Moonglade Dress Novels & Stories

Cancelling the festival would give them exactly what they wanted. I would not allow it. Greta stood behind me in the Luna Wing, fastening the final clasp of my ceremonial gown. The dress carried Ironclaw’s formal colors. Deep black fabric hugged my upper body before flowing over my hips in long, graceful folds. Silver embroidery decorated the neckline and sleeves, forming wolves, claws, and crescent moons. A fitted silver belt rested at my waist, emphasizing rather than hiding my curves. For once, I did not try to make myself appear smaller.

"Wow..." "It's an honor for us, Luna." "How lucky we are to have a Luna who is not only beautiful but also kind and powerful. Now, your gown..." Mia picked up a gorgeous dress in a shade reminiscent of the depths of the ocean that lay on my bed. The design of this dress leaves my arm exposed, but thankfully the chest is not too revealing. The silver crystals delicately scattered from the chest to the waist create a mesmerizing effect of moonlight dancing on the surface of the sea. The skirt features multiple layers, adding depth and dimension to its design.

I was going to do anything to remain in the pack by winning the Alpha, even if it meant someone was going to go to the grave for that course. "I don't care." I muttered aloud. Immediately, I plopped down on the bed and everything turned blur. Suddenly, I felt someone tapping me, the last time I checked I was the only one in my bedroom chamber. "Who...?" I stopped talking when I caught sight of the Moon Goddess. Her white dress was sparkling so bright that my eyes can't behold, I had to shut them off. "My Lord." I fell down to my knees still looking confused. What was going on?

Jaque POV . . I gulped in anxiety when I noticed I was naked. The moon goddess immediately covered me with a fabric that was designed exactly like their clothing. It was sheer white with a single strap on the shoulder and a pearl belt on the waist. The dress was silk, so soft, and so immaculate. I glanced at the sandals I was wearing. They were decorated with golden beads and my hair... My goddess, my hair. It was perfectly styled, I could even feel its silky strands and smelled its rose petal scent.

​Their mother turned around, holding up the dress, and the playful banter instantly died down. ​The gown was stunning...a deep, midnight blue silk that seemed to catch the morning light like the night sky, trimmed with delicate silver embroidery that mimicked the phases of the moon. It was the traditional dress of a Bloodclaw Luna, tailored perfectly to her shape. ​"Come, my love," her mother said softly, her voice filled with deep maternal pride. "Let's get you ready to show this pack their true queen."

They were empty enough that no one could accuse them of danger. Rhea waited behind the western doors with Darian standing near her and Lysa at her side, adjusting the sleeve of the altered gown with trembling fingers. The dress no longer looked like surrender. The Stormhaven embroidery remained, dark and severe across the pale fabric, but now Moonmere markings wound through it in black thread and moon-silver beads. Small crescents followed the inside of the sleeves. Moonflowers curved along the neckline. Where the original design had tried to absorb her into Maddox’s bloodline, the altered gown now showed something quieter and stronger.

Added Chief. Nodding, I turned to gaze at the lady now holding the dress I would be wearing for the night. Gently grasped in her tiny hands was a beautiful white silken dress. It seemed to have a floral pattern woven through the fabric, with a small hint of silver resting on the sleeves and bodice. Given that the full moon was tonight, I would finally dress to please the beasts of the moon. However nervous I was, the excitement of possibly finding Sharlee started to push the worry away, as well as my common sense. Gently taking the gown from the lady, I bowed my head in thanks. With a deep breath, I lightly ran my fingers over the silk. "Isn't this too much, father?" I whispered, my eyes now

she says. I turn at her giving her a look like she is crazy. “Perhaps the Moon Goddess did not have to be so extreme if she did not like the dress?” I comment as I walk away to get my gold strap heels. The gown is white, with gold trim. While my first dress had been the colors of the Kingdom, the second felt like it should not be the same. So, the white, with the gold trim along the bodice, the neckline and the slit up to my thigh.

For the Moon Dance, I specially designed two dresses. An emerald for Sofia and a sapphire for me. They matched our eyes. Long-sleeved with the neckline in a shallow V that exposed nothing but our collarbone, the back of the skirts spread out to drag on the floor, while the front tucked up beneath the bosom, to flare down in a manner resembling the unfurling buds of a flower. Thick and floor sweeping, I used the shimmery scales of the sea creatures as inspiration to create complex folds that changed color with every step.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's that time of the night. We officially announce the establishment and Launch of Moonlight Advertising!" There was a sound of the drumroll, and fire crackers lit up the sky as confetti fell from the sky, loud music played and Christine Dohana entered the stage area, strutting her stuff to an overwhelmed audience. Dohana's dress is indescribably stunning, it was a stylish bodycon dress with furr-coated decorations- simply beautiful. The crowd was left speechless, awestruck as they watched. "Beautiful, simply gorgeous." "Breathtaking, this woman…"