Nagisa Dress Novels & Stories

On the other side, Nolan left the luxury store, made a phone call, and said solicitously, "Sisca, everything is ready. You can go watch the show now. Oh, and make sure the video is clear. Send it to me later." With that, Nolan hung up the phone, put on his sunglasses, and left the mall. In the store, Alessia finally settled on a small apricot-colored dress with star diamonds. This dress had a cute yet slightly sexy design, with a fitted V-neck top and a short, fluffy skirt. The dress showcased Alessia's perfect figure, especially her long and slender legs, which were fair and smooth. The other men in the store who were accompanying their girlfriends couldn't help but glance over.

“You look great.” Nora glanced down at the dress that she was wearing. It was sapphire blue, with a full, tulle skirt, and rhinestones sewn into it so that it looked like the night sky. The dress was strapless, and more revealing than she was used to wearing. “It looks like it’s too much.” Winter shook her head. “You look fine,” she said. “Are you sure that you won’t come down with me?” Nora asked. “I didn’t even want a mate to begin with and now I’m stuck with one. And you were always so sure that this was something that you wanted.”

Like the inner hall, the outer space is decorated in white drapery and, instead of the monstrous chandeliers, there are garlands and electric torches illuminating the space romantically. I pass my hand over the back of my pale lilac dress, flatten it to sit not having it spread over the lounge. I really love my dress. It is short in the front and merges in an asymmetric train reaching the back of my knees. My skirt flows beautifully from the thigh waist due to the light fabric and the thin straps blend into my deep v-neckline. But seeing how Nina plunges into the seat in front of me unbothered due to her black fitted off-shoulder mini dress, has me feeling a bit jealous.

The dress embraces her form, accentuating her mermaid silhouette, and gracefully fans out as it cascades down, mirroring the elegant sweep of her fin. Meanwhile, in Nerissa's chamber, the atmosphere brims with excitement as the maid enters, carrying the beautiful gown. Nerissa hovers poised, ready to be adorned in the exquisite creation. The maid expertly assists her, draping the gown's soft sea silk over Nerissa's lithe frame. The dress, a captivating fusion of white fabric and shimmering silver threads, weaves intricate patterns that seem to dance with every movement. Its front is slightly shorter, allowing the fabric to billow and flow, while the back extends gracefully past her fin, crea

"You must save the race of the Nagas and restore peace to our land." "But...But...I'm just a normal girl! I have no magic or power," I protested. "How could I do such a thing? Going to war? Save your Naga race? I think you must've gotten the wrong person!" "I have a better solution to this matter," the girl whose name was Tusita said. "How about you prove to us that you are worthy of being our savior?" "Excuse me?" I said with a frown.

“It’s time for your dress fitting, Mr Niklaus is already blowing up my phone with a hurry-up Message, I don’t know if he doesn’t know that it takes a lot of time to look this jaw-dropping,” She grumbled before opening up my dress, I was stunned this time, it wasn’t a red dress. Well, the first time, I wondered why I was not putting on my signature colour, but a burnt orange silky dress, my curvaceous body standing out, my back all visible, some of the hair strands coming down to cover the backless gown.

'Hopefully, with our new lives here in Mysteria, it is something we will hear frequently,' Magnus grins. Composing myself after my fit of laughter, I hold the beautiful emerald blue dress against my body. It has stunning gold embroidery along the neckline that meets in the middle and continues halfway down the dress. The embroidery continues around the hem of the dress. The back laces up, and the dress has a built-in corset under the soft fabric. 'I'll send May in to help you lace up the dress,' Magnus says and leaves the room. Alec follows him out. I begin undressing and step into the dress and pull my arms through. May knocks and enters. She wears a dress like mine but burgundy.

She couldn't hear his footsteps earlier as he approached and now entered, holding the black outfit named "Night Sky." Lalisa looked at it with an admiring gaze. It was a short black dress made of soft silk, like a night curtain. The collar's design resembled ancient attire, with the dress adorned with sparkling star-like decorations. "This dress is so beautiful." Lalisa exclaimed in admiration. "Look at who chose it." Louis smiled, raising his eyebrows slightly as he sat on a chair. "Try it on." "Okay." Lalisa nodded, took the dress, and went to the bathroom to change. She unbuttoned her clothes and put on the dress, pulling the zipper at the back.

"How's that, old hag? Have you reflected on your mistakes?" She crouched and lifted my chin with her finger and forced me to look at her arrogant face. Her nails were painted red. "Now, let us discuss how much you owe me." Her smile was greedy and sinister when she said, "You still have to pay the two million dollars I billed you. "In addition, you traumatized me today, so you need to pay me three million dollars as compensation." She slapped my cheek lightly in a condescending manner. "In total, you owe me five million dollars. This is what you get for seducing my man and forcing me to design a gown for you.

"I need a goddess inspired outfit. I need the kind of clothing that make Alphas bow." "Valentine, this is ridiculous," Nadia hissed, looking at a dress in the corner. It was super expensive. "Hush," Valentine said, shoving a stack of hangers into her arms. "Go to the fitting room. Nancy and I will be the judges." For the next three hours, the dressing room became a battlefield of Nadia in different outfits. Nadia stepped out in a bright red power suit, the tailoring so precise it looked like it had been molded to her skin. The shoulders were sharp, the waist nipped in perfectly, hiding any hint of a burgeoning bump while giving her an air of absolute authority.