Gacha Dresses Novels & Stories

[IXORA'S ROOM] Ixora checked herself in the mirror, pressing her lips together to blend her lip gloss. She smiled, feeling satisfied with her dress. She wore a red gown that stopped right below her knees. It hugged her body seamlessly, highlighting all her curves. Her smooth skin glowed on the off-shoulder gown. Her long, straight legs stood out on the heels she wore—not too high, but perfect enough to add to her height. Her red purse, which was adorned with stones, glittered brightly. Her hair fell freely on her waist. She looked extraordinarily beautiful.

I march to it and open the door. There are dresses hanged in there. For a moment, I see through the illusion and see only blank space but then, it comes back with full force and the dresses appear in my sight. “ How much magic is Gysla using? ” I sigh to myself and pick up a red dress along with a pair of black bra and panties from the drawer. “ And w hat’s wrong with her choice?” I throw the dress on the bed. She was always bringing jeans and shirts for me but now, she has gotten me all the knee length dresses and some are even shorter in length, revealing more.

Haze's dress for the gala was a breathtaking creation in a mesmerizing sky-blue hue. The gown gracefully cascaded down to the floor, exuding an air of elegance and sophistication. Its flowing silhouette accentuated Haze's slender figure, hugging her curves in all the right places. Adorned with delicate diamond embellishments, the dress shimmered and sparkled as if reflecting the starry night sky. The diamonds formed intricate patterns along the bodice, adding a touch of glamour and capturing the light with every movement.

Liz and Gigi hadn't seen or heard from each other since that party that previous week and they were both doing such a good job ignoring each other's existence, filling the void weren't that hard for them both, they were used to it. "How about this one?" Nicky was rocking a short skirt with light blue raffles and a white crop top. That simple outfit was more expensive than Gigi's entire wardrobe probably. The thing with Gigi was that she loved designing her clothes, she felt powerful wearing them and everyone would compliment them as if they were from a famous designer, so it was a win-win situation for her. And even though she had the money to afford expensive clothes, she preferred using th

Planting a smile on my face I try to convince myself that maybe what I want isn't the best "This one" Aunt Aya squeals rushing over to me. She places the dress in front of me like in a queue someone wheels the mirror for me to see "Aww, it's beautiful," I say smiling at the dress. It's a beautiful lace skin-tight dress with a medium size train. I mean considering it's flattering in a discreet way it'll do "No no no no," Aunt Sakura says rushing over to me with a long-sleeved puffy ball gown with ruffles to cover my breasts

I say, remembering it’s the gang colour. “Dominic must really like red on you, uh, and it fits you perfectly, a match made in heaven,” she yearns, pushing the door open for us to enter. Quickly she pulls out four red dresses, placing them in a box and handing them over to my guard. I sneakily swipe my card on the machine, and she sends me a pouch. “Those are one of the kind dresses designed specially with you in mind as your mother and designer; you don't have to pay for them, Bella,” she pouts.

Whereas Akira and Prince Biha were already in the store and Prince Biha was standing by the counter while Akira excitedly went to check on new dresses. Why didn't he tell her earlier that he would get some clothes for her? She had almost cursed him! These dresses are so beautiful! Akira’s eyes shone in delight as she looked at the different clothes and excitedly looked for the one to pick. After a few minutes, Akira finally settles on a cameo pink dress that has lace around the tip. She looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but smile at her reflection. Now she looked like the daughter of Kunshiya Kun the first.

Isa was behind me all through grabbing anything I did and offering to do them till she finally gave up and assisted me instead. People started to arrive at the pack house In beautiful attires and cars. Wow, it’s really a big occasion here in Scarlet. I am starting to look odd here so I went in to get dressed. It is really hard to choose from the really hot dresses in front of me. One is a long gold-colored strapless gown with an open that stopped at mid-thigh. The second one is a cream-colored flower design free flawed, dress with a tiny hand that stops right under my kneel and the last one is a black huggy dress that stops right before my knee, I fell in love at the first sight and right th

My heart skips a beat as I carefully tear away the wrapping, revealing the dress inside. My eyes widen and my jaw drops as I look at the dress. It’s stunning. The dress is a deep, vibrant shade of red that shimmers under the light. The fabric feels soft and luxurious to the touch, flowing effortlessly in my hands. It’s an off-shoulder gown with a fitted bodice that flares out gently, not too dramatic but elegant. The intricate gold embroidery along the neckline and hem is what catches my eye next. Delicate vines and floral patterns are woven into the fabric, giving the dress a regal, almost ethereal feel.

I asked. Xander looked over and shook his head before going back to talking to Tomasso. I groaned and continued playing with my phone. "Ta da!" I finally looked up when Tomasso appeared in front of me, holding a dress out. The gown was liquid gold, sculpted to fit at every curce, with an open back and a slit that climbed dangerously high up. Its off-shoulder neckline was daunting to say the least. I raised a brow at the slit. I looked at Xander, who seemed very satisfied with his choice.