Miraculous Games Dress Up Novels & Stories

With a great rustling flutter, the papers went flying through the air before settling across the ground. The guests who caught the papers took one look and gasped sharply. "Oh my God! These are all gold award certificates from elite international esports leagues!" "And employment contracts as Chief Designer from leading gaming companies! The names on them are all Nadine Burch!" "No way! Is Nadine really 'The Harbinger,' the mysterious powerhouse who dominates the esports world?"

A flicker of confusion travelled past her mind but the storming rush of excitement was enough to subdue it. His grip around her body loosened as she nodded smilingly, taking a small step backwards, then, she turned and disappeared inside their bedroom. A stunning white dress with sparkles, adorned with delicate ribbons and paired with a matching pair of shimmering heels was laid out on the bed. With her eyes lit up, Mili brushed her fingers over the exquisite fabric. She wasted no time in getting herself inside this prettiest dress and examined herself in the mirror. Mili was looking no less than a dream brought to life. She felt like a princess pulled from the pages of a fairytale when she

A little more. Finally the light faded and a dress rested across the bed. It was red and elegant and beautiful, far prettier than anything I should have been capable of creating. I stared at it in shock. Maybe my mother’s magic wasn’t as weakened as I thought. Or maybe fate was helping. Either way it would work. The door opened twenty minutes later and Mila stepped inside then she froze. Her eyes moved between the ruined dress and the new one. Confusion flooded her face. “Hansel?”

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THE day passed and now it was time for the ball to take place. The day passed quickly because of our preparations. I have also been busy these past few days for the Anniversary but Keiron is helping me so I did not struggle anymore. And one more thing, I told the twins that I will not introduce them to the public, which they understood, so I do not have a problem with the two of them. I just finished getting ready and now I am looking at the big mirror in our room as I smile. I was wearing a red tube gown and my mask was black in colour. My hair is in a bun to make my gown appear more elegantly and my make up is light.

Mahira heaved a sigh of relief as soon as Tazz left her room, she didn’t have much time, quickly walking up to the box she opened it, to her amazement, it had a beautiful dress, she pulled it out from the box and she swore she had never seen a creation as beautiful as the dress. She gently handled it as she slipped into it after a quick shower, it was a long floor length silk pleated skirt in pale blue ad gold with beautiful patterns of their tribe embroidered upon it, but the most intriguing part of the dress was its bodice, it had no fabric at all and was entirely made up of beautiful blue roses, the roses were so intricately put together that when she wore it not a centimetre of her skin

Willow tried to distract me with a conversation, but every word felt hollow. By the time evening came, my nerves were frayed. A knock sounded at the door. Mira entered, carrying a dress draped over her arm. It was deep blue, simple but elegant, with long sleeves and a fitted bodice. "For tonight," she said gently, laying it on the bed. I stared at it. "I don't need—" "Yes, you do," Mira interrupted kindly. "Appearance matters to the council. You'll want to look... composed." I almost laughed at that.

It had shelves full of shoes, racks of clothes sorted by color and texture, and glass drawers full of jewelry and perfumes. Maribel was already opening drawers and straightening things. “Would you like me to call the house masseuse for a post-bath rubdown?” “Oh. God. No,” I said quickly, raising my hands. “I’m fine.” “Alright then. I took the liberty of selecting a few outfits,” Mirabel said, pulling out three sundresses and laying them across the tufted ottoman. The first was a lemon-yellow wrap dress, the second was ivory with dainty blue flowers, and the third was black with lace detailing at the sleeves.

A symbol of secrecy, mystery, and maybe even a little bit of magic. I adjusted the mask on my face, the dark feathers brushing against my cheek as I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the massive mirror beside me. My dress shimmered in the light, a deep shade of midnight blue that seemed to shift as I moved. It was a fitted bodice that flared out at the waist, layers of fabric that rippled like water when I walked. The gold accents along the neckline and cuffs gleamed in the soft light, each piece sewn with the precision of a royal tailor. The dress made me feel like something out of a fairy tale, a vision of beauty and mystery. My hair, done in an intricate updo with delicate curls framin

She padded over to the bed and returned with the dress Astrid had laid out earlier. “Arms up, Luna," she instructed, slipping the gown over my head with practised ease. The fabric was cool against my skin, flowing down my body like water. The dress clung to my figure without being too tight; it was simple, elegant, and just regal enough to make a statement. Saffron nodded in approval. “You're so beautiful, Luna.” Mira stepped back and smiled at me like I was her masterpiece. “You look... breathtaking.”