Murci Onyx Dress 소설 & 이야기

It is a vibrant royal blue in a stylish off-shoulder silhouette, curvy finish with a hi-low hem. “Now, let’s see it on you,” she says. I take off my bathrobe and slip into the dress while Casey circles behind me to close the zipper. Excitedly, I turn around in front of the full-length mirror, flaunting my curves and my legs. I bought this dress when I attended the employees’ party at the Palazzo Franchetti. I found it on sale when I was still in Venice. The lilac one Mom just tucked into my suitcase during my last visit.

"Ah! The booze is here. Certainly we can get started now." she said as the two attendants started wheeling in a mannequin with a ball gown dress. Viola paled at the thought of wearing such a poofy dress. Her finger scratching her high ponytail in confusion. She and Lyra's eye meet and they seem to silently conclude that there was no way she was wearing such a dress. "This is from the last spring collection by Zuhair Murad." The attendant said and Viola raised her eyebrows. "Maybe it'll look better when you put it on?"

I opted for a simple light green dress that accentuated my eyes and was discreet enough not to draw much attention. "Finish quickly, she needs to be ready in twenty minutes. The Alpha wants everyone in the main hall," the head maid ordered, and the maid hurried to finalize the last touches on my hair, placing only a few delicate ornaments. "Are you sure you don't want anything else? Not even a diamond?" the maid asked, thinking I looked too simple. "Don't worry, I'll just wear this!" I picked up the onyx necklace and put it around my neck. The stone was beautiful and perfectly matched the black details of my dress. It was simple and discreet, just the way I wanted.

Andretti behaved like a magician sometimes, she thought, she had been worried about what she was going to wear. She scrolled through the mannequins but one particular dress caught her eye, an emerald green dress, the dress exuded elegance, it's vibrant, jewel-toned hue evokes the lush beauty of a.tropical forest, it was fitted and had a mermaid silhouette, with delicate slim straps. "This will compliment your eyes", Gia said, as Lucia's fingers lingered on the dress wondering if she should choose it or not. Marcia nodded in agreement. "Okay, I will wear this then", Lucia said smiling. Gia's expression was a bit solemn and downcast, she had to ask "what's wrong... Are you okay?".

Both men were handsome, in their own right. Mercy had cleaned up well even though only a few short hours ago she was basically dead. She wore an A-line burgundy dress, designer of course, made of expensive Italian silk. It accentuated her tiny frame, and her short stature was brought up a few inches thanks to her Jimmy Choo heels. Mercy’s hair was pinned into a low and classy side bun. Olivia chose a less elegant, more revealing ensemble, with a form-fitting sleek, silver dress, that cut low in the front and was backless. She’d curled her hair and it cascaded down her back. Her eyes were rimmed in thick black liner, with smoky eye shadow and deep, red lips.

Morgan said as she and Kimmy dropped the blanket. I gasped. It was AMAZING! “It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I enthused. “It’s the Oscar de le Renta Floral Mosaic Embroidered Cocktail Dress in Blush,” Morgan beamed. “It is a work of art!” I clapped ecstatically. “Well, let’s get it on you,” Sergio suggested. “The pattern of tiles is hand-stitched on the delicate silk sheath,” Morgan said.

Mia’s POV “There... there is one more special gown. Perhaps you’ll like it!” The clerk hurried to the back of the store. Moments later, she returned with a mannequin wearing a vintage gown. My eyes lit up, and so did Veronica’s. The gown was a deep, rich purple, adorned with countless pearls and diamonds, like the brightest stars in the night sky. The skirt was embroidered with intricate gold patterns, telling a tale of ancient and mysterious legends. Every stitch and thread exuded an indescribable elegance, like a serene noble waiting for her arrival.

"Do you still want that dress, Miss Moretti?" I shook my head. The woman’s smile widened, like she had expected that answer. She gave a small signal to one of the workers in the back. Moments later, another dress was brought out. It was even more beautiful than the first. Deep emerald green, with intricate beading along the bodice and a skirt that flowed like water. It caught the light and shimmered, elegant and powerful and absolutely perfect. Valeria's eyes burned with envy. Austin's jaw tightened, his eyes darkening with something I couldn't name.

she whispered. "Can I come in?" "Sure." She walked over, her hand instinctively covering her mouth as she paused to appreciate the dress. "You're shining. It hurt my eye. Help, I wanted to cry." I chuckled, seeing her response mirror my own. "Told you this one would look good," I said to her confidently, feeling proud, and I flashed and grinned. This dress was my pick when we went shopping yesterday. Morea recommended one with a rich maroon color and a voluminous skirt. The dress she picked exuded luxuriousness that was suitable for any Luna to wear, but I feel it may be too extravagant and not suitable for me. This one is just so.. perfect.

Azalea was our mother’s best friend who lives with her family on the other side of the village. I stand and walk toward Mercy as she carefully unravels the fabric, revealing a long dress made of woven white and cream wool. It has long, loose sleeves that taper at the wrists which are trimmed in white ermine fur. The off-the-shoulder neckline is trimmed in the same soft fur and decorated with pearls and moonstone beading that makes it look like raindrops are clinging to the fur. It has a high slit on the side. I run my fingers over the fur trim along the slit, smiling to myself. “So she could still dance?”