Killua Clothing Novels & Stories

Things like this could never end well. Hearing the knock at the door, I jump from the couch and head to the door excitedly. Oh holy fuck! Breathe just breathe, and don't dare start drooling, even if this sight is mouth watering. Kiara is wearing a fairly short, pale golden dress in a wrap dress style. The middle between her thighs, where the two layers cross, is cut out a little more than the rest and that cleavage...... I'm in heaven and hell at the same time.

said Kiara with a bright smile and doctor Gilbert smiled too . The door opened and Justin came , holding a purple box in his hands . " Here ! I ordered my men to get you an outfit from the new collection of your favorite brand . I hope you like it ! " said Justin with a smiling expression . Kiara took the box and opened it then went to the changing room to wear the outfit that Justin had brought her . When she finished she looked at the purple jacket with the letter K on her left chest . A black , comfortable jacket and a pair of white and half purple trainings .

“That alone makes you a pretty powerful name on the guest list.” I blinked, surprised. That was the shares I got for my dowry! I chuckled, “Isn't this wonderful?” I leaned forward, “So, I asked you to look into Julia King's secret clothing line. Have you found it yet?” “Yes, I've sent the details to your email. The name is JK couture and the brand is participating in the World Fashion gala.” “Oh?” I laughed, throwing my head back. “Interesting. I love this. I'm finally going to chew her guts and spit it in her face.”

Alfi seemed excited. “Yeah. And there will be free Nekopara Jacket for one lucky guest!” Koji exclaimed. “Aww, why not custom shirt instead?” Alfi looked disappointed. “What shirt do you want anyway?” Koji asked. “Hokari Kanae, Euphoria,” Alfi replied. “Really? She’s a bitch, you know?” Rian said. “Bitch? What do you mean?” Alfi looked curious. “Huh? You don’t play the VN(Visual Novel)?”

Tom said. "But y'all are not in Mt.Olympus no more, you guys are in the city, where people usually wear Chanel, Celine, YsL and Dior!" "What are those?" Jonas asked curiously while looking up to Jiroo naively. "This shirt is from Dior, Liam's shirt is from Celine. They are brands and this is what people usually are wearing." Jiroo explained and they all nod at him, as if they just learned the most amusing things in their life. "Next, ordinary humans don't have powers, do any of you have powers?"

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She presses the button and steps back. "The first section is your night clothes, the next is your casual house wear, the next is your casual outing wear, and last but not least are your special occasion outfits. The shelving in the back has all of your undergarments. That door over there is for your shoes and accessories. Terrax spared no expense. He didn't know your preferred style, so he purchased half the shop when he went shopping for you. Everything should fit. He occurred your sizes from Jali of Kea," Duya says, and I stare at the clothes in shock for a second before blushing again.

Rhea POV “This would look good on you,” Kale said, holding up a red dress. We were at a clothing store, and he kept trying to make me test different outfits — most of which I’d already turned down. Every few minutes he’d show up with something even more ridiculous: crop tops, bodycons, skirts that barely existed. “Really?” I asked, raising a brow at it. The thing looked way too short, too tight, and way too revealing for my own good.

Kita also described what she would be wearing as well. Kita wore fall colors, an olive-green suede overall dress above the knees with an orange, brown, and olive plaid shirt under it. With brown tights and olive-green wedge-heel ankle booties. Her long, curly black hair was pulled back with a thin orange headband and three-tone earrings that matched her outfit.

The first store was a boutique that Kaysea frequented on special occasions. “You could always wear a dress or this!” Kaysea pulled out a jumpsuit from the rack that hung off the shoulder and was in a navy blue and tied around the waist with a matching sash. “What do you think? I believe you would look stunning in this and with your hair pulled back in a cute ponytail with a few wisps of hair hanging down on each side you would look smashing.” Kaysea was beside herself. “I’ll try it on, but you know I’ve never worn anything like this. I much prefer dresses over things like this. This is more like you than me.” Willa retorted.