Kitana Costume Novels & Stories

‘I was wondering when you’d come asking questions. Ronin scoffed. ‘I’m assuming you’re willing to answer?’ ‘Perhaps.’ In the next instance, Ronin’s wolf transformed into a wilder version of himself. Kaon was dressed in a black chiton with gold geometric trimmings. The garment stopped mid-thigh, revealing powerful legs strapped with simple leather sandals. A gold leaf crown sat in his hair, making his dark viridian eyes pop. Ronin was stunned. He took a step back, ‘Your eyes… they’re-’

The left side was decorated with a puff of white wolf fur and her sword was bounded on her right, her legs were covered with pure white stockings held tightly by a leather garter belt . " Its - Can I get my uniform back " said Chelsea with her cheeks heating up with embrassment " I'm afraid no " said Madam Kim " as a knight , you should know that there are clothes that are infused with magic , right ? This dress is infused with my mana . This will be able to help you in controlling your mana " " Really ?" asked Chelsea a bit sceptic " Really" affirmed Madam Kim " Now, then lets start with our training " " Okay "

I sighed heavily while I thought about what next move I should take. "That Bella girl, just heard what I was thinking in my mind and unknowingly answered my question." I turned my attention back to katana standing beside me dressed in an all-black attire from head to toe. I had always told her to pick less witchy clothing so that no one could easily guess that she was a witch unlike me who wore clothing fit for a queen at all times. Katana's eyes widened like what I said was making sense to her somehow. "Yes mistress, you are right. She responded to something you did not speak of… but how?"

Kita said, pointing with her head to the door leading outside. “The rain and wind will be freezing out there, you can’t be serious,” Ean scoffed, looking to the door, hearing the winds still loudly blowing outside, then looking back to Kita with a scowl. “I will be doing the same,” she replied, having already stripped off her leather armour pieces and outer clothing, revealing a tight black top that only just covered her breasts and black shorts that were barely large enough to cover her lower extremities, she had an entire body of lean defined muscle with corded muscles on her arms and legs showing a body that had endured many years of fighting and training.

It was Setsuna, his childhood friend, and knight in charge of his protection. She was wearing a long, black kimono that stretched to her thighs with an armor plate covering her chest. Two arm guards of equally dark colors rested on her upper arms. A bluish-black obi was wrapped around her waist and held her assortment of Japanese-themed clothes together. Seeing her, it was like he was facing a samurai girl. Which he believed was what she tried to project herself to be. A samurai warrior. He gave a small smile to her but otherwise did not speak before facing the old woman again.

She was still holding back. “Do you want to get that for them?” Mitsuhide asked as he looked down to her with his grin becoming lopsided. “I do.” Kit said as she reached up and got two of the same style suits but in different colors. “We can bring them home in these.” “Now, you are talking,” Mitsuhide said as he looked down at her as she looked at the suits with a look of longing, he had not seen before. “Now, you need to think of names for them.”

that had been prepared for her on the bed. It was a cute and innocent-looking Japanese high school uniform. A tiny white shirt, a short plaid skirt, and clean white knee-high socks. But what made it extraordinary was the “accessory” that was placed next to it… a thin black leather collar with a leash made of a small silver chain. “Tonight… we’re going to play a game,” Kieran’s voice came from the shadows, before her tall, broad figure slowly appeared under the spotlight. Kieran was in the role of the all-powerful “Master.” She wore a black shirt with a few buttons undone, revealing her strong chest, tight black slacks, and in her hand, she held a small, shiny polished leather cane.

Automated security drones, programmed with Jackson’s aggressive combat subroutines, swarmed from the rafters. The "Severed Thread" was everywhere—wires of high-tensile carbon fiber, nearly invisible in the dim light, crisscrossing the room like a deadly web. "Watch the wires!" Jade shouted, her thermal goggles highlighting the lethal traps. In the center of the warehouse, standing atop a pile of rusted crates, was Kitana. She wasn't wearing her tactical gear now; she was in a traditional white training gi, her porcelain mask gleaming under the flickering industrial lights.

Katana’s voice resonates in our ears and this is when I see most of them cringe at the sight of the dirty clothes we are wearing and I can’t help but scoff, we have been wearing them for days but none of them cringed at that fact. “You will not be allowed to enter the goddess temple with the rags you are wearing, share out the clothes to them” Katana orders again and they begin to do as she said but before any of them can hand any of the clothes to me, she stops them and picks up a different kind of clothes from the pile and walk up to me. “Here” she stretches out her hand towards me but I don’t collect the clothes, everyone gets a bright color and I am the only one who gets black.

A white shirt with a black jacket and a pair of grey pantaloons . " Thanks bro ! " said Kira relieved when seeing the clothes cause she knew that she wouldn't have to worry about those things anymore . " You're welcome ! Hurry up though or we are gonna be late . " said Justin . Kiara started to wear clothes as fast as she could . After washing her face and wearing the clothes Justin gave her , she looked at herself in the mirror . The clothes fitted her perfectly and she looked like a noble woman . " Where did you find these clothes ?! " asked Kiara while looking at them amazed .