Mettaton Dress Novels & Stories

Thalia watched silently from her perch on the giant bed where her day had started as Ms Thorton rummaged through the giant walk-in closet, the metal hook of each hanger scrapping sharply across the rod every few seconds as the blonde reviewed each garment before dismissing it and moving on to the next one. “Ah here we go.” Ms Thorton finally announced in her usual accent that Thalia still couldn’t place. She quickly walked over, holding a fitted navy dress with sleeves that would come up to the elbow and a boat-cut neckline. “Everything else is too big for you at the moment. This will look beautiful and is proper for dinner with Mr Connaught.” “It looks expensive.” Thalia murmured, eyeing th

The men would join the festivities later after their meeting. I wore a deep red dress that hugged my body like a second skin, featuring a bare back. The dress had a high front slit, and I paired it with black heels. I styled my hair in a chic bun and took my clutch before leaving the room. Everyone was ready and looking lovely. Manon wore a black dress with a beautiful, low neckline. My mates whistled when they saw me, and each rushed to give me their hand, which I took. "You look beautiful, love,"

"I am so sorry, mistress. Do you want me to find out why he is acting like that?" "How are you going to do that?" Tabby grinned. "I have my ways." I nodded. "You want to see your new dresses?" she asked excitedly. "I guess." The dress was beautiful. It was a dark red ball gown, off the shoulders, and a corset; then down to the waist was a big ruffle. I looked regal. "It's beautiful." I murmured, staring at my reflection in the mirror. "You are beautiful in that dress, mistress. The Alpha will definitely not be able to resist you."

Eden asked, still confused. "Just look in the closet. Be ready in an hour and don't be late," Bennett smiled knowingly and left the room, closing the door behind him. Eden took a quick bath, excited about what Bennett had planned. She walked to the closet and saw a dress hanging on a single rack in the middle of the room. She put it on and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes lit up with surprise when she saw how beautiful it was. It was a midnight blue dress with a sparkly and expensive fabric that flowed down to her ankle. There was a long slit starting from her upper thigh that made her long legs look more prominent. It was sleeveless with a heart shaped neckline. Eden was astonished

Wow, that dress fits you perfectly.” Jael commented. Marybeth was standing in front of a mirror staring at the black dress her mother had picked for her. She smoothed the dress with her hands. It was a formal ankle-length gown with lace long sleeves, with a hat with small netting that covered a portion of her face. Though the dress itself was something she would pick out for herself, the color would never make her look at it in a shop. Black was a color she despised.

Miller said. Lauren and Mrs. Miller started looking for their dress, so I slipped to the cash counter to pay for my dress. For once, I thought of not paying it with his card but I knew if I didn't, he'd not be happy. So, I passed the card to the lady at the cash counter. Lauren bought a green A-neckline long dress with a slit. Mrs. Miller bought an A-line half sleeve side slit black dress. I knew she'd look beautiful in it, she didn't even look like she was in her mid-30s.

• frap sluts • Allie: Where do I find a long-sleeved cocktail dress? Tatiana: Asos? Daphne : EthicalOnlineShops.P*F Allie: By tonight Tatiana: -shrug emoji- Daphne : Long-sleeved in July? Idk Macy’s? Tatiana: It’s way too hot for long sleeves.

"Listen up. I'm Natalia Accardi. That name on the dress? Natalia. Accardi." The clerk flinched hard. Someone muttered, "We should call the designer... figure out what's happening..." "Screw that!" Jella shrieked, clutching her face, eyes wild and blazing. "Call security! This bitch is dead!" I tilted my head. "Still yappin'? Want a matching scar?" She jerked back, hands flying to her face. I smirked, eyes flicking to the staff. "Get the dress off her. I'll let this slide. Don't? Your store's done tomorrow."

"Thank you, Father. Come on Nix, let's go." I smile, grab his arm, and pull him out the door. We head out the front and get into the waiting SUV, and head into town. We go to the formal store to pick up the dress. I had some changes done to it so I couldn't take it home when I found and bought it. The dress was a beautiful strapless, floor-length rose coloured, but I wanted the flower and vine pattern that represents the Royal family displayed on it as well. Once the assistant brought out the dress, I retried it on just to make sure it still fit. I walked out of the change room and received a low whistle from both males. "Charlotte, you look absolutely beautiful! Do you think you will find y

Antonette stood tall, champagne glass in hand, speaking as confidently as she could. “I thought I recognized you from someplace. Your figure and you are…” another girl said. She glanced at Antonette’s ten-centimeter tall high heels. Antonette’s dress looked great, with a gorgeous cut and high-quality fabric. However, her high heels were ugly and outdated. Antonette knew herself and couldn’t pretend otherwise. All the money Antonette had saved over several months was only just enough to pay for the dress. She was very proud of it and was sure she could attract the attention of some rich guys at the dance.