Marinette Costumes Novels & Stories

The faint smell of ocean breeze drifted in through the slightly open window. Marianne looked effortlessly put together, as always. She wore a light, flowy sundress in a soft coral shade that complimented her skin tone, the fabric cinched gently at the waist. Her hair was tied in a loose braid over one shoulder, and she had simple sandals on. She looked like she belonged to a travel magazine. “I’ll take Atticus downstairs,” she said, reaching out her hand. “You should get ready. The others are already buzzing.” Atticus grabbed her hand instantly. “Let’s go, Nana!”

And I can’t wait to see what she’s going to look like in the specialty costume we’ve selected. She’s gorgeous enough in her tight, little uniform. But the Mardi Gras costumes … This year’s costumes are miniskirts in the traditional colors of purple, yellow, and green, and full of sequins. They’ll show off her legs perfectly. And the skimpy tops cut down low in all the right places. It’s going to show off almost everything. Yes, this is going to be one excellent party.

Marty said mockingly in a low voice. Christine looked up at Marty’s towering figure. His cold eyes pierced through her. “Hi, Christine,” Mary greeted. “Oh, hi, Doctor” Christine smiled Mary’s sexy figure was accentuated by the electric blue mermaid gown she’s wearing. And her bluish - gray eyes became more beautiful because of her makeup. Marty donned a tuxedo and bow tie. It is clear that the couple is taking part in a black tie event. “How’s your ankle?” Mary looked at what Christine was wearing.

"Oh...my God, this is it. Seamus is going to ravish me in this naughty pirate costume." "Uh, really Charlotte? There's not much of a costume there." Mara laughed when she showed her the see-through lingerie with only a pirate hat that indicated that it was supposed to be a pirate costume. Well, there were also the sexy boots which Mara had to admit would look good on Charlotte's figure.

“We’re almost ready.” Celeste took a sip of her coffee. “No trailers? No fuss?” Mara’s grin was quick, conspiratorial. “I promised you plain, didn’t I?” Celeste laughed softly, warmth humming through her ribs. “Yes. You did.” Inside, she changed into the costume, simple trousers, a worn cotton blouse. A version of herself that wasn’t glammed or armoured, just… human. She sat at the small vanity Mara had propped by the open French doors, dusting the faintest touch of powder over her skin while someone pinned her hair into a loose knot.

I swallowed hard as I realized that Marina's powers were affecting me once more, drawing me under her spell with an otherworldly allure. “Raphael.” She cooed through my mind. Marina's dress was a clever design, with adjustable ties at the hem that allowed her to customize the length to her liking. The ties seemed to be loosely knotted, allowing the dress to fall in soft folds around her legs. The icy blue hue of the dress perfectly complemented Marina's raven and blue locks, creating a striking harmony between her hair and attire.

I couldn't kiss him on the lips, that would be a kiss of death in this form. ‹All this love and affection makes me sick. Can we go now?› Darcy asked irritably. ‹Right.› I dashed out of the cafeteria, passing through the door like a ghost and following her trail. She strangely had an iris scent. It was odd. I traced her to the artefact room, she was waiting for me with legs crossed as she sat on a stool. "Welcome, Marinette," I studied her features to see if they could tell me anything. Clothed in a black long sleeveless gown that matched her midnight black hair, her pale bluish-white skin glowed mysteriously. Her eyes were grey, small almond-shaped grey eyes that were quite captivating.

The following day 5:00pm Mariana glanced at herself in the mirror. The dress she wore was really mesmerising and expensive. It was a sequin, sexy gold evening bridesmaid V-neck long dress. A pair of crystal earrings dangled from her ears, the only pop of colour that was in loving contrast to her lips. She grabbed her purse and headed downstairs to meet Marcello, who was waiting for her. As she descended the stairs, a hungry look overtook Marcello's face as he took her in.

However, beneath the make up, she was paler than the last time Marjien saw her. Compared to Marjien who had her armor and dress tattered from the battle they faced against the Lou Brothers, Kirsten was clad in black low V-neck silk dress that showed her vuloptuous figure. There was a slit on her left leg reaching her hip. Her silky raven hair was braided around her head and a pair of large rings dangled on her ears. Marjien didn't say anything and instead stared at the older Zūng's dull gaze. A pair of dead eyes. Died in that tragedy happening in her life. A reason why Marjien just can't really hate her sister.

Lucy continued to help Rose try on a few things as well. Marianne then walked out wearing a one-shoulder body fitting red dress that was knee high with flares at the tip of the dress. She had black heels on that complimented her leg structure too. "Wow…" Lucy said, "Mama?" Rose widened her eyes. ".....Ma..Marianne, you look…" "Beautiful!" Rose finished Raphael's sentence and smiled at her mother. When Raphael got up from his seat and started walking towards Marianne, Lucy knew that it was time to give them their privacy.