Jayden Apocalypse Costume Novels & Stories

He felt clean compared to Aiden's dirty appearance. Then there was Zalakai. Jayce didn't even know where to begin with him. He was a wild card. A curiosity. A Demon. Even now, the stench of sulfur and brimstone hung in the air of the room. He couldn't make sense of the man. He dressed fairly well. A crimson button up with a black leather vest over it. The black leather pants were questionable, but he seemed well put together. For a Demon, anyway. His short black hair had been slicked back. His sleeves rolled up to reveal his own set of tattoos, the same as Jayce.

" Jayden greeted and pecked her cheeks making her giggle. I smiled and left them both to go take my bath and prepare for wherever he said we would be going. I took my bath and wore high waist jeans, baggy white polo, and a white canvass to match. I tied my hair in a high ponytail and laid my edges, applied a clear lipgloss, and took my white shoulder bag and I'm done. I climbed down the stairs and met Jayden already sitting and waiting for me. He perceived my scent and looked up, then smiled and walked to me. "You look amazing like always," he said and I blushed. "Let's go" he took my hands and we walked out of the house to the car.

It resembled a huge chemistry lab and I was so fascinated and lost in the surroundings that someone cleared their throat from behind, making me jump in response. "Jesus Christ!" I gasped, turning around to see a familiar pair of hazel brown orbs that I wished to never see today. "I could offer you a personal tour of this place if you like, Ms. Woods." Jayden spoke, his lips twitching into a small smirk and I completely went blank. He was wearing a black sweatshirt and a pair of khaki pants, looking so fucking hot and irresistible. I've never seen him dressed in casuals and I couldn't take my eyes away from him.

"My name is Christopher. My father is Anthony Wright, director of CZ Holdings in Volaris City. You should be familiar with his name." To be honest, Christopher looked ridiculous. His hairstyle alone had cost over 200, and his custom uniform was clearly expensive. But more than a month had passed since the Frostfall. There had been no bathing and no clean clothes. At best, he looked only marginally better than a beggar. Even so, he still tried to carry himself like a privileged heir. The effect was laughable. Cyrus smiled. "You seem to know the West Ridge organization and its shelter well?"

Jayden hummed and turn around to face the window again as his bright yellow eyes stared down at the basement. He could no longer hear the sound of his mate banging at the door again and he thought maybe she had fallen asleep or she was tired. Seeing that Jayden wasn't saying anything again and Dexter thought he should leave before he ask him about his clothes Muna was wearing but who was he kidding. Just before he could open his mouth to talk he heard Jayden say something. “ Why is my mate wearing your clothes Dexter ” He asked and Dexter grinned why scratching the back of his head. “ Uh... Alpha she didn't have any clothes to change into so I... ”

"I'll take you to get a disguise—," "No need," she says. "I have a wig I can wear from Halloween. We need to hurry before it gets dark." I hear the relief in her voice at trying to stop this, but to be honest, I don't know what we'll do once I do find this guy. Turn him into the cops? Fight him? I'm sure he has connections, but every time I think about my mother, I close the door on all of my doubt and it vanishes. Jaden comes out in a short black wig that oddly suits her. She's wearing jeans and some kind of Harley Davidson t-shirt, which I'm not sure where she picked that one up at. "Ready?" she asks.

“You look veryyyy beautiful.” I pressed my lips together hard, trying to trap the sudden sob that rose in my throat. They looked impossibly adorable…Jaylia in her soft ivory flower-girl dress with petals stitched along the hem, little curls bouncing with every movement, and Jayden in his charcoal suit, bow tie slightly crooked from all his running.

I got on the bed before covering myself with the duvet, then slept. I woke up the next day. I took my bath, then went for my morning run. I came back after 30 minutes and took a quick shower then wore a green blouse and white jeans with a Gucci belt. I drove to the shop where I met Jayden. There he was attending to a customer. He wore a blue and white shirt which was accompanied by his blue-ripped jeans. The hat he wore made him look hot and, at the same time, a gentleman.

She snatched away the clothes he was wearing not long before he took a bath. "Your clothes…. They're all mostly Black". "Tsk…. You don't know this, but this is how we Mafias always dress up. That is to say, we're always ready for funerals. And to tell you what, I'm going to train you into this field". She said, Jayden listened to her and wore the clothes she gave to him. He couldn't believe himself when he stood in front of the large mirror. He looks like a completely different person. One could even mistake that he was born in this world.

Jayden said "I'll help you" I said "Am a fashion designer remember? I got employed to the fashion designing department before you fired me on my first day, so I'll help you, I'll come up with the best line of lady's clothings in 2 days, in return, you do not kill Audrey, do we have a deal Jayden?" He removed his bloodstained hand from Audrey's chest and she slumped on the floor "2 days, if you don't come up with a clothing line that am impressed with, I will decapitate her head" Jayden said and then he called in Landon