Nun Robe Novels & Stories

I transformed myself back into a woman and slipped on a silky robe that was cut short and vaguely resembled a kimono with its black material punctuated by vibrant crimson lotus flowers. The robe was cut at the thigh probably half an inch shorter than what could be considered family attire but with only daughters and a horny husband in the house it really wasn’t an issue.

He looked slimmer in his new white linen robe, but his vicious aura was unconcealable. The three men stared in perplexity at the man before them in a white robe and an unfamiliar mask. "Which clan are you from? Why were you listening to our conversation?" Isaiah's brows knitted together as he interrogated Fane. All clan associations had their own regulations when it came to clothing. Disciples who joined a clan had to follow a dress code. Each title and position had different styles of clothing, but they were similar to each other. Disciples of other clan associations were usually able to identify which clan a person was from according to the clothing that they were wearing. The robe Fane ha

Only a select few were present. Gwyneth stood at the centre of the circle, her silvery-white robe brushing the ground. Her silver hair flowed freely and was adorned with moonstone ornaments that shimmered softly. Before her stood Yoren, tall and dressed in a pitch-black ritual garment without insignia or crown. At the outer edge of the circle, Fabrizio and Naomi stood guard. Their faces were tense with anticipation. They had witnessed this ritual end badly far too many times before, yet tonight felt different for some reason—heavier and more oppressive.

The robe would have been perfect—understated yet exquisite, exactly the sort of thing Alexander would appreciate. "Surely you could make an exception for the Beta's daughter?" Mother pressed. "I sincerely apologize," the manager replied firmly. "The client specifically requested it be held until collection." After trying several more options, I settled on a dazzling white ceremonial robe with protective runes. It wasn't subtle, but it would certainly draw attention. "White is traditionally worn by newly marked mates," the manager cautioned gently. "Perfect," I smiled, examining my reflection. "Let them think what they will."

“I see. So although the appearance is the same, what I am wearing cannot pass off as the real thing?” “You are correct, Young Master. Apologies, but Her Highness had forbidden me to borrow a uniform for you to wear. She says that this kind of robe is beneath the dignity of your family.” Qing Wu You sighed. “Royal Cousin is really…” To redirect the topic back to the original course, Xiao Ku then pointed at the sleeves of Ye Zhihao’s robes. “Mister Ye is wearing a white robe meant for outer sect disciples. Its protective runes allow one to stay dust free and scent free, and it also has weak protective measures. From what I can see, it has the ability to protect its wearer from one sneak attack

The steam rose around me, and for a moment, I allowed myself to forget the uncertainty that clouded my mind. The warm bath gave me tiny relief from the anger and confusion that threatened to cloud my head. But as I stepped out of the tub, the relief seemed to seep out of me like the steam from the bath. I reached for my robe, hurriedly slipping it on and fastening the rope. One of the maids approached me, holding a delicate dress in her hand. She regarded me with a confused expression, her eyes falling on the robe I had just donned. "Luna Nora," she began tentatively, "Why are you wearing a robe? I have already selected a dress for you. This will suit you—"

The robes are made of a soft, lightweight material that allows the skin to breathe and remain cool, even in warm temperatures. The physician's robe is slightly more elaborate, with intricate gold embroidery running along the hemline and sleeves. The embroidery depicts symbols of healing and protection, representing the physician's expertise and dedication to his craft. His robe is also adorned with a thick, gold belt that cinches at the waist, giving him a more formal and authoritative appearance.

The monks wore simple light green robes with small green capes while the nuns wore something entirely different, but did not left their appropriateness at all. They were still covered from head to toe, but they were not wearing long robes like the monks. The the Abbess and some nuns did, they wore white robes, but the rest of the nuns were not. Instead, they wore white dresses that went past their knees. The dress bloomed a bit at the end, and it was designed like petals of a flower. The sleeves were long and they wore the same head accessories. It was like the a female nurse’s hat, but with a single dark green stripe and a flower pin on it. The nuns also wore white leggings and boots to mat

As if it recognized me. Nadia nodded once, respectfully stepping away to the edge of the stone circle to give me privacy. I changed in silence, the white gown falling over me like smoke light, delicate, yet strangely grounding. The robe brightened when I slipped it on. It hugged my shoulders like a second skin woven from moonlight. Nathaniel’s eyes softened as he watched. I didn’t feel shy to stand in only my undergarments in front of him. Hell! This man already saw my nakedness.

Robin said cheerfully . "Wow! It is beautiful, dad! " she said and kissed Robin on his cheeks when she saw the beautiful Indian dress. "I know you will love this.Go and change into itI will take pictures of you and Alka," Robin said with a smile. Nannu went to change her dress. It was a traditional Indian long skirt with a matching blouse and a long silk scarf that goes with it. When she came to the living room all dressed up, Robin had happy tears into her eyes