Oc Outfits Novels & Stories

I cross to the duffel I packed this morning. Inside, near the bottom, in a soft black drawstring bag, are four items Oliver bought that we have not used yet. I pull one out and toss it to him. It is black. Lace. A pair of shorts cut high on the thigh, a satin waistband, fine scalloped edges. He catches the fabric mid-air. Turns it over in his hands. His mouth opens and closes. "You will wear that under your trousers tonight," I tell him. "And when we are at the club, you are wearing only that. On the cross. For everyone in the room to see."

replied Tj. After her phone conversation, Tj readily hopped off the bed racing to the closet and picking out her outfit for tomorrow. Every outfit already coordinate, since the it was winter, she picked out the black turtle neck with the ash-coloured blazer, and thick pants pairing it off with some black toe boots. With that all settled she got ready for bed anticipating what tomorrow would look like. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤

The clinking sound of the ring against the metal bar, followed by the rustling sound of the fabric echoes near the end corner of a second-clothes shop as Oswin drew the beige curtain closed. Not long after, the same sound reverberated again as he stepped out of the fitting room, dressed in loose black pants that barely reached his ankles and a stoic cactus print woven button-down shirt. "The pants are too short. The shirt doesn’t suit you. Next," said Sean.

When the hell did that happen? Regardless, Kamelya is not wrong. With every smile and shift, Oshmin keeps his arm locked around Yildiz, his hand protectively placed against her belly. I think it’s adorable that they’ve matched outfits, with Oshmin wearing a three-piece tuxedo with a deep blue waistcoat, a deep black jacket with distressed gold and a matching bow tie with deep blue pants and glittering gold Oxfords.

We pull away from each other, putting distance between us as he says to come in, and Jess and Orian walk in. "Maybe Jessica can help you pick out something to wear today." He whispers in my ear, making me laugh. "Hey Jess, can you help me find something to wear?" I ask, and she runs to my closet as the guys sit on the couch talking. I sit on the bed with Odett while Jess looks through my closet, pulling out clothes and talking to herself. Every minute or two, she walks out of the closet, holding up an outfit for my approval. She finally decides on a yellow sundress with thin straps and comes right above my knees and a pair of gladiator sandals.

She presses the button and steps back. "The first section is your night clothes, the next is your casual house wear, the next is your casual outing wear, and last but not least are your special occasion outfits. The shelving in the back has all of your undergarments. That door over there is for your shoes and accessories. Terrax spared no expense. He didn't know your preferred style, so he purchased half the shop when he went shopping for you. Everything should fit. He occurred your sizes from Jali of Kea," Duya says, and I stare at the clothes in shock for a second before blushing again.

It was satin with a lace layer over it and I paired it with my fancy boots I only wore out and a denim jacket. We all met out front of the main house and Owen wouldn’t stop staring as he lightly smiled at me. He looked handsome as hell in a black felt cowboy hat and a dark blue button-up shirt. Damn he was sexy. I couldn't help but smile at the way he looked and tried desperately not to try to bite my lower lip at the sight but it happened anyway. He reacted to my reaction by smiling even brighter. He enjoyed that I reacted that way.

she replied in a low voice. Sometimes, Cora can be lazy, but I don’t tolerate it. I went to where I kept some bags of clothes meant for display. I pulled out the clothes and started dressing the mannequins while Cora joined me. The outfits were beautiful, consisting of a V-shaped short bodycon gown, a long sleeveless gown, an orange pencil skirt, and some other fine clothes. “Wow, this outfit looks good on those mannequins!” Cora exclaimed, elated.

I do to her, trying to give her the green set back. “Oh hush you, let me spoil you. You’re as close to a sister as I am going to get.” Olive said giving me a joking annoyed look. Once satisfied, Olive tells me to look around and see if anything else draws my attention. Olive is still looking through the pyjamas and I move around the store. I am surrounded by beautiful lace outfits in all different colours, a dark blue one catches me eye. It was a particially see through nightie, the breast area covered in lace making it opaque whereas the rest was a deep blue mesh, it was paired with matching suspender belt and stockings that were trimmed with silver lace.

My curiosity grew as I watched how they were all dressed up and acting civilized with each other. "Ms. Barbie thinks we should go out, It's the weekend and we would rather be out instead of being stuck here not doing anything," Tamia says folding her arms. Her outfit was brought to my attention. Her long pink hair was in big loose curls, she wore a black crop top with small white skulls and matching cargo pants. She also wore silver jewelry. Olivia had her hair in bohemian braids and was dressed in a white off-the-shoulder top paired with ripped boyfriend jeans. Ophelia settled for her signature color, a pink leather dress that stopped at her mid-thigh.