Kara Danvers Costume Novels & Stories

____________ One month later Karan was standing in front of the mirror setting his hair while brushing it upside sideways to get ready for his office. While Dia was in her wardrobe searching for the dark green simple jewellery set with beads joined like a tamarind stem at sides and a diamond star shaped flower pendant in the middle. It was supposed to go with her perfect dress in white. She was wearing a white bodycon thigh length sequin dress with a brown narrow belt at her waist. It hugged her curves perfectly making her look stunning while the old Dia attitude was back with the work.

Moira and Kariya’s room had a canopy bed with a fireplace, a fern, a walk in closet, red walls, a 360 mirror, a huge window overlooking the land. Letters were sent out all around the universe thanks to Dream Chaser’s portal making ability about the masquerade ball and the wedding that was to take place in three days time. Kariya and Moira went out to stores on Affrin to be fitted for a suit and a dress. After many fittings they had finally decided on the one’s they liked. Kariya got a white suit with a red tie and a red rose with black suede penny loafers. Moira wore a black dress with a split showing her leg and a long flowing veil flowed across the ground as she walked. “Do you really want

It had all of the clothing items a man could ever think of and they were all neatly arranged in their different space. Kara got to the shirt area, looked through, and eventually settled for a white button-up shirt. She could feel Adam’s gaze piercing through her body but she didn’t care. Her back was turned to him. Kara pulled down her zip, slowly removed her hands from the dress, and let it fall to the ground, leaving her in nothing but her bare panties. Because her panties were wet due to her earlier orgasms, She shimmered the black lacy material down her leg and eventually took it off. She heard Adam breathe heavily when she slightly bent to take off the gorgeous panty.

IVAN Two days later after my visit to the hospital, the cameras were already waiting when we pulled up. A wall of flashes burst like fireworks against the tinted windows of the car, strobing across my face in quick succession. My jaw tightened as I adjusted my tie, then glanced sideways at Danica. She sat perfectly composed beside me, her posture tall, hands folded neatly in her lap. But what caught me and held my attention was the way she looked today. The dress Danica had worn, clung to her like it had been tailored for sin itself. Sleek black silk, off-the-shoulder, fitted at the waist, falling just past her knees. It was classic. Dignified. And hot as hell.

Dane kept looking at Kyra who was descending the stairs of the Silvershade pack house. She is wearing the red fish tail dress which she picked the other day. The dress hugged her body like a second skin and reached her ankles. There is a slit on the right side which ran till mid thigh. The bodice is corset styled with strings tied behind her back. It's leaving her shoulders bare, giving a perfect view of her slender neck and smooth shoulders. Her fiery red hair is gathered near the nape of her neck into a sleek messy bun. Dane has never seen this side of her until now. She is so beautiful with minimal makeup. Her cheery red lips are plump and inviting. Today her eyes looked a shade of green

Kihara was dressing up to go and visit Xavier who had invited her to his house that day. She was the real version of what they call an excited lady and tried everything within her power to make herself look cuter. “You look pretty,” Carly and Eva complimented her. They were currently in her room and they came to help prepare so she’d see her mate looking good. She was dressed in a red skimpy dress with white heels and a white purse to match. She rolled her hair into waves making her look like a goddess.

The moment I saw it, it's reminded me of a certain someone and I took it without hesitation, even though i made a mental note to myself not to look at the price tag or I might just cry. My only consolation at that moment was in the fact that, Kara'd promised to get us some milkshakes on our way home._you can call it bribe but it was a good compensation for spending ungodly hour in the fitting room and making me pay for a dress I might wear just once. Well, like I said before, i was totally cool with the idea of that milkshake, it was just one way to end a really stressful day don't you think? Anyways, Kara finally decided to settle for that silk sliver colored dress she tried on earlier. Acc

"Remember my nightmare? That certain night still haunts my senses. It's like a deep shadow in my heart. *Flashback* "Kara, you can't be like this. How could you drink water in a pub? You must take some vodka shots at least!" Two boys and four girls were surrounding her as they offered her drinks. Tang Li was wearing a burgundy colored off-shoulder dress which was specially designed by Mark for her. The Mark Wilson at that time was a nobody, literally a nobody. Yet his designs were exquisite, her dress was hugging her at right place accentuating her curves.

ㅡmurmured Carolina looking behind me. I turned around confused, only to find that Kara was arriving with her henchmen, wearing a short pink skirt, a top and heels. Wasn't she cold? Her other new friends were the same way. They gave us a quick glance and then walked over to Thomas. Kara gave him a kiss on the cheek and then looked at me as if to rub it in my face. I clenched my hands together unconsciously.

We weren’t exactly friends, but we were somewhat agreeable when it came to being in each other’s company, to the point where I found myself actually… liking his company. He wore black tonight. No tie, just that clean-cut button-down with the top two buttons undone and a watch that probably cost more than Eric’s car. He looked bored and detached… typical Bryce. Until our eyes met. Then, he smirked. I didn’t let myself react. Kara, meanwhile, looked like the poster child for every cliché in the mistress manual. Her gown was designer and barely there, slit high on one thigh and clinging like it was painted on. Her platinum-blonde hair was curled in soft waves, with ruby red lips, diamond studs