روايات وقصص ضمن Hunger Games Glimmer Dress

That night Hilde walked me back to the final fitting and the dress was done and hanging on the frame and the green fabric caught the firelight from the torch outside the window and the gold threads blazed. Elara helped me into it and the fabric settled against my skin heavy and warm and I turned to face the mirror. The woman looking back at me was wearing a green dress with gold threads. Her neck was bare and her collarbone was visible and the scar on her wrist was showing and she didn't hide it. Her hair was short and her eyes were silver and she was standing straight with her shoulders back. "Sera," Hilde said from behind me, and her voice broke on my name.

Emerald green silk cascades down my hips all the way to the floor, and tiers of lace fan out around my thin waist and clings to my bodice. A week of nourishing food in excess has given me a glow, my cheeks a soft rose, and my eyes clearer and sharper than I remember them being. It’s a shame the dress will be ruined by the end of the night. “It’s rather chilly,” I say in my own language. “Is there a cloak and some gloves I can wear?” Glenda and Clare just stare at me until I grow frustrated and pull the sheets off my bed, mimicking the motion I will make when I drape a clock over my trembling shoulders. Glenda snaps her fingers at Clare, who scurries away and returns with a cloak.

Packhouses are where most bullying happens. For obvious reasons, Zavion’s mansion was set on the top of the hill, looking over the entire pack. Cora bought herself a green classy gown and a shimmering blue for Nora. Esme got herself a black mini dress paired with a silver waist chain. I was yet to find something for me. In all honesty, I didn’t want to buy a dress but Aaron and Cora wouldn’t let me. I was looking through the hanging dresses when an arm shot out and placed something on the lower section right next to me, catching my attention. I glanced over to see it was a cloth. Curious, I picked it up. The thing unfurled to be a stunning teal green gown. It was an off-shoulder gown with a

Daisy’s POV I looked at myself in the mirror, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. I was wearing a short black gown Liam had picked out for me. The gown was open at the back, with silver chains forming several "U" shapes across the space. The sleeves were slightly wider at the wrists, adding a touch of elegance. It wasn’t just about showing skin. I loved the dress because Liam chose it for me. That alone made it special. Every time the cool air touched my back, I imagined it was his fingers brushing against my skin.

“You have an excellent eye, sir. She looks exquisite.” Levi held me in his gaze. “She does.” If someone out there was listening to my heartbeat, they would think I just ran miles judging from the rapid beating of my heart. Then I remembered he was acting the way he was because of the deal. He didn’t mean it. A bit down, I tried the last dress. This one, I liked very much. A black, off the shoulder glitter layered sheer mesh party dress. The mesh covered one shoulder in a ruffle pattern and at the bottom of the dress; it was layered and had glitter on it. I loved it. I found a dress for the event tonight. It was chic and glamorous. Just like me.

Her grin widened. I sighed and reached into the duffel bag she’d lugged here. My hand landed on the first dress I touched, a black slip dress, short, fitted, dangerous. One of Mirren’s old recommendations from before everything went sideways. I’d never worn it, but tonight wasn’t about logic. Tonight was about bad decisions. Mirren’s jaw dropped. “You’re actually going to wear that? Damn. Okay, hold still. I’m grabbing the glitter spray.” I ignored her excitement as I peeled off my hoodie and jeans, left standing in nothing but my underwear. My skin buzzed, not from embarrassment, but anticipation.

Mirriam ordered and Grace unwrapped the box and she revealed a very beautiful blue gown. What was the meaning of this? “Wow!” They all beamed in surprise. “This dress cost a fortune. I can't believe she is going to wear it.” They all were shocked to sew the same and so was I. The dress was embedded with shining lenses. In fact, its sleeves were made of completely shining lenses. The gown was open at the back and on its front. It was very long and at the hems, it was also adorned with beautiful shining gold-like buttons.

[Author: Of course, things like this can only be found in romance novels and movies ಠ_ಠ] She slowly opened the box, her hands trembling softly. Not because she was scared to open the box but because she’s scared she’s going to fall for him more. “Wow” she mumbled softly as she saw what was inside the box. It was a blue glittering dress. She picked it from the box, raising it up to get a better view. It was a blue knee length gown with flowers embroidered on the short sleeves and the hem. There were pearls at the front of the dress that looked like tiny gems. Eddie almost lost her breath when she shifted her gaze to the box again. She found a black heels that has glitters all over it too.

And most people in the hall were pretending to smile while calculating what they could gain from tonight’s event. “You’re finally here.” Heaven turned when she heard the familiar voice. Her assistant, Diamond, walked toward her with a bright smile on her face. Heaven’s eyes moved over her outfit before she smiled lightly. “I love your dress,” Heaven said honestly. “It fits you perfectly.” Diamond was wearing a fitted silver dinner dress covered with tiny sparkling stones that reflected beautifully under the lights. The dress hugged her slim figure perfectly, while the open back added a touch of elegance and confidence to her appearance. Diamond looked down at herself proudly.

Still, here I was at a gala because I wanted to see him again, to see if he'd look at me that way again. But if I had known what the night would turn into, I’d have stayed home, eaten cereal in my pyjamas, and binge-watch my favourite animes, pretending the world didn’t exist. I was wearing a crimson, figure-hugging corset dress with a daring high thigh slit in a halter neck design. And my hair up in a tight high bun. River noticed my discomfort. "It’s just a charity gala, Lumi. A few handshakes, polite smiles, nothing dramatic."