Huntergirl Dress Novels & Stories

“So I called a friend of mine who owns a boutique nearby and got a variety of gowns that I think will interest you. She said to take what you want.” I sort through the gorgeous gowns until I find the most exquisite dress I’ve ever seen. Lifting it from the bag, I place it in front of me and gaze back at Val. Val claps her hand and excitedly gasps. “Oh my god, it’s perfect!” I look back at the gown. It’s Ivory colored with a plunging neckline, open back, a lace bodice, and a classic skirt cut from soft crepe. A slightly flared train completes the dress, making it look classy with its elegant simplicity. While Val sorts through the suitcase, I slip on the dress. It fits perfectly. It fe

That was Matthew's voice coming from the other side of the door. “Oh yes, we are done.” Hannah confirmed, holding my hand and help me stood up. Her workers have previously helped me into the dress and shoe. I'm wearing a beautiful red customized dress, I bet only I have in the country. It's a long sleeve backless body fit gown, that flow from my knees. It sweeps the floor behind me when I move, it is more of a wedding gown than a dinner dress. Although I'm not the glamorous type of girl, but I do love looking good and classy.

Ashley muttered. Hunter glanced at her, giving her a onceover. Ashley was wearing a blue off shoulder gown that hugged her body and a pair of strappy sandals. She'd also carried a hand purse containing some lip gloss she'd stolen from her elder sister. "You look just fine" Hunter complimented. "Do I?" Ashley asked, the ghost of a smile creeping up on her face. "I believe you do" "So tell me more about yourself" Ashley began, seeing as Hunter was far too flustered to say anything.

No one spoke about it, and Hunter had also gone to incognito mode. Claire's heart thudded behind her ribcage. She twisted her lips as she swirled around, checking out the dress from different angles. The dress was a blend of black and brown, and it shimmered. It was a stunning gown with a strapless sweetheart neckline, revealing her toned shoulders and flawless skin. There was a silvery shimmery belt around her waist while several layers of fabric cascaded down the front, around her belly, adding more beauty to the dress.

"I've already gone with you to try that dress several times. What's wrong with missing it once? Natalie just got back. She was alone with all that luggage. "As a friend, I had to pick her up. You're usually so reasonable. Why make a fuss over something this small? Do you really have to give me the silent treatment over this?" "I'm fine." I brushed his hands away, hung the towel back on the rack, and turned to leave. "Really?" Enzo followed me out, sounding noticeably more relaxed. "Did you finalize the dress yesterday, then? Send me the bill. I'll sign it." I walked over to the bedside table, pulled open the drawer, and took out the stamped order form.

I don't want to ruin the night. As to what that anonymous guy instructed in the letter. I wore my navy blue tube dress with a pretty necklace that has a V pendant on it. I also covered my bruises with concealers and I finished about almost an hour covering it all up because its all over my body now and it even got bigger than before. If this was normal, I would've looked like a battered daughter because of the bruises I have in my body. Thankfully that's not the case. "Hey, are you nervous?" I heard Mal asking me. I was thinking too much I didn't even notice we'd arrived at the grand theatre.

The teasing was starting to get annoying, and his devilish grin made her want to knock him into next week. “Not you again. Staring problem, bloodsucker?” Hunter nodded his head toward her dress without saying a word, but his devilish smirk was clear he was up to something. Looking down, then reaching around her dress, she found her white boho dress hem tucked into the back of her sheer lace panties. Yanking it out fast, she worked to recover from her embarrassment as several other patrons snickered around her. “Son of a bitch. I can’t catch a fucking break today.”

Which I love since I don’t usually wear a lot of makeup anyways. But the dress, I’m not even sure I can believe what I’m seeing. It’s almost exactly the same as the dress I wore when I was in Etheria. It gathers up on shoulder, has a fitted band below my breasts and flows out around me. The neckline is a touch higher and it ties in the back instead of just the solid banding, but it’s almost the same. “Mom, where did you find this dress?” “Do you like it?” “I love it.” My voice is barely above a whisper now.

Then I got into a ruby red dress, with matching heels and black accents. I accented the dress with matching lipstick and a dark red and black adorning my eyelids. With this outfit and makeup on, I looked like I was one of them. They may have gotten good at blending in, but us Hunters have a few tricks up our sleeves too. I checked the time to see that I had an hour before the ball started. That's perfect because it was a half hour away from The Academy. I grabbed the salve and scar cream off the sink, inspecting my wounds to find that they were healed and barely noticeable now.

Hawk asks. As if answering Hawk's question, our phones ping once more. This time with another image. My eyes widen when I see one of the sexiest women I have ever seen, clad in nothing but black lace undergarments staring seductively into the camera. "Not gonna lie. I would follow her wherever she wanted me to go." Kieran remarks, making me laugh. "But there's no way this is the Huntress. Why would she show us her face after asking for animosity?" Hawk asks.