Maria Brink Costume Novels & Stories

And so, the day came that Mariana finally had the chance to wear her uniform. "At long last!" Mariana exclaimed. The ladies' uniform included a white collared shirt, light blue vest, light blue ribbon, white pleated skirt that with a light blue hem, and light blue robe. Her uniform came from a package from Arcanus, too, which was fortunate for her as she wouldn't need to buy it anymore (Mariana doubted she could buy it with her own money).

“And if anyone crosses you… they’ll answer to me.” I didn’t know whether to feel reassured or afraid. The morning of the gala, Maria arrived early with the gown Luca had chosen—a deep sapphire silk with off-the-shoulder sleeves and a flowing skirt that accommodated my growing stomach without hiding it. The color made my skin glow, my dark hair richer. By evening, my makeup was flawless, my hair swept into a low chignon with delicate diamond pins. I stared at my reflection, almost not recognizing the woman in the mirror. She looked confident. Untouchable.

His decisions were his own. Boris Koslov held Maria Victoria, who walked toward him, head held high, shoulders squared. The dress she had chosen was stunning. There were no straps or arms. It was molded to her tits, nipped in at the waist, and flared out across her hips. She looked like a princess. Her long, brown hair was curled, and small roses were woven into the strands. They were fake. She didn’t have any makeup on at all. Fernando watched her, unable to take his gaze away. For the past two weeks, he’d seen her in sweatpants and old, stained shirts. He watched her eating pizza, and ice cream, and talking constantly about the wedding she didn’t want.

If she liked them, her mother ordered for them to be delivered to the Rosendrey manor. They had gotten up early this morning, Shirone and Kuroka dressing Maria in a simple pastel yellow turtleneck top with puffy sleeves and in a plaid pastel yellow and pink short pleated skirt. Silk pink ribbons were used to tie her hair into pigtails; around her neck was the necklace that Mai had won during the Love-Me Carnival.

she said, unzipping the bag. The dress inside was stunning…deep emerald green silk that would cling in all the right places, floor-length with a slit up one thigh. It was elegant and sophisticated. I don’t feel like I can pull such a beautiful dress off right now but I’ll try anyway. Nothing like the doll dresses he usually made me wear. “And this,” Maria added, pulling out a mask from a separate box. It was white with gold accents, designed to cover the upper half of my face. Beautiful and anonymous at the same time.

Her eyebrow was raised as she looked at Travis. "Um, nothing." Travis put his hands up in surrender. Kira smirked, "That's what I thought." Travis left the room, and I'm pretty sure he was mumbling something about mate's and death wishes. Kira and Maria didn't take long to get ready. Maria wore a red cocktail dress, while Kira decided on a deep purple dress with a slit running up her thigh.

Maria wouldn't like that. Matteo is leaning against some chic he found here I guess, while I am here bored as fuck. But then my jaw just dropped. I blinked like a fucking million times to make sure I am not hallucinating. Maria. Matteo put his arm around my shoulder smirking as if he just accomplished a gold medal. I looked back at Maria. She looked fucking beautiful. She wore a long golden dress with a very deep neckline. There were many crystals on the dress which shined in the lights from the chandeliers above.

Their mama keeps on agreeing on whatever they say. "Maria, try this..." Tiz gave Maria the dress that she saw and then Nora turns from Gisella back to Marco. "...and you try this also," Marco and Maria just sigh in defeat and drag their feet to the dressing room. A moment later, Maria came out of the fitting room. Both Gisella, Tiz and Nora's eye sparkles in appreciation. Maria looked like a pure soul in those white and green pattern gown and at the same time, Maria is sending such a mature aura around her.

he replied, and I overheard a feminine giggle in the background, but I was so carried away by the excitement that washed over me, which sent a shiver down my spine. "Okay, bye then," I said. I hung up the call and faced all our friends again. "Way to go, babe," Nicki muttered. She was an elegant-looking lady, dressed in a long silver gown, well-designed with white stones. "Did he buy into the pretense?" Maria asked, her voice soft and firm. Maria, a pretty lady with a long, beautiful jawline, dressed in a short red gown, complimented her glowing long blonde hair and white shoes, saying, "Oh, my gosh," she's so sweet with her red lips and her white Gucci bag.

MARIA's POV When I went through my wardrobe one person came to mind. John! I wanted to see his reaction when he saw me dressed to kill so I searched through my wardrobe and picked a short red gown. One of my favourites I hardly wear. It was the perfect body revenge to make your exes run back pleading for a second chance. I paired it with a white high heeled shoe and my Butterfly shaped neck jewelry and drove to the event. When I got in my eyes scanned around to look for John but it fell on Big Billy.