Mermaid Heel Novels & Stories

They instructed, umupo naman ang mga lalaki sa gilid namin at gumitna kaming mga girls. Umalis si Prof Fie, "Come here, girls." Sumunod kami roon at nakakita ng sandamakmak na libro at heels. Jeez, ito na yata 'yung part na nakikita ko sa mga movies na kailangan ng libro for proper walking. "Kumuha kayo ng isa." I picked one book, "Kunin niyo ang heels na sakto sa size ng paa ninyo." Nag-try ako ng iba't ibang heels, tapos sumakto sa akin 'yung isang silver heels na siguro 2 inches tall lang tapos may strap then walked back sa pwesto namin kanina.

” She started giggling as she went to pick them up and held them out in front of me, I just looked at her and shook my head with a pout on my face, like a stubborn kid. ”Sweetheart listens to me, you're going to be fine. The secret to walking in heels is to walk like you own the place, you walk with a straight back, shoulders back and head up, this way you won't walk like you have a stick up your ass and also you won't wobble, I promise you.” My disapproving look made Marlene laugh loudly as she told me to get ready. ”I will be back in 15 and take you to the dining hall.”

In the box is a bloody red Stuart Weitzman stilettos with ruby decorated straps. "Madre dell'amore e del peccato, è stupenda" (Mother of love and sin, it's gorgeous) Meth whispers as she carefully takes out the heels like they're made of glass. Underneath the stilettos is a card, she takes and hands it over to me. I eye both Helena and Meth suspiciously before I open the card. It reads, "I hope it's a size smaller. Wear it, Anís". My eyes roll to the back of my head, my lashes flutter. Of course it's Ronan. "What does it say?" Helena asks, practically bouncing on foot to the other.

I actually found a few silk blouses and a leather skirt that I decided to keep. A high-pitched squeal suddenly shattered the quiet, high-class atmosphere of the shop. I turned just in time to see Heather sprinting—well, more like jumping—over to me, shoving a pair of stilettos directly into my face. I pushed her hands back so I could actually see. "I found them! Look at them! They're so pretty! Oh my gosh, Margaux, look at the intricate crystal work on the heel!" She kept on 'ooh'ing and 'ahh'ing at the shoe.

The silk top, the star sapphire belly ring, and the super skintight jeans. WOW! She hadn't dressed this sexily in a long time, and she missed it. She checked outside and saw that it was going to be sunny and warm, so she picked out one of her favorite pair of warm weather shoes. They were black and had three-inch heels, with what looked like dozens of straps. They surrounded her tiny feet in black leather and set off her toes beautifully. She checked to make sure her ruby red toenails didn't have any chips, they didn't.

Her face brightens at that, and she nods. In the shoe store I found some really pretty high heels sandals to go with my primary dress. They are black, with deep red gems on the heel and over the toes. They fit perfectly to the deep red of the dress, and I can’t wait to see it together. I also found some white high heels to go with the silver dress I have as a backup for the weekend or another occasion.

Without hesitation—and way too much excitement—I open it. The first thing I see is a pair of heels. Sleek, pointed-toe stilettos in a shade of nude that screams, “I cost more than your rent.” They’re sexy without trying. Elegant, but with a come-screw-me curve in the arch that makes my calves clench just thinking about wearing them. Next, the dress.

The color was perfect — powerful, feminine, and commanding attention. Paired with the dress were stunning designer heels. They were strappy silver stilettos with delicate crystal embellishments running along the thin straps. The pointed toe gave them a sleek, modern look, while the ankle strap offered both security and elegance. The heels were high enough to elevate my posture but comfortable enough for a long night of standing and networking. They sparkled subtly, perfectly complementing the royal blue of the dress. I ran my fingers over the silk, feeling emotional. Calder had chosen this for me. It made me feel seen, beautiful, and supported even from afar.

I say. I dug around a few more times settling on a pair of gold glitter court shoes with a 4” heel. Very pretty and actually set the dress off perfectly. They fit ok, slightly loose but they will do just for one night. Rae’s shoes fit on the tight side but she agreed its one night we can cope. Plus werewolves heal super quickly so she won’t suffer long if they hurt.

Isabelle smile at her and we head to the shoe corner. We were welcomed to the beautifully designed shoe show glass. Different kinds of shoes were placed very well on it. I could only identify a shoe called silhouette heels, so I didn't bother to stop staring at it. She went to where the heels were placed,she picked a white four inches peep toe slingback heel. It looked so nice because I was staring at it in her hands. "Adrian this shoes look so nice and beautiful, I think it is going to match that beautiful red gown" she spoke confidently still staring at the shoes.