Kira Dress Novels & Stories

Kira calls from the depths of the fitting room and comes out holding a beautiful midnight blue evening gown and a champagne cocktail dress. She’s definitely her father’s daughter with her long blonde curls and bright blue eyes, but she gets her curvaceous body from me: that and her love for dancing. “The midnight blue one without a doubt,” I gush and watch as her cheeks redden at my approving tone. She nods and then retreats to the changing room.

His chest ached, and even Ninger became quiet. ..... The next day in Silvershade, Kyra got dressed in a black body con dress. It hugged her frame like a second skin and reached two inches above her knees. It is sleeveless and high neck. Its simple, but would do the job. She pulled her hair into a high ponytail, finishing her ensemble. The fact is, she doesn't want to play dress up when her heart is breaking from inside out. Kaiser will announce his queen tonight, and as the Alpha of Silvershade, she cannot skip. She need to put up appearances.

A few minutes later, there’s another knock. “Come in,” I say. The door opens, and Kira B walks in with three of his staff. They are carrying a large wrapped package. “Good morning, my lady,” Kira B greets cheerfully. “It’s so good to see you again.” “Good morning. Same here,” I reply politely. One of them places several boxes on the table before carefully unzipping the large package. I blink in shock. Inside is a breathtaking gown. The dress glitters under the light, covered in delicate green and gold gemstones. The fabric flows like liquid silk, shimmering with every movement. It looks royal, something worthy of a queen.

“Kira is throwing a party at Heron’s Club and you’re not rotting in bed over anybody’s son.” I groaned into my pillow. “Layla—” “Nope. Get up. Wear something slutty. I want men to pass out.” So I did the only thing a hurting girl does. I obeyed. I stood in front of my mirror staring at a version of me I didn’t recognize. The dress was less a garment and more a highly effective piece of weaponized distraction. It was cut from a single, shimmering piece of obsidian liquid silk, designed specifically to defy gravity and good sense.

They applied bright red lipstick on her plum lips, she wanted to see herself in the mirror, but every time she turned to see herself, they would turn Athena’s face away from the mirror. Kira curled the last strand of her hair and framed it nicely. “Perfecto,” she appreciated her artwork on Athena, gazing in the mirror. That is when the girl looked at herself. She almost gasped. Her eyes were neatly lined with kohl, making them look seductive, and her lips wine red and matte. The designer unveiled the dress, and Athena almost fainted. The sleeveless wine-red dress had a feathery bodice, making her cleavage pop a little, but nothing too revealing. The fit was perfect on her as if it was made f

“Deal. **** An hour later, Kiara stood in front of her closet, staring at rows of clothes she hadn’t touched in months. Maria sat on the bed, watching her. “What about this one?” Maria held up a simple black dress. Kiara wrinkled her nose. “Too plain.” Maria smirked. “Since when do you care about ‘plain’?” Kiara hesitated: “I don’t know mom, but if I’m going to do this, I might as well do it right.” Maria smiled. “That’s the spirit.” After trying on a few options, Kiara settled on a deep blue dress with lace sleeves. It was elegant but not over-the-top.

The diamond teardrop earring on my ear shone brightly, while the necklace on my neck felt heavy and suffocating. “Don't you like it, Luna?” Kira asks worriedly. “I do,” I reply, not wanting them to think their effort has been wasted. What is the point of looking this beautiful when I feel sad and helpless? Kira smiles and quickly helps me up. My gold dress twinkles brightly encrusted with a thousand crystals on its wide skirt. The upper part is tight, enhancing the swell of my breasts, but the lower part flows freely down my legs. The slender sleeve ended with more crystals. I'm shining brightly, and I had a golden mask to compliment the look.

"Get rid of that woman and take back what belongs to us! She doesn't belong here and killing her should not be too hard for you." Before I could respond, a new voice cut into the conversation. "What’s going on here?" Kira’s presence in the dining room was like a magnet, immediately drawing everyone's attention. I turned to look at her and my body tensed when I saw the way she was dressed, her body was adorned in a red nightgown with thin spaghetti straps and a plunging V-neckline adorned with lace trim, highlighting the bust area...her breasts swell was so visible that I clenched my hand into fist. The cups are also detailed with lace, adding a touch of elegance and softness.

"Time to get dressed." "Thanks Mom," Kira said, smiling back as she got up to get dressed. Her gown was laid draped across the bed. It was a deep sapphire blue gown that cascaded like water around her. After putting it on with Elara's help, next were her gold heels that matched her dress perfectly. Then Elara handed her a pair of earrings, long gold drops that sparkled. Kira carefully placed them in her ears and there came the final touch. A spritz of perfume.

It showcased her plump shapely legs, invitingly. The top half billowed out loosely, connecting to sleeves that stopped at her elbows, the dress was definitely outside of her comfort zone, but classy enough for her to feel slightly at ease. She paired the dress with her sensible black pumps for work. "Think of tonight like any other business outing.” Kira joked to herself as she tried to convince herself there was nothing personal going on with Dom. She decided to redo her makeup for the evening. She gave herself a dramatic smoky eye and red lips. Kira also chose to wear her hair down for the evening.