Harry Styles Mermaid Novels & Stories

winking. “Hilarious, Castro; you look really nice,” I told him. That's when Castro noticed how I looked; I had on a red mermaid dress with spaghetti straps that accentuated my curves, and my hair was styled in a new way. Emmily styled my hair in a feather bangs wave bob. My makeup included light foundation and red lipstick. I accessorized my teardrop diamond earrings and necklace with silver heels.

My makeup and hair were already done in a nearby section of the shop so all I had to do was put on those dresses to wow his mind out. The first dress I had the pleasure of trying on was a stunning mermaid style. It beautifully embraced every curve, accentuating all the right places. The sweetheart neckline elegantly highlighted my collarbones, while the flowing train cascaded behind her like a graceful river of smooth silk. I cast a nervous sigh before I passed through the lace curtains to present myself. Zayn's disinterested eyes instantly widened when they landed on me. “You look stunning,” His voice was filled with admiration and desire as his gaze lingered on my figure. “Let's buy this o

I solemnly swear that if I manage to escape, I will do everything in my power to return and free her. Camila and her skilled team arrived to transform me into a vision for the ceremony. The elegant white mermaid-style wedding dress, adorned with bohemian details like delicate beach lace, spaghetti straps, and a subtle plunging neckline, hugs my figure with grace. My hair has been expertly styled into a high puff, the front braided with intricate silver-plated beads, and a small brush was used to turn my edges into slick curls.

Also, at the exact spot my hair is permed, a crystal hair clip is placed there to compliment the outfit. I could not help but keep twinging around and admiring myself. I look like a princess right now. Every girl always wishes to have a princess moment, I am glad I have mine now. A knock from the door brought me out of my dream moment. I walked to the door and opened it. There stood Claire with a big smile on her face. She is wearing a red mermaid dinner gown that has a slit at the center from the bottom of the dress to her lower thigh. Her hair is curled up in a wavy form and then she packed the hair all to one side. And on the other side of her head is a dazzling long ruby earring on displ

She heaved a deep sigh for the nth time. She was now wearing a deep dark cobalt blue mermaid-cut dress that reached her ankles. It was elegant and chic – perfectly accentuated her hourglass body shape – but still, she didn’t like it a bit. Her creamy and fair skin was flawlessly specified and matches her wavy auburn hair – tied up in a slight loose messy bun making some of the wavy strands of her hair flow at both sides of her face. She wasn’t fond of wearing make-up, thus she just put on a mascara and an eyeliner that matches her tweaked wood colored almond shaped eyes and to at least give color to her pale face. Her lips were natural pink and she just left it as it is – making her stunning

Her tights had a floral pattern and her shoes were white. “You look like a princess,” Macey smiled. “How do I look?” Aria pressed her lips together as she studied her mother. Macey’s dress was mermaid-style, strapless, with a sweetheart neckline. The material had a satin finish and was made to look as if it wrapped around her, giving it added texture as well as accentuating her curves, which now included a growing belly.

It feels like hugging a cloud with expensive taste. “Strip, ladies!” Kiara crows, already toeing off her heels. I hang my dress, tug off my boots and jeans, and peel off my sweater. “Oh my word,” Kiara gasps. “This fits perfectly. How did he know?” “Black magic,” I mutter. She’s already in a bottle-green mermaid gown that clings to her like it was painted on. Lace panels skim her skin, showing off every unfair, goddess-level curve. “Wow,” I say honestly. “Bitch … you look … illegal.”

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pu

Naturally, everyone turned to look at her. She had gone back to her usual style, wearing a long, feminine dress. Her skin was fair, and she looked beautiful. Unfortunately, the heavy makeup on her face stripped away the softness that made her pretty. It was jarring. However, she didn't seem to notice. In fact, she seemed convinced she looked stunning. When she caught Harry glancing her way, her excitement swelled into smug satisfaction. However, the truth was, Harry muttered under his breath, "Her style is ridiculous. She looks like an old woman."

The sleeveless top was straight across, both hiding and accentuating my breasts at the same time. “I’ve always loved the mermaid style. Such a sexy yet classy look with the way it hugs the body,” Sophie said as she adjusted something in the back. “Weston is going to go crazy when he sees you.” It was fashion forward and showed off the aesthetic the designer was known for, or so Sophie told me. Definitely Hollywood. Charlotte agreed, and we all squealed in excitement. It even got Ari’s stamp of approval. She called me a princess.