Ldshadowlady Outfit Novels & Stories

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

She wasn’t the one. “Next?” I barked at them. Next came Lady Seraphina of the ShadowBrooke Pack. Her dress, a flowing gown of gold, seemed to catch every beam of light in the room. I couldn’t help but notice her poise, but there was something lacking. Again, I shook my head. “Not my style.” Lady Ilyana from the Crescent Vale Pack was the third to be introduced. Her gown was a brilliant sapphire blue and she wasn't an ugly person, but not enough to move me.

His hair is dark and low. "Dear Shadow walkers," he says loudly. I stand frozen in the spot taking deep breaths as the place gets crowded with the dwellers coming of out their houses. My heartbeat has gotten faster as they stare at me. I look to the ground, trying to calm myself. "This is Alice," Gabriel announces, pointing at me. "Alice Lintle." A few persons gasp in shock while other whisper to one another. "Let's welcome her as one of hers," he adds staring at me. His blue eyes are piercing. "Come," he whispers, stretching his hand to take mine. I look around as I let him take my hand. His grip is gentle as he holds my wrist. "To greatness," he yells, raising my arm high. The crowd cheers

Chapter 49 - Lion's Den Lilith I stared at the reflection looking back at me. My onyx hair was neatly pulled into a ponytail, and my face was decorated with enough eyeliner and cherry red lipstick to make any man fall to his knees. But the real show-stopper was the black dress that fit my body like a glove leaving little to the imagination. A golden snake travelled up my spine, delicate chains holding it into place, exposing my back.

Lydia not one to miss out comes to my other side and throws her hands around the both of us and it becomes a group hug. “I’ve missed you guys so much” I cried. Hugging them tightly. “We missed you too.” The say together. Making me smile. “Fuck girl, look at you!” Chloe exclaims. “For a second, I did not recognize you, wow!” that was Lydia I’m wearing a fitted mustard colored dress with spaghetti straps, the length coning well past my knees with black shoes and purse to match. My hair in soft waves down my back. I only wear a thin gold watch, teardrops earrings and matching necklace.

With that the door clicked back into place leaving me once again to my thoughts. Looking over my shoulder I notice that Lilith had left a pile of clothes at the end of the bed. I reach out and pick up the first item. It was a black leather fitted bodice. I liked it so my nose and inhaled deeply. The subtle smell of honeysuckle still clung to the fabric. She was right about one thing. If I planned to survive, then I had to blend in. I stood up and stripped my leggings and t-shirt off. The leather outfit clung to me perfectly, further evidence of how much alike I was to my Mother. I stood looking at myself in the full length mirror with my two Chocolate brown orbs, not really recognising the w

Below the dais stood six guards; three on either side of the thrones above them; garbed in purple robes, as was the norm for all members of the Coven. The trio stopped just a few feet away from the dais and stood shoulder-to-shoulder to face what this day would bring. Emily—as always—was carefully placed between the two men. Lilith sat on her throne with her bat-like wings wrapped forward toward her arms. Her blond curls were long and draped down her back with an occasional stray tendril bouncing around her shoulders in a deliberately careless style. She wore tight black pants that looked like leather and a white shirt with a ruffled front and flowing sleeves, giving her the appearance of a