Perona Outfit Novels & Stories

he growled after paying. “You forgot something” we turned to see Pierre; the poor man was carrying all the bags “The underwear is missing.” "Ah, fuck,” Alex groaned, squeezing my hand even more. Pierre started laughing as he guided us to "La perla", the most beautiful underwear store I had ever seen. “Don't these people know what cotton is?” mumbled Alex annoyed “These clothes are transparent allover” "Hey, Abbie, check this out." I looked confused at the diaphanous "cloth” that Pierre was showing me, just a triangle of black cloth held by three strips.

He seems more confident dressed like this and my heart hurts to think of the Primus I once knew. Carnelia's change is a bit more dramatic. She goes from being dressed as a non-descript boy into a beautiful woman with a commanding presence. Her clothing is both fine and practical. Her leather vest fits snuggly over a dress of fine linen and Her ankle-length dress in a fluid line of red linen and satin, is belted with leather vest that is cinched tightly enough to allow her to forego wearing any kind of corset. I remember how much she hated wearing them, so I am not surprised that her dream self would avoid them.

As the car manoeuvred out of the gate, Serena braced herself for what was to come. Sedona was ready. She was dressed in what she called ‘Seer attire’, which was like a ‘dress code’ she said. The orange coloured dress looked a bit over-exaggerated. The gold hoops dangling from her ears sparkled and the gaudy gold necklace somehow complemented this bizarre look. Serena warily praised her. Dorian shifted to the passenger seat, letting the two women sit at the back.

Arlo takes me home. I am still wearing his clothes, his sweat pants are the most comfortable items of clothing I have been offered to wear in a really long time. Even though they are huge on me, I don't bother taking them off. My silver halter is in a plastic trash bag that Arlo hands me. It still smells like spiked lemonade. Model Perfect will take the damages out of my paycheck for the way Tanya treated this garment.

the journalist replied, returning the smile and feeling immediately at ease. The young Kora's long light brown hair was tied upwards with a braid up over her head, and minimal makeup on her face enhanced her gentle, Mediterranean features: two large, brown, almost dark green eyes, a small nose and full lips, gently wrapped in red lipstick, which recalled her dress. Her clothing was also less luxurious in the giant hall, filled with celebrities: it was a long red evening gown with an important neckline at the height of her uncovered shoulders, which hinted at her well-proportioned and trained physique, despite sitting position.

*violent scene and mild mature content ahead* "I told you guys earlier, I do not feel comfortable in this." Korina looked down at her outfit and complained for the umpteenth time that night. She was putting on a crop see through top that was similar to a bralette, that displayed way too much cleavage. Her short mini skirt was mid-thigh high, she was sure if she bent over, her panties would be on display. "What's that?!" Daniella screamed over the loud music.

PERSEFONI Two weeks later, Gabe finally recommended me to his business associate who he very well knows is gay. That was the only reason why he even allowed me work. Although his jealous side is a bit annoying, but I also find it cute. Gabby who has been skimming through my wardrobe, searching for her own definition of best work outfit raised a slim fitted black gown and a nude 12”inches heel. “I found the perfect outfit Persefoni!

Zira’s POV Luckily, I had been able to get some little work done before Ronan got back from his morning court. The both of us wore matching tops from Paris and I wore skintight jeans while Ronan wore shorts with a face cap to make him less identifiable. “You really can’t do undercover with those pants, Zira. They are hugging all of those damn sexy curves and if the men out there are a bunch of Lycan shifters like me then you might want to consider changing your outfit.”

Chapter Seventy-Two: Ready to Bond Phera POV: Wearing the white kimono gown that Newmara had picked out for me, I made my way through the pack house. Beneath the gown, I had on delicate lingerie, something that made me feel both nervous and empowered. The thought of my mates seeing me like this, for the first time, was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.