K-on Dress Up 2 Novels & Stories

“It's Jack Sparrow's compass, Keith… it only points to you. Lou rolled his eyes in martyrdom. Leaving the pudding to gurgle in a water bath, they finally sat down to supper. Burning candles on the table and shelves, hot mulled wine in glasses... Mulled wine was brewed by men - this right Kit conceded to them without talking. Only at the end she asked if Louis had a poker on the farm? “I don’t even have a fireplace… We’ll do without this tradition, and everyone knows that it’s time to eat… Although, if we so desire, we can heat a fork and stick it in mulled wine.” Of course Keith wanted to. For the festive table, she changed Lou's T-shirt for a long dress, dark blue, which beautifully set off

How can they be so cute and hot at the same time? Knox was putting on a custom-tailored black suit with a white shirt, whose gold cuff links were visible. His silver hair was neatly combed to the back. The same goes for Rakel only his tunic was opened exposing his toned stomach. They look like they just walked right out of a fashion magazine.

“Let me guess. It’s filled with fangs and claws.” “And among others.” “Let’s go then.” “I thought you two were not done. Kindra is already here.” Zarah inspected me from head to toe. “You’re going to be in so much trouble, Luna. Alpha is going to be so pissed, but I’ll make sure to send him a selfie.” “That’s the whole point.” I chuckled. “You, witch. Too much skin?” “Perfect, dear.” The dress had a draped neckline. The back cut was low, almost down my butt, with criss-cross straps and asymmetric hem.

But to honor her dragon coloring, the sides have an onyx stripe and the belted waist was made to look like dragon scales. “It will be more beautiful with you in it. Go finish getting ready. I want to show off my mate.” While she gets ready, I put on my own formal garb. Mine is sage green to match my eyes, but I have a ruby red belt that looks like dragon scales with a matching overcoat to identify myself as Kenna’s rider. Our troupe really enjoyed making these items for us. When she walks out of the bathroom again, we both stop and stare at the other. She is utterly magnificent. She hasn’t even put the dress on yet, and she’s already taking my breath away.

> "I went to the headquarters. I chose this dress for you—hope you like it and be ready. \~Love, K." I looked at the dress laid out on the bed. A teal satin gown, long and elegant. What is he planning?

Walking into K's workplace was super uncomfortable considering that everybody else here was dressed in formal wear and here I was dressed in a black mid-thigh bodycon dress with white sneakers, receiving different stares from all kinds of people which only made K pull me into his office faster because I walk 'slow'.

Stepping out of the car, Karen followed Mrs Kord into the hall with Kevin behind. While Mrs Kord took Karen to her make-over section, Kevin went the other way. "Look at this dress," Mrs Kord held out a red off the shoulder gown "Do you love it?" When Karen didn't answer, Mrs Kord drew close, "Karen??" "Y-yes," Karen answered absentmindedly Mrs Kord kept the dress back and took Karen's hands in hers, "What were you thinking about, you zoned out completely?"

Lani nods in a daze and proceeds to the dressing room as directed by Kane, slowly opening each closet door. In the first compartment are various designer dresses from renowned brands worldwide—short summer dresses and long autumn and winter dresses, ranging from simple and delicate to sophisticated styles suitable for events. Each dress has a distinct design and color, but they share a common trait—they are all exorbitantly expensive. Trying to maintain composure, Lani opens the second compartment. This section contains home attire, often made from soft, stretchy, and comfortable materials. Kane knows Lani prefers loose-fitting clothes, so these outfits are deliberately larger than Lani's us

Retired. So I put on maternity jeans and a long-sleeve white collared shirt. I think it’s cute. I pull my braids into a high ponytail, do my light glam makeup, throw on some low Adidas runners, and add a little jewelry. I can feel that Knox is staring at me. “What?” I ask. He shakes his head. “Nothing. Are you almost ready?” I turn and see him wearing something damn near identical, and I start laughing. “Why do you always have to dress like me?”

He spent the rest of his time alone. After school, I drove home in my baby and walked upstairs into my room, and went straight to my closet. I looked through my dresses. Only having a few, it had taken me a minute to find an appropriate one. I grabbed one of the black ones that went down to my knees. Come to think about it, Chris helped me pick this one out at the store when my mom decided that I needed to own some dresses for her stupid dinner parties. I left my hair alone and grabbed my converse to put them back on. As I walked downstairs, I tip-toed to the front door.