Novel & Cerita Love Nikki Queen Dress Up

the MC said, and Damien walked up that stage with a smile. I wouldn't say it was real. “Thank MC I'm so humbled to be handing our Queen her award. Thank you," he said. "OK here we go,” the MC said and took a deep breath. "Our Fashion Queen award for this year goes to.. can you guys please take a guess?” she asked the audience. "Nia!” "Rina” "Nia” "Of course, the one and only Scarlett Brown,” she announced, and I didn't even know how my tears already reached my chin.

ten minutes was going to be more than enough to play. "And no touching yourself. I'll know and I'll punish you again" I swore under my breath as he left the bathroom. I got out of the tub and rinsed myself. When I got into the room, he was not there but Damia was standing by my bedside. A blue dress lay on the bed. "Is there an occasion?" "The king has asked you to wear the dress down for dinner" she helped me put on the dress. The style of the dress didn't allow me wear a bra. I wore earrings and a simple necklace with a sandal heel.

she commented, opening her bedroom door as I stepped inside. I spotted Nicholas, in front of Emma’s full-length mirror while he stared at himself weirdly. He was wearing denim jeans and an orange stripes t-shirt that didn’t fit him quite well. It was almost bursting out from his body because of how little it looked, and in addition to that, he was wearing a bucket hat. He looked like a clown and it was absurd. “What the fuck did you make him wear?” I asked, suppressing my laughter as I approached Nicholas. “I was trying to go for the ninety’s vibe but I failed.” Emma smacked her forehead and leaned her arm on the bed frame.

She was wearing something that reminded me of what the ancient Egyptian Female Pharaohs wore in the pictures of our history books from school; a headdress made of gold with stone accents, and a very revealing white dress with gold trimming. “Hello mistress. My name is Stephanie. I am here to take you to the King. He has requested your presence.” Her voice was soft and very friendly. It was almost alluring. “Can we trust her?” I asked Koa. “I say we don’t trust anybody. We already know there’s witches about and putting spells on shit or even us. Tread carefully sweetie.” Koa still on guard ready for an attack. “Let’s play a game then shall we?” I smirked at my thought and I’m pretty sure I sa

Her slender hands hooked around the collar of her white blouse, feebly trying to undo it, but her dazed mind caused her pale fingers to tangle with the black buttons. The form-fitting black business skirt she wore had long since become wrinkled from rubbing against her body, and her legs, clad in black stockings, ground helplessly against each other, as if trying to conceal the longing between them. The slender high heels on her feet had been shaken off until they were a shambles, hanging half-on, half-off her ankles. If Victor still couldn’t tell why Sarah was so aroused, he’d truly be blind. That look of overflowing passion made his throat tighten, and even his domineering, reckless face b

she said and I smiled in her direction. "I just don't want to disappoint anyone" I said and she nodded her head. She went inside the closet and brought me a black dress. It was a nice and elegant dress, I thanked her quickly heading inside the bathroom. I took a quick shower and towelled myself dry, once I was done I pulled on the dress, it was a beautiful dress, it went below my knees and hugged my body perfectly, it had a deep V neck at the back, basically, it was equal to a backless dress but my back was cover by my hair. I brushed my hair and clipped a quarter of it, leaving the rest of it open with my natural waves. I applied a little bit of lip gloss, eyeliner and mascara. Once I was d

I hadn’t seen the two in months, and apart from various letters back and forth, I was dying to see how they were doing. My stomach flooded with butterflies and a giggle left my lips when Atlas placed his hands around my hips and lifted me a few feet into the air. Just as Nicki’s letters had promised, I easily spotted her amongst the crowd. Her crimson dress dipped low in the front, clinging to her hips as it fell to the floor like tendrils of flame. Golden cuffs in the shape of small, curling serpents wrapped around the upper part of her arms. Immortality had always suited Nicki, turning that spark inside of her into a raging inferno.

They had supported and helped each other back then, and their friendship remained strong. "What do you think we should get for Melissa?" Sam asked as they entered one of the shops in the mall. Nicky's eyes gleamed with excitement as she spotted a short, sleeveless orange dress. "How about that?" she suggested. Sam shook her head. "Nah, it's too colorful and too short. Melissa won't like it. Besides, it's an evening party, and an exclusive one at that. A lot of influential people will be attending, so she needs something more elegant, like a black dress or something."

When I approached her towards the door, she was fidgeting while telling me that the queen requires my presence in the kingdom this afternoon so we can go to the other kingdom and attend the ball with Nikita. My question is --- what am I gonna do with the ball? This is my first time, okay? I never even saw myself wearing a fancy and elaborated gown like the other girls. And dear, we won’t talk about makeup. It’s messed up. “You can’t refuse the queen, Elizabeth,” Nikita always reminded me as we went towards the market. “And you know that.” “I know, but…” I said and looked at my dress subtly. “Can’t I wear a similar dress like this?”

I don’t see any familiar faces in the crowd not even Hunter's so I continue to look at Nikolai and only him. He looks exceptionally dashing this morning and I was sure to let him know. He was born to be a king. I subtly adjust my dress for the hundredth time but thankfully Nikolai doesn’t see me. He was the one that picked out the dress for me, it’s a silver dress that stops right above my knees and hugs really tight. The dress complements his. He’s wearing a black royal robe with silver lining. It makes us stand out in the crowd, we hardly need an introduction and as much as I like it, it also makes me want to stop breathing for a few hours.