Ldshadowlady Outfit Novels & Stories

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

I muttered to myself, reaching for my shirt. Shadow entered the room carrying a sleek, dark suit. I had told Danika that I would be wearing a white suit, but I decided against it at the last hour to wear a dark one. Two times I’d worn it, and both times she had liked it. She even complimented me, saying, “You look cool in it.” So, I was going to wear it for her. “Got your outfit right here, Alpha. You ready for this?”

She had been buried the very moment I stepped through the massive gates of the Shadow Pack. Now, I wore a dress made of heavy black silk. It was edged with beautiful silver embroidery. These were the colors of my new pack, and I wore them with pride. The dress fit me perfectly. It was tailored to show my strength rather than hide it. The fabric clung to my frame with a quiet kind of elegance. It flowed just enough to command the attention of everyone in the room without looking like I was begging for it. I had my hair pulled back neatly away from my face. This exposed my neck to the cool air of the room.

Max smirked like he agreed, gave a small nod, and then slipped back out of the room. I looked back at the mirror, but this time my eyes shifted to the reflection behind me. Lydia stood there already dressed and ready. She was wearing a long red gown that clung to her figure in all the right places, the slit showing just enough of her legs. The neckline dipped low, her shoulders bare, her dark hair curled and swept to the side. She looked dangerous, and she knew it. “You look stunning,” I told her, turning to face her fully. She arched a brow, lips curling into that sly smile of hers. “I know.”

By six-thirty— They were ready. Lidia stood in front of the mirror silently. The purple dress hugged her body perfectly, flowing smoothly down her curves before stopping just above her ankles. The slit along one side revealed her slender legs each time she moved while soft silver jewelry rested delicately against her skin. Her hair fell in loose curls over her shoulders. Elegant. Graceful. Dangerously beautiful. Beside her— Tony matched perfectly. A purple shirt tucked neatly into tiny black pants, his small shoes polished brightly while his curls framed his innocent face beautifully.

Lilith said as she eyed my outfit. I had told her earlier to call me by my name, and she only agree to do so when we were alone. “What statement?” I asked, staring at myself in the full-length mirror. I was dressed in all black: leather leggings, a matching leather jacket, ankle boots, a face cap pulled low over my hair, and dark goggles. “You’re saying, mess with me and you won’t go scot-free.” She was right. I did look powerful. The red lip gloss on my lips felt like a promise of revenge and danger. “You look so beautiful.”

It sounded more like a sob, but a reluctant ghost of a smile pulled on her lips all the same and Sephora allowed herself to give a relieved grin as well. The Shadow gazed up at her Lord, love and gratitude warming her blue eyes. "I'd still be able to sneak up on him even if I wore a luminous yellow trench coat and glowing lights in my hair." She argued and smiled a little more. A gruff of laughter sounded from Daemon, his bronze eyes shining with relief and amusement. Sephora smirked at the laughter she also caught in Lady Valda's eyes, despite the limp wing that now draped low on the broken ground.

It was a rotating closet and it was painted in white and had all the collection of shoes and bags. The wonderful duty of your best friends was to stuff you up in a cute dress on your birthday and get you all dolled up—that was exactly what Kiara and Cindy did to Shelly as they presented their work to a full-length mirror. "Awww, you guys are so sweet!" Shelly gushed. She stared at her blonde hair now pulled into a tight bun, with her smokey eye and red lip gloss, the blush and powder highlighted her face. She was dressed in a beautiful lavender flora dress with black wedge sandals.

Both of them kneeled in front of her instead of bowing like before. The rest of Lily’s people followed suit without complaint. Shadow was wearing formal attire - a long sleeve white shirt and black combat pants. On top of the white shirt was a black robe and a creepy smile mask on her face. Both of her hands were delving inside her pocket’s pants, and walking leisurely. Her yellow eyes glanced at them and nodded once. A pair of sneakers stepped on the ground with a few guards trudging behind her. The two lions and two wolves seemed to be accompanying them as well.