Onyx Clothing Novels & Stories

I headed to the dressing room, a small corner in my room decorated with a small wooden table and a chair with some body lotions and stretch mark cleaners. Since I was plus-sized, streams of stretch marks lived rent free on my skin. I was so exhausted at the moment that I couldn’t apply creams on my body. I donned on one of my old clothe. A sieve-less blue gown that looked so tattered. I needed to carefully put it on cause it’s almost completely ripped off. I wondered what I would be wearing to Onix’s birthday. Worry consuming every part of me, rending me helpless. I needed to find a means of getting it back.

“Trust me, Kate. No one will say anything.” An hour later, I stood in front of the mirror, wearing a crimson traditional Fenrir Luna gown. I barely paid any attention to makeup as my focus was entirely on my sons. Knox and Orion wore deep blue Alpha robes. Their fur coats were adorable. Orion was sitting quietly on the bed while I brushed his hair. However, Knox was quite agitated. He stood on the stool, examining his hairstyle anxiously in the tall mirror. “Mommy, I don’t like it.” He messed up his perfectly combed hair.

“Do you want me to lend you some clothes too?” I shook my head, instinctively straightening my back, my tone carrying the pride of Eternity Pack’s eldest son. “Your clothes are poorly made and badly tailored. I’ll order custom clothes from VX.” VX was an exclusive international menswear brand that only accepted custom orders, and you couldn’t just pay your way in—you needed a VIP card. Fewer than a thousand people in the world had one. Even Eternity Pack had only one. Families like Joe’s, despite their wealth, couldn’t get one.

I felt like devouring her. Ox came up behind her and started to nibble on her neck, his fingers trailing up and down her arms. I pulled away to catch my breath. Her beautiful eyes were filled with lust. I knew my eyes were the same. My one hand left her ass and the other left her hair, trailing to her chest and grabbing the bodice of her dress when I saw Onyx grab the back. Ox nodded towards me and we ripped the dress in half.

It had tinted glass windows and it was conspicuous and easily noticed. Knox sat alone in the backseat of the car and the space beside him was empty. He was putting on a black three piece suit with a white center pleat shirt underneath. He was also putting on a pair of fine textured black pants. His attire was simple and corporate. However, they were all designated with a similar branded logo at the hem.

She picked the shirt up and looked at Warren to ask, "What do you think about this one, Mr. Larkin?" Warren didn't bother raising his head. He merely replied, "You're in charge since you're the one buying it." The sales attendant beamed right away. "What great taste you have, miss! That's our shop's prized item. It's by Olly Walsh, a major designer. There are only two of those shirts in the world. One is in this color, and the other is in iceberg green. You can have your companion try it to see which suits him more."

Her stiff velvet dress was a deep shade of plum today, wearing a single gold necklace chain, a large black onyx pendant at its centre. /Black onyx/ Alba whirled, /she is wearing something protective!/ “Well, Alpha Dex this is most unexpected. What do you think I can help you with?” her voice was weaker, as though she had not slept a wink either. “I have a couple of questions that I can’t ask at the conference table, if you’ll permit me.” “Of course,” she said, taking a seat at a small morning table near her own balcony. Pouring herself a steaming cup of herbal tea I winced at the foul green liquid. “Well?”

We were greeted as we walked into the shop. "Oh my lovely, Jazz and Riri. I'm glad you both could make it. Come, I have jaw dropping dresses for you both to select from," Veronica Mars, a renowned fashion designer said leading us to the changing room. "Uwu, this is spicy. I like it," Riri purred, making me laugh. The dress was a sexy black high thigh slit that had accompanied gloves. "This one is pretty," I pointed to a onyx backless satin dress that had a cowl design and a high back slit.

He sat up in his chair and straightened his suit, not because it was wrinkled though- Megan suspected it was more of an habit with him than anything else, a mannerism whenever he wanted to say something serious. "Like I told you earlier," he began soon after, "Olympus is the United Nation's Covert Affairs Department on Threat Assessment and Response's paramilitary division. We're an autonomous unit that monitors the activities of the world for anything that can put it in danger, and respond when such threat arises with every resource at our disposal." "Resources which happen to include three superpowered teenagers," she completed for him. He nodded affirmative, smiling presumably at the way

Why did shifters make it a habit of running around in their wolf form with no clothes available? I held my hand out towards him. He glared at my outstretched palm. “What are you doing?” “Look down,” I replied. I turned my attention back to my tent and pulled the string that was holding the bundle together. I shook out the tent and spread it out on the ground. I stood and walked around, straightening the corners. “What?” Onyx muttered in surprise. “I assume you didn’t bring clothes,” I said in amusement. He was now wearing a dark shirt and pants. They were simple, but they kept him covered.