Magic Linen Dress Novels & Stories

"And there are no innocents left in this house." The dress was a deep, bruised plum—a purple so dark it bled into black in the shadows—crafted from heavy, Lyon silk velvet. It was a masterpiece of architectural cruelty. The neckline was high and structured, almost like a military collar, but the back was slashed open in a deep 'V' to the base of my spine. It was a contradiction: a fortress in the front, an open wound in the back.

I don't want to ruin the night. As to what that anonymous guy instructed in the letter. I wore my navy blue tube dress with a pretty necklace that has a V pendant on it. I also covered my bruises with concealers and I finished about almost an hour covering it all up because its all over my body now and it even got bigger than before. If this was normal, I would've looked like a battered daughter because of the bruises I have in my body. Thankfully that's not the case. "Hey, are you nervous?" I heard Mal asking me. I was thinking too much I didn't even notice we'd arrived at the grand theatre.

I mean she is right. The dress is an elegant off-white a-line dress with an asymmetrical cut. And while the front reaches slightly over my knees, the back flows to the floor. It has a v-neckline, but my favorite part has to be the open back, which is decorated by thin silver chains that connect the sides. “Do you feel comfortable in it?” Loredana finally asks after they have finished joking about me walking into the ceremony with a puffy princess dress and a crown. I scrunch my nose, playing with the strap of my dress. “I absolutely love it.”

I pointed out as she helped me get into my dress. It's a beautiful, simple midnight blue color halter neck mesh lace long dress, it's sleeveless bodycon and maxi vibe all at once, it's fitted in some areas and it's free from my stomach area, it's perfect. my hair and makeup was done to perfection and I look phenomenal.

"Wow..." "It's an honor for us, Luna." "How lucky we are to have a Luna who is not only beautiful but also kind and powerful. Now, your gown..." Mia picked up a gorgeous dress in a shade reminiscent of the depths of the ocean that lay on my bed. The design of this dress leaves my arm exposed, but thankfully the chest is not too revealing. The silver crystals delicately scattered from the chest to the waist create a mesmerizing effect of moonlight dancing on the surface of the sea. The skirt features multiple layers, adding depth and dimension to its design.

He looked up, his gaze darkening instantly as his eyes tracked the damp line of my hair down to the swell of my chest above the towel. I walked over to the walk-in closet, sliding the midnight-blue dress from its hanger. The fabric was a masterpiece of my own creation—a heavy, luxurious silk crepe that draped asymmetrically across the collarbone, featuring a high, geometric slit along the left thigh that exposed a daring amount of skin with every movement. It was structured, elegant, and entirely unyielding.

“You cannot stand yet. But at least, you will look elegant tonight.” She paused for a while, took a step back and looked at me, scanning me from top to bottom. “I have just the right dress for you,” she said and quickly opened her bag to pull out a floor-length gown of midnight-black lace over a nude silk lining. The neckline was high, almost modest, but the back was draped in a deep V, and the sleeves were long and tight. It was stunning, almost more stunning than any dress I'd ever seen before.

"It’s ancient history. Come on, we need to scout the upper levels. I need a gown for the Moon Council gala on Saturday. Help me find something that says 'don't touch' but looks like a dream?" We climbed toward the fifth floor, where the scents of high-end leather and rare silks were more concentrated. We stopped in front of a shop that looked more like an ancient temple than a boutique. "Moon above, Aria! That one! It’s practically howling your name!" Lena shouted, pointing into the window. The dress was a marvel of white moon-silk, a mermaid cut that flowed like water, with the hem hand-stitched with thousands of microscopic diamonds that looked like fallen stars.

“I have never used this one. I bought it because I thought it was beautiful, but I never had the courage. Our bodies aren't that different, I think it will work.” The dress was made of light material, the neckline was in a transverse V. The length of the skirt went to the middle of Lina's thighs. The soft shine of the piece was beautiful. Bold but elegant. “Wow, Maddie! I don't know if I have the courage...” “After all, where are you going? Because... It could be perfect, or vulgar, or something ‘too little’. It depends where you guys are going.” “I... I don't know,” Lina finally realized that. Maddie sighed.

Maya I knew it. I stare at the dress on my bed, wrinkling my nose in distaste. There’s almost nothing to it, like I suspected when he practically blackmailed me to come with him. It’s a black dress, a LBD, except that what’s little about it is what’s covering the front. It’s long enough to cover my butt—thank whoever’s up there—if I drag it once or twice before sitting. “Thank you so much, Lucien,” I mutter under my breath, picking the dress up with the tips of my index finger and thumb.