Novel & Cerita Moonglade Dress

It’s not like I can control who Zola was mated to. My dress arrived a few days ago. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, never mind worn. A pure white princess dress with a sweetheart neckline. The bodice is decorated with crystals that illustrate the different phases of the moon. I have tried it on several times since it arrived. Lily has helped me each time, as I am all fingers and thumbs. But now I feel confident I could do it alone.

I get up to talk to tom. Stella and her sister are trying on dresses. They have a similar style but Moon is a little more Goth. She opts for a black dress with lace accents. My Luna choses a soft blue gown with tiny crystals on the bodice. It has a sweetheart neckline and she looks gorgeous. I almost feel emotional. She looks in the mirror and starts to cry. “I love it,” she says tears streaming down her face. Moon looks at her worried. “Are you okay sis? You are not a crier,” Moon says. “Yeah just so much has gone on and now I am standing here trying on my dress about to become Luna. Who would have ever thought?” Stella says.

I say. "The world has not stopped and you need sleep to heal. I have brought the requested items and thought you might want a fancy dress for the evening. Señor Moon did not order anything for you to wear for a romantic dinner. I took the liberty." Two medium-sized bags are lying on the foot of the bed along with a full-length garment bag. I don't even know what to say. I mumble, "Thank you," but I know it isn't nearly enough. I stand up, walk to the bed, and lift the bag. I slowly lower the zipper and unleash gauzy, deep red material. On closer examination, the dress has a halter-style neckline. Attached to the hanger is a black halter bra, which will work with my full breasts. A slit in th

It didn't help, the light just pushed its way through my hands and eyelids as if the light was determined to blind me. The light died away to a subtle glow that I was able to open my eyes against and when I did, I nearly fainted. Standing, or rather floating, in front of me was the one and only, Moon Goddess. Her beautiful, alluring, silver hair fell down her back in perfect, natural rivulets, the color of her hair matching her stunning dress. Her dress was form fitting from the waist up, made of a shiny, lovely material, but at the waist, the material flowed outward and hung around her feet in a lapping circle. The sleeves of her dress were off the shoulder and made of thin, silver lace, de

Gabriel too. As I got home, I placed all my things down on the sofa and rushed up to my room to change. Since it was still the Full Moon Festival, I decided to wear a sheer, mesh dress with tiny flecks of gold that caught the light, which always made me feel like I was being cloaked in a piece of the starry night sky. Underneath, the blue-black bodice hugged my frame, with delicate straps that sat snug on my shoulders and a subtle translucent panel around my midriff to highlight the sheer fabric that much more. The mesh part of the dress cascaded down, stopping above my ankles, with a slit on one side for an added emphasis to its dainty design.

When she finally stepped back, she studied me for a moment before nodding in satisfaction. The dress was the real killer. It was black, fitted tightly around my waist and hips before falling into a long, sleek skirt that brushed the floor when I moved. The neckline was modest enough for a royal festival, but the cut hugged my body in a way that made modesty feel like a technicality. The famous Vaelryth silver embroidery traced one side of the bodice and continued down the skirt in the shape of dragon scales. Moon Goddess. I looked good. They were crazy, but their style was beautiful.

"Whatever, I'll see you soon." As promised, Rylee arrived a few hours later. We got decked out like we always did for the grand openings. We rarely had a chance to dress up, so whenever a new exhibition was on, we would always go all out. I decided to wear an all-black off-the-shoulder asymmetrical dress. The dress had diamonds embroidered throughout it, making it shine. Rylee, on the other hand, decided to wear a bright red gown. The dress was unique, as it had a cold shoulder design to it, with form-fitting sleeves. The dress was a classic mermaid design with a diamond belt. The dress was both sleek and elegant and suited her perfectly. After this, I may just give her the dress, as I would

“Say what you want, but I am an optimist and I choose to have hope that the Moon Goddess has worked her mysterious magic so you can live here forever and I never have to look for another head-waitress again.” I giggled, inwardly loving her supportive nature. Our conversation about Julius fizzled out as the store began filling with customers, Maeve seemingly aware that this was a topic I preferred to keep between us. “Okay, I know my previous choice was disappointing but you’re going to wear this.”Maeve exclaimed as she pulled out a mid-length ivory dress. It was beautiful in a classic way, with a scoop neck and corset style bodice before flowing out to just below the knee. She turned it arou

Until one night, when the moon had a blue light, Selene decided to finally visit Her believers to grace them. "Thy songs are dainties in mine. Thy dances are water in mine. Thy joys are life in mine. I now to give, thy gift." They all bowed down as the Moon Goddess who was enveloped in glorious light spoke. Every fine and gentle step of Her barefoot that touches the ground brings a blessing. Her white dress never seemed to be dirty and spotless and was being danced by the wind just like Her black shining long hair that was like the night sky.

I fought the urge to gag. “Hello ladies,” One of them stepped forward, although his eyes were glued on Faith. “You both look gorgeous tonight.” Faith rolled her eyes, activating whatever obscene powers the Moon Goddess had gifted her for talking to boys. “Ugh, gods no. These dresses that they make us wear…The oranges and yellows do not work with my skin tone.” I looked down at my own dress, considering her words. Our pack, the Dandelion Prime, traditionally dressed in golden yellows and oranges, an array of colors that resembled the sunset. Truthfully, the warm colors had always brought me joy. I liked them.