Hope Mikaelson Outfit Novels & Stories

"We were going to grab dinner. You're welcome to join us if you'd like." Kasia shook her head, dismissing the suggestion. "That would compromise your cover, Milo. We can't risk it." "About that," Milo began with a smirk. He reached up and removed his contacts, revealing striking gold eyes that burned with intensity. Next, he pulled off his blond wig, displaying his true hair color—black, cropped short, and messy. Kasia blinked in surprise at the transformation. Finally, Milo took a cloth and wiped his face clean of makeup, unveiling claw marks running diagonally across his cheek. Kasia felt her breath catch in her throat as she took in his real appearance, so different from the man she had k

Taking a quick sniff, Mike found that he did, in fact, have virtually no scent at all. "Well, in that case, let's go to work... Um, you're not wearing that are you?" "What? Am I out of style." Mike asked, looking down and indicating to his black jeans, black t-shirt and black button-up shirt hanging open over his lean torso. "I guess not. But with the pale skin and black shades, you look like some sort of a Goth." "Maybe this is how it all get started eh?" Mike asked with a chuckle. "Probably. Oh well. Let's go." Grabbing her jacket and a small gym bag.

She can barely walk; her senses are weakened from being on land what was the point in her. I watched her disappear into the hospital wing in the castle I found an alcove where I couldn’t be seen and waited for her to reemerge. I glanced down looking myself over, I wore my classic sweetheart corset a mixture of mesh and black boning panels, it had black lace as a top layer, I paired it with a black leather wrap mini skirt, fishnet, and black thigh high boots. My red hair hung in lose waves around my face and down my back. I looked hot I knew it, from the other male vampires that had entered the bar they knew it too. I had a small tattoo done on the left-hand side of my rib just the letter Z.

But even though they have another much feral identity, they still look astounding, Stunning even in their simple clothes. Jason is wearing a black leather jacket above a bloody red shirt that has the picture of Bella and Edward from the movie Twilight. Melissa is wearing a mint green dress fit for a pregnant woman. Karlo, like Jason, is wearing a leather jacket—except for the plain white polo shirt underneath the jacket. Gialyca Farmiga, whose face remains the same after leaving Victoria’s Secret, is wearing a mint green off-shoulder blouse that made her cleavage uncovered. A pair of black leather jeans embellished her long, slender legs. And me…I am wearing a coral Sunday dress—the only dre

"Put your hat back on. I want to see the full effect." "Someone's bossy today," Jax said, but again, he complied. I stared at our reflections, turning this way and that so that I could analyze the whole outfit. "Well?" Jax asked. I shook my head. "No dice. It's just not unique enough... ya know?" He shrugged. "I don't think many people are that unique in college." "True," I said, removing my hat. "Wait a second; I have an idea." It took a little while, but eventually, Jax and I were able to find the clothing pieces needed to be Chaz Michael Michaels and Jimmy Mackelroy from "Blades of Glory."

Claus and Mia are alone in the room. Mia stood before the mirror, carefully choosing her attire for the upcoming mission. She reached for the sexy dress that Claus had surprised her with not too long ago, its deep crimson hue promising allure and confidence. Claus watched her with admiration, his eyes tracing the graceful lines of her silhouette as she slipped into the dress. He couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty. "You look stunning, Mia," he whispered, his voice filled with genuine appreciation.

Serenity is visible in my face, but deep down inside is the raging fire of anguish and grief I am hardly in control of exploding soon. Alpha King Henrik and his gentle Luna Shelley join the commotion And are closely followed behind by Beta Emir, Lead Warrior Aeron, and the two Alpha survivors that serve as part of the council, Alpha Mayor and Alpha Vincent. They all look grim and unfamiliar making me feel like I forgot, lost, or missed something important. On top of it all, a glimpse of amazement at my mystical appearance is all I got. Marina, I have forgotten about her, comes to me with a pair of clothing and shoes for me to change into. She blocks Allyssa from following me to the change ro

By now a fair crowd of pack members had encircled around the waterfall along with Mom, Alpha Zoe and her mates inspite of the gushing rain to witness the unfolding events. Suddenly, Micalo leaped over the rocks to go flying straight into the middle of the waterfall !!!! And when I expected to drown in the furiously high paced rapids, I felt my bones crack painfully and in the midst of a glaring golden light, I felt my hair grow longer, soft silken robes drape over my body and eyes spark in hues of golden and shining yellow. I looked just like Damon except that unlike his white robes, I wore the darkest shade of royal blue ones such that the next shade would have surely been black.

By now a fair crowd of pack members had encircled around the waterfall along with Mom, Alpha Zoe and her mates inspite of the gushing rain to witness the unfolding events. Suddenly, Micalo leaped over the rocks to go flying straight into the middle of the waterfall !!!! And when I expected to drown in the furiously high paced rapids, I felt my bones crack painfully and in the midst of a glaring golden light, I felt my hair grow longer, soft silken robes drape over my body and eyes spark in hues of golden and shining yellow. I looked just like Damon except that unlike his white robes, I wore the darkest shade of royal blue ones such that the next shade would have surely been black.

**** “Alright, spit it out!” I turned around from my position on top of the boulder to spot Mikalya standing behind me with a neck cushion around her shoulders. I watched as she leapt up onto the rock beside me dressed in a long brown trench coat jacket and snow boots that she had paired with black pants and a black sweater underneath the jacket. Trust Mikalya to dress formally even during the festivities. But I guess I couldn’t blame her on that. I was wearing one of those high heat producing thermos in the form of a full sleeved shirt in a dark red and black pants along with snow boots. I did have a cap to protect my head from the cold though, while Mikalya just had her hair down. “Huh?” I