Novel & Cerita Idol Outfit

, Aiden tackles me as I stand infront of a mirror with him behind me, both hands in his pocket. "You really hate seeing me happy", I roll my eyes and my eyes lands on the mirror. I look ravishing today. I am wearing a red and white palazzo, a white singlet and a long jacket that sweeps the ground and a hat. I and Aiden dressed on the same attire. They sent materials for everyone. The Darc love uniformity. I am wearing a diamond earring, necklace and wrist watch. On my hand is my white purse. I curled my hair into a bun and did a light make up.

“How would you like a position in my mother’s cosmetics company?” “I would love that very much, Princess,” Sulia beamed, her eyes shining for the first time since I’d arrived. She still had a future ahead of her. And the people who thought it was acceptable to traffic innocent girls like merchandise would soon learn exactly what consequences felt like. Her hands stilled for a second, surprise flashing in her eyes before hope replaced it. When I finally saw the outfit they expected me to wear, my expression hardened. The two-piece gold outfit was barely more than a bathing suit. It shimmered under the light, designed to expose more than it concealed.

Id talked to Roxie and when Id arrived at the club Id gone in to change my clothes and do my hair. My hair was easy, it fell in straight, golden sheets down my back. The dress was the hard part. Shed put a pure white satin gown out for me, and a red one, with a strapless top that would fit my form exactly because the fabric was stretchy. I chose the white one because of the shimmer and the purity the white symbolized.

I still found the whole stuff overwhelming. The outfit consisted of a black crop top, an oversized blue jean jacket and baggy black striped denim jeans. I would be rocking it with Noami’s chunky boots. And this attire sufficed because I had refused to wear anything tight like the short skirt she had brought out or the tiny pants that had hugged every curve I owned. I didn't want Adam thinking that I was dressing up because of him. But was that notion unavoidable, especially since the whole school knew of my wardrobe? What manner of bullying will color my day tomorrow?

m. “Finally,” I muttered, standing. Rowan groaned. “Please stop calling it cult night.” “Then they should stop making it feel like cult night.” He didn’t argue. I went into my room. The outfit was already laid out. White dress. Simple. Long sleeves. High neck. Fitted at the waist. Innocent on purpose. I stared at it for a moment too long. Then picked it up. “Symbolic bullshit,” I muttered. The black cloak sat beside it.

he said, stretching out on the couch. "Cool. I’ll hit up Hayden." I shot Hayden a text about the party, but—surprise, surprise—no response. He was probably busy or just straight-up ignoring his phone like usual. After chilling with Finley for a bit, I called it a night and headed back to my room. Lying in bed, I pulled up I*******m and P*******t, scrolling through futuristic costume ideas. After what felt like forever, I finally found the one—a sick-ass silver outfit with holographic details, inspired by Nova from Cybernetic Dawn. It was sleek, badass, and definitely something I could pull off.

“Congratulations. That is fantastic news. Onyx shakes Aiden’s hand before excusing himself to collect something. Onyx has a Gold, White, and Blue box as he returns. “What is this?” King Aiden asks Onyx as he hands it to the two of them. “Just a little something.” Onyx stands behind me and wraps his arms around my stomach to watch the pair of them. “I will hold it; you open it.” Aiden requests Judith. She slowly slips the cover off the box and holds up the little jumpsuit for the prince. “Oh, look how gorgeous this is!” Judith is overjoyed looking at all of the details on the little outfit. “Where did you find this? I was looking for something similar when Aiden told me we needed an introduct

Their control. Perhaps a part of me always wanted to become like them. That was why I had prepared an outfit inspired by them years ago, almost as though I already knew a day like this would eventually arrive. I walked toward the hidden wardrobe by the side of my room and opened it slowly. There it was. A deep crimson red leather outfit. Tight fitted bodice reinforced like armor that hugged my waist perfectly. A high collar neckline that made me appear colder and more dangerous. Long leather gloves stretching past my elbows.

he says confidently. To my confusion, Thanos steps forward, his hair slicked back with gel and his beard styled to perfection. He’s wearing a black satin blazer, with gold sequins decorating the left-hand side of the jacket that makes it appear as though gold coral is creeping across the fabric. Underneath he’s wearing a black buttoned-up shirt with a gold strip down the button lining of the shirt and has paired it with black slacks with a gold strip down the outer seam of the pants along with gold leather oxfords.

After getting dressed, I stood in front of the camera for her to take a look. “So, what do you think?” I asked her as I twirled around. Following my best friend’s suggestion and my own preference, I was dressed in a pair of black jeans, and a red off-shoulder blouse that was hidden under my trusty pitch-black leather jacket. For accessories, I was wearing silver hoops that accentuated my neck since my hair was up in a ponytail. “One word. Hot! That outfit is hugging all your curves perfectly. Who knows, you might finally find your man tonight!” Adrina said, clapping her hands with excitement.