressing area and the maids told her that Novella took her dress. The maid explains everything Erza decided to wear Novella's dress. The maids put a nice curly bun in Erza's hair. Ezra walked down the main staircase. Soon people start to turn around and look toward the staircase. Her dress was shiny that it caught everyone's attention. Her natural beauty wowed everyone she was like a diamond that shined.

What would I do? But Erika being Erika had laughed it off and put a lock on my door. She slowly pulled her jewelry off, then pulled her dress off as well. Left in nothing but her undergarment, she smiled and reached the dress out to me. “Here, put them on, Zephyra.” I swallowed thickly and slowly received the dress from her. Just feeling the material beneath my palm brought hot tears to my eyes. In all my years of living, I had never for once gotten dressed as myself.

' said a fairy with glittery purple wings and a cute purple dress. 'I'm Mera!' a fairy with glittery blue wings and a beautiful, sparkling blue dress. 'I'm Liza!' a fairy with glittery yellow wings and a radiant yellow dress with a touch of yellow flower I haven’t seen before and it smells nice. 'I'm Yna!' a fairy with glittery green wings and a shiny yet elegant green dress. She’s literally shining. “Nice to meet you! My name is Luna,” I said, then looked at Ereia. “And her name is Ereia.”

The image that appeared before my eyes left me dumbfounded. On the large bed, Darian was lying on top of Erza. They were surprised when I suddenly opened the door, so they looked in my direction. Erza's face flushed red from embarrassment and shame like a girl caught by others cuddling with her lover. Erza wears a red two-piece silk dress that hugs her body. Her body is scorching; her curves are qualified. Darian's face was also red, and his eyes were dreamy. I don't know if his face was red because he was drunk or angry when I suddenly burst into the room.

I can not believe how poetic sometimes Zyra can be. She is wearing a green coloured satin maxi corset with spaghetti straps and cowl neck slit. There is one more slit on her dress downwards that starts from her upper thigh and goes all the way downwards, showing her perfectly tanned long legs. Her dark hairs are left open and falls on the either side of her neck, reaching her waist. She looks devine. Next is Flora, she is wearing a same styled dress buy in much lighter color that is peach. The color suits her bright personality. And, her hairs are tied up in a proper bun.

He gives the keys to a valet and Azrael wrapped her arms in his. “I don’t have time. Can’t you see? I’m all primp, it would be a shame for you to have a plain date.” Azrael said, with an expression of travesty. Yerach turn to see Azrael. Her side hair was collected behind her head with a silver pin, its curls matches the color of her dress, the fair color of her skin was the only color that was different. She was wearing a plain black off-shoulder laced dress, black t-strapped heels, without any jewelries just her Blade necklace, her bright eyes and smile. She was indeed outstanding.

Ezra's POV "Are you sure you're going to bring me to the meeting wearing this?" I asked. Ryler looked at me from head to toe while fixing his tie hooking around his neck. "What's wrong?" I bite my lower lip and shyly tuck some hair strands behind my ears. "Uhm... wouldn't it be weird? I'm your s-slave and I am wearing this kind of dress?" I play with the hem of my yellow dress. It's a halter designed floral dress that falls just above my knees. A servant knocked on my door earlier and handed me this flat sandals with strings wrapped my lower legs.

he said trying to be professional. Cia showed the two cards he had just made in his pocket. It's easy. After being allowed to enter, Cia took Eros' arm tenderly and the two of them sat on a bar stool. The thumping colors filled the room almost blinded Cia's eyes. These mortals love to waste time, thought Cia. Eros pulled a chair so he could sit closer to Cia. Cia's appearance couldn't be called ordinary, the woman wore a knee-length dress that exposed her smooth back so that the beautiful runes could be seen. Not to mention the silver hair that she put out, as well as the light make-up that adds to Cia's charming impression.

"Let us see if the outfit is just for show, or if you can actually fight in it." Eira did not back down. Her gaze hardened, and the fire of battle ignited in her green eyes. "Watch your neck, Zade," she whispered, and took an offensive stance. As we began to move, everything changed. The outfit truly functioned like a second skin. Eira was faster than ever. When she dodged my sword and spun to get behind me, her braid brushed my arm. Her scent—the cold wind and something sweet and clean—hit my nose.