L From Death Note Costume Novels & Stories

But Luciano wasn't one to take no for an answer. Dressed in the red dress he'd personally bought, I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, and couldn't help the smile that tugged my lips. The gown was really stunning, with sparkling diamonds that glittered under the lights. Luciano dressed in a black custom made suit, looked so calm and kindhearted that one wouldn't believe he'd actually murder a person. Stepping into the hall, his grip around my waist tightened, more like trying to comfort me that he was with me.

He was only rather pale because zombies were nocturnal creatures that only moved around in the night. He also didn't smell bad. In fact, there was something oddly fragrant about him. He had a pair of deep green eyes that gleamed like gemstones, and a mole at the corner of his eye accentuated his good looks. He was well-built and had broad shoulders. I could even vaguely make out a toned chest and abs through his white shirt. Landon opened the box he held. I was instantly captivated by what was inside. It was a green floor-length gown with scales on it that shimmered underneath the moonlight. It looked like a flowing galaxy.

She giggled. L shrugged and looked at Patrice. “Well, she looks really scary. She looks at me like I did something wrong and I did not.” He spat. Patrice chuckled. “So, the girl is making the famous Lance Kim, my Death Note, scared?” She teased. L raised his brow and smirked. “Say that again.” He said. Patrice narrowed her eyes on him. “What?” She asked confused. “What you said.” He replied feeling so excited. “What? Famous Lance Kim?”

Lily said firmly. I pouted lightly at her, but she gave me a pitiful smile in response. It was not every time that Lily acted strict towards me. So, I really couldn’t get offended by her right now. And Lady Anna was right. Since I have not yet been proven to have a hand in the deaths of the family, it would be better to step into my role as Luna for the main time. No one else can do that except me. Lily calmly brought another outfit that was made of gold and pink. It was backless but had a shawl. The whole thing was so breathtaking that I just couldn’t help but swoon at it.

I loved being part of the plan making. We both got dressed in our costumes. Lucas wore a white long sleeve shirt with brown trousers and suspenders, looking just like Jack. I had on the iconic purple and white dress with pink sash around my ribs that she wore the night the ship sank. Since it's cold in New York for Halloween I had on the coat that Jack gave Rose part way through the night. "Are you ready Rose?" He asked, holding his arm out for me to take. "Ready, Jack." I grabbed it, getting into character with him.

I returned a wide smile to my face and turned around to face them. As expected, Nino was dressed like the young son of a vampiric assassin. His outfit made me break into a genuine smile. His puffy cheeks and sharpened eyes gave him a bold, cuter look. And the expression on his face nailed it. I looked at Loretta and couldn't help but chuckle. It was the first time I had seen her in a gown. Her gown was beige and flowed around her feet. That couldn't be comfortable with how heavy it looked. Still, she looked beautiful.

I thought that he would mark me to force us to link our mate bond again, but I was wrong. As I emerged from the bath, I draped myself in a robe and ventured out, drawn by the tantalizing aroma of a lavish meal. To my surprise, all I found on the table was a bowl of rice porridge. My gaze swiftly shifted to Alucard, who had just entered the room, donning a sheath dress. It featured a high, cylindrical collar, stylish side slits, and an asymmetrical opening that ran from the center of the collar to the armpit and extended down the side. "Your mother informed me that you prefer dresses with the same design as those from the Yuanzhong Kingdom. That's why I chose this one from your wardrobe," Alu

"Fine, but don't think too much about it" There's no point of insisting because Sain Czar always do things that he thinks the best. Yeah, he thinks. MORNING I check myself in the mirror the moment I finish brushing my hair. I didn't flash a smile instead I tuck the loose strand of my hair and carefully scan my eyes to my reflection. I'm wearing a black tank top and midi skirt pair with my black jacket. Yes, I am clothes in black which I think the most appropriate color to wear when attending a burial. I don't think Alcatraz will be pleased if I wear white since Laurent was murmured. Her death was tragic so they are all mourning with rage and anger, eager to have revenge.

But he put one finger on my lips "But then again, you did try to kill me, I don't know how I could forgive you... breaking your fingers was the only punishment I could think of where I couldn't cause you any major bodily harm." He leaned forward close to my face only to stand up, and kick the stool from under him. He wore a dress uniform, one for special occasions. With a black coat uniform and black pants with a red sash in the middle, his uniform consisting of tarsals and medals, but he didn't wear a hat. His hair slightly slicked back, his hazel eyes were now watching the window, his back turned. "Remember that stunt you pulled, Letharia?" I didn't dare answer.

It's only the weakest among you that died, so may they rest in peace. So go out there and make sure Paul and his family never see daylight again. Am I understanding? Yes sir. The girls chorus in unison. They all went to their changing rooms to get prepared. They selected the coolest dress there. It was actually their own creation—a sleeveless top with a rope at the back to tie it up. A lethal body hug trouser and jacket. With lethal black boots. All these dresses are all in one color, black, with a light necklace around the neck. A necklace that is worth a few pounds each.