Magic Linen Dress Novels & Stories

“Now let’s get you ready. You’re about to become the Luna of the pack, after all.” I nodded, my heart fluttering with excitement as I turned back to the mirror. My dress—*my wedding dress*—was stunning. The fabric was a delicate ivory silk that shimmered in the light, flowing down in soft waves to the floor. The bodice was adorned with intricate lace detailing, and the sleeves, made of the same lace, clung to my arms like a second skin. It felt light and airy, like it was made just for me, with delicate pearl buttons lining the back. The dress hugged my figure perfectly, making me feel both powerful and ethereal.

It’s not like I can control who Zola was mated to. My dress arrived a few days ago. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, never mind worn. A pure white princess dress with a sweetheart neckline. The bodice is decorated with crystals that illustrate the different phases of the moon. I have tried it on several times since it arrived. Lily has helped me each time, as I am all fingers and thumbs. But now I feel confident I could do it alone.

She bowed low before holding it out to me. “My Luna.” I smiled politely as I took it from her. Once she left, I shut the door and turned back to my bed, placing the box on top. My hands were unsteady as I slowly lifted the lid. Inside lay the most stunning lavender dress I had ever seen. It was simple yet undeniably elegant, made of the softest silk that shimmered under the light. The fabric flowed gracefully, its fitted bodice accentuating the curves before cascading into a gentle, flowing skirt. The neckline dipped low, just enough to be daring without losing its class.

I giggly skipped to the wardrobe and pulled out my dress bag. “Is that it?” He asked. “Yup!” I said cheerfully as I lay it on the bed and unzipped it. I pulled out the long dress. It was a long red dress with layers of folded fabric. Alex had plucked the pattern right out of that wonderful head of hers. It was a deep red color, like wine or blood. She said it was a good contrast to the white Luciano had to wear as officiant and Alpha. I held it up for Luciano to see and I saw his eyes widen at the sight.

And behind them came Mira, holding Lyra’s bag and looking half nervous, half excited. Phoebe gasped and jumped up instantly. “Mom, is that it?” Lyra grinned. “Yes. And nobody touches it till I say so.” Even Liora ran closer, her small eyes wide with excitement. “Mummy, it’s so shiny!” I turned slowly as the maids spread the gown out in front of me, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. The fabric shimmered under the light—pure white with silver lines flowing across it like moonlight. The top hugged the body just right, and the skirt flowed down softly like layers of mist.

But then again, we’ve barely spoken beyond logistics and work matters. “Right. Of course. Thank you, Lily.” She leaves, and I unzip the first garment bag. Inside is a gown that takes my breath away...midnight blue silk that shimmers like water, with a plunging neckline and a slit that goes dangerously high. It’s stunning. Provocative. The kind of dress that makes a statement. The kind of dress that says, "I belong here." I’m still staring at it when my office door opens, and Dante walks in.

Soothed by him she nodded, smiling gently. “I can do it. I’ll be fine.” She said the words for herself, more than him and then swallowed hard and clutched his hand with an iron grip in a bid to calm herself. This was the first time she had ever worn a ball gown type dress, and in white it was particularly eye catching. It had the basis of a wedding dress in the skirt, but the top was encrusted with gems and sparkling stones in a fitted bodice and cap sleeves. So she was elegant and princess like. Linlin had chosen it for her, to suit her body shape and normal romantic style of clothes she wore. It was hell to move around in, but the length afforded her flat shoes that were hidden since she h

The colour a deep maroon with black and it made her look like pure gothic beauty. The corset was lined in heavy black matte satin, interfaced and has steel boning...a dark red two-tone faux silk base with heavy black laces over. Small dark red rhinestones are glued around the bodice, and also a few on the overskirt, a few red stars scattered throughout. Her dark hair let loose in bouncy curls which looked almost perfect with the outfit. Also, the dark maroon lips made her look like a goth. He drove to the destination where she saw the place was Las Ventas...the ruedo which is also called the arena was all empty but round and empty place was pretty.

After hearing what was said, he turned his body and held a set of black robes, he walked towards me. "What is this?" I am suspicious. "The dress that Young Master specially selected for you will be worn at tonight's banquet." He said, "This is the work of Alisa from Milan. She designed the clothes for a price that is hard to come by, this piece of clothes is called the dark night." I looked over, my eyes revealing a look of shock. It is a short black dress, as black as the dark night. The material has the softness of silk, the A—line collar is retro, and the hem seemed to be adorned with something like starlight, glittering.

Lina’s POV The dress was hands down the most beautiful thing I had ever worn. It was a floor-length black gown stitched with shimmering pearls. The front featured a plunging V-neckline that highlighted my cleavage, framed by a delicate border of red diamonds. It had elegant long sleeves, and the back was completely open. I looked entirely different.