Female Apocalypse Outfit Novels & Stories

I woke the next morning in a foul mood. As I stood in my closet, looking at the hideous clothing Pagomaris stocked for me, the full-length mirror throwing back the image of a very pissed off demon girl, I made a decision. I dressed aggressively in spiked boots and a pair of skin-tight pants in some kind of black leather with studs all over them. The shirt was also tight, a heavy jacket with matching spikes and a few skulls with horns decorating the shoulders and cuffs finishing my attire while a collar jutted out an array of spines I had to be careful of so I didn't stab myself by accident.

Her implant connected smoothly, not a bite of feedback could be felt. Typical of Corpo high quality gear. In an instant, the video feed of a woman appeared, she wore the sleek black blazer made from some off world leather and a couple of expensive looking external implants “Who the fuck are you and how did you get this number?” she asked, a sleek marijuana vape pen in her mouth. “Carlson Wade sent me” Solus replied, keeping her face stoic “Yeah right, Wade hires random punks now.”

The woman squeezed her hand tighter something like reverence settling into her exhausted expression "You're like something out of a story," she said. "The Apocalypse Queen." They're already calling you that, you know, "Out there Word's spreading.” Sera went very still. "That's not," she started, "I'm not any kind of queen; I just prepared.” "Modesty's a good look on a queen," the woman said with the faintest exhausted smile. "Doesn't change what people are saying, though.” She moved on before Sera could argue further, disappearing into the crowd of survivors gathered near the fire pit. Priya had rigged for cooking.

* No signature marked the bottom, but the emblem of a serpent entwined within a crescent moon burned into the corner told her everything she needed to know—Jaiden. --- When Tristan finally returned, the sight of him set her heart aflame; he stood shirtless, droplets of morning dew glistening on his toned skin, tension radiating from him like heat from a fire. Autumn, however, was already clad in her battle attire: form-fitting black jeans that hugged her curves, sturdy combat boots, and a loose off-shoulder top that billowed softly. Her eyes sparkled with determination, their sharpness mirroring the fierce energy that radiated from her aura.

Whatever she wanted, I'd do. I stripped out of my clothes, phone in hand, and headed into my bathroom. Fuck, with the picture that she sent and then what she said, I was rock hard. My phone buzzed again with a text. What do you think about this outfit? A picture came seconds later, and God-fucking-damn! It was leather and had chains hanging off the neckline and belly button. Straps wrapped around her neck and met in the middle of her breastbone to a metal ring, which tied onto the straps holding the top on her shoulders. Leather cords ran down her legs and connected to those that circled her thick thighs. Her tits billowed over the little coverage the top offered, and I was sure that the pan

But Autumn's ears were too sharp to miss it. Damon was leaving his tent again. She moved to the edge of her tent and peered outside through a small gap in the flap. The rain had slowed to a drizzle, but everything was still wet. Through the darkness, she caught sight of him… just a shadow moving between the trees, heading away from camp. Then he was gone, disappearing into the forest. Autumn was already dressed for this. She had gone to bed in her stealth clothes- - black pants and a fitted top that wouldn't catch on branches, flexible enough to move in, easy to fight in if it came to that. She had learned her lesson from last night.

I got in the shower and thought the cold water would cool down the anger that was burning in me. Instead, it just somehow grew even bigger at the thought of Ash thinking he could just come here and apologize and all would be good again. He has got another thing coming. I will make him beg for my forgiveness. When I got to my closet and picked out the most revenge looking outfit I could. It was tight latex pants with a zipper in front, pared with a tight lace top that was see through and under it I had a cropped bustier top to cover my chest. I pared it with a nice simplistic black heel. I curled my hair to make it nice loose waves. For my makeup, I kept if fairly light but for my eye look wa

I laughed to myself as I walked to the front door. My friends filed into the apartment looking amazing as always. Teighlor and Sam were wearing corsets with black shorts. Amber and Tammy surprised me the most with their outfits. Both wore black spike bras and flared pleather skirts. Tammy had on a purple harness with lots of straps that was attached by a chain to her collar that said 'slut' and had a chain leash coming off of it that Amber held. Amber was also in pleather thigh high boots compared to Tammys' ankle boots. Either way they looked stunning in my personal opinion. My friends complimented my outfit and even said this was the sexiest they'd ever seen me. That is until Aiden walked

Yuka commented. "I wish that you're right, Yuka." Alexis answered worriedly and the maids are already finished in fixing her hair. She's wearing a black dress with long sleeves, it has black ribbons in the middle, and the length is until the knee. She's wearing boots with heels. She stood up and put the Fallen Guardian on her pocket so that she can fight later on once the war is already started. "Thank you very much with your help again." She whispered and bow down slightly.

Elsie picked up her son, staring at the woman too. April was clad in blue stylishly torn boyfriend-fit black jeans and an asymmetrical red and white patterned crop top that exposed her slim tummy. Her makeup was provocative, supporting her bold red, seductive lipstick. She looked very attractive. For the first time in history, Elsie felt insecure about another woman.