Glass Sneakers Novels & Stories

Gone were the strappy sandals that offered zero arch support but made my legs look miles long. In their place, lined up with military precision, were sneakers. Rows of them. Limited edition Nikes, custom leather trainers, cloud-soft loafers, and—I gasped in horror—a pair of fuzzy Ugg slides. "Alexander!" My shout echoed off the marble bathroom walls. He appeared in the doorway three seconds later, buttoning the cuffs of his white dress shirt. He looked infuriatingly fresh, smelling of sandalwood and that expensive, crisp soap he used. He leaned against the doorframe, a picture of innocence.

Grace took out one of the three dresses that she had bought earlier at the store. She wore a leather pencil mini skirt, paired with a red lacey short blouse that made her cleavage pop out. There were many laces to be tied in the back, so she took Eden’s help to get ready. She wore black T-strap peep-toe platform heels to go with the dress.

One zero though, he is just as fair as all his siblings and she likes them dark. His feet are closed with the most recent black and white puma Cali fashion sneakers she's seen weeks ago in a magazine. Her lips could only stay wide because those shoes are pretty darn expensive, he already has them? She drooled on those shoes for hours trying to think what price possession she has so she can sell them off to buy them. She loves sneakers way too much, maybe more than she's ever loved her own boot cut pants and that is Suhayr saying something. Boot cut pants are her number one priority after being rich.

"I think we wear the same size. I just received a few new pairs—why not try one?" Grace hesitated. It wasn’t that she was ungrateful—it was just that her mother-in-law’s fashion choices might be... different from hers. More importantly, she had carefully planned her outfit tonight, and the wrong pair of shoes could throw everything off. But the moment she saw the white feathered sandals, she changed her mind in a heartbeat. They were delicate yet elegant, with soft ostrich feather details and a block heel that wasn’t too high. Best of all? They didn’t have any ankle straps, meaning her already sore heel would be safe from further torture.

"Where are you planning to run? The bottom of the ocean?" "They have different tread depths," Noah defended, holding up two identical-looking black sneakers. "These are for hard packed dirt, these are for pavement, and these are my light recovery trainers. I have to keep my training routine consistent while we're away. Eli is bringing his track shoes too." "Eli is bringing one pair," Cassian said, walking over and taking two of the pairs right out of Noah's hands. He tossed them toward the closet floor. "You get one pair of sneakers. The rest of the space belongs to actual clothes. You know, like shirts. And shorts."

Sandy practically screamed when she saw a wall of sneakers. “You know I can’t resist,” she said. She grabbed: White Nike Air Force 1s Pink Adidas running shoes Black-and-white chunky sneakers Ellen went straight for elegance: Cream Valentino heels Black Dior pumps I, trying to be responsible, told myself to choose just one pair. I left with three: Red-bottom stilettos Gold strappy sandals Soft leather ankle boots Sandy gave me a pointed look. “You tried.” We laughed again. The plan wasn’t to shop for Leo, because God knows I had bought more than enough attires for his birthday but the moment we saw Little Knights Baby Store, Sandy literally pushed me inside.

I cracked open the windows just in case but closed the blinds tighter. I sighed, not at all how the night was supposed to go. I bent down and took off one of her shoes, then the other. They were Converse that had been painted over. Each had a foggy grey and green silhouette of a forest running down the sides, simple and calming. She was wearing pink fluffy socks. I chuckled quietly. That was not what I would have expected.

Before her question could be completed, Jenny yelled in her ears and told her. Sohu felt her ears numb, tapping her ears she kept looking that shoes. A pair of glass shoes were kept inside that black velvet box and bows were made on the upper part of the shoes, in which some expensive gems of pink color were installed in the center but which gemstone, Sohu could not understand. "Let me put it on your feet." Once again Arjun requested her, he was still on his knee. Sohi nodded with a smile, then she slowly lifted he foot and put it on his knee.

His hair cascades effortlessly, perfectly complementing his handsome features. To shield his eyes from the sun's rays and add an air of mystery, he opts for a pair of sleek, designer sunglasses. The sunglasses feature a matte black frame with slender temples and dark, polarized lenses that offer a hint of the enigmatic allure he possesses. Completing his attire, he slips into a pair of classic black leather shoes. These dress shoes are meticulously polished, reflecting his commitment to impeccable grooming. Their sleek and timeless design enhances his overall look, ensuring every step he takes exudes elegance and confidence.

I chuckled and looked at the dress, my fingers touching the thin fabric as I ran my eyes through the clothing. It is an ivory brush train satin with spilt, a sweetheart, neckline sleeveless sweep. I couldn’t take my eyes off this beautiful work of art, but I did when Hazel opened the second box. She gasped as she brought out the heels paired with it. “Are you going out with Elon fucking Nusk? because these are hella expensive.” She says, carrying the pair of heels like they were diamonds. I took the pair from her and admired what I saw. These were so freaking beautiful, black velvet mules with crystal strap heels. I couldn’t stop staring at them. I admired every little detail of the heels. T