Persephone Lore Olympus Black Dress Novels & Stories

"Oh my gosh! Larissa, this will look amazing on you!" Penelope took out a black lace dress with puffy sleeves and put it on top of Larissa's body to see how it looked. The label on it said it was 19 dollars. The puffy sleeves made its wearer's shoulder appear gigantic. And the whole thing was in black, like a witch's outfit, not to mention the plasticky lace. Only one word could describe this dress—hideous. Larissa rolled her eyes. She knew for a fact that Penelope had a good sense of fashion. Yet, she picked this ugly dress for her.

I rubbed my eyes to check if I was seeing things, but I wasn’t. I walked back to my room to look for the perfect dress. I picked out one of the dresses I bought, it was black and long with a slit that stopped three inches above my knee with sparkles. It was the dress that showed off every curve and made me look like a model it also screamed Night terror. I sprayed some Miss Dior perfume on me and grabbed a black purse to go along with it and silver shining heels. I walked back into Leornado’s room and his jaw dropped when he saw me.

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.

Larisa said, throwing each gown that wasn't suitable for the date to the side of the room. After much searching, Larisa finally found the perfect gown for the blind date. She took a refreshing shower and got dressed in a black, short, and sexy gown. The form-fitting dress accentuated the curves of her body and exposed some skin. It had a hemline that fell above the mid-thigh and featured a low-cut neckline, a backless design, and cutouts that revealed her shoulders. Larisa felt confident, alluring, and glamorous in her outfit.

Slowly sinking into the floor, she allowed her mind to wander. Elika jumped, recoiling back when a figure entered her vision, her pulse increasing as she panted; her eyes snapping towards the creature that lurked over her. The young immortals eyes widened the second she laid eyes on the magnificent beauty, instantly realising her for who she was. Persephone. The daughter of Demeter. A goddess of her own mind and beliefs. She hurriedly rose back to her feet, dropping down into a curtsy before one of the great women of legend. Her eyes resembled the wildest plants of the forest, emerald green as though the moss itself had taken its hold on her; the vessels soft and loving. Something the prince

Persephone grumbled. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. When I shouted silence, I didn’t expect Light’s power to seep out and, well, make it happen.” Crista apologized. “I’ll be more mindful. Now, what’s going on? You two usually get along. Why are you arguing?” She asked. “We can’t agree on what dress you should wear for the ceremony tonight.” I huffed as I opened the garment bag to reveal the gorgeous long-sleeve, high-collar, sheer black lace dress that was provocative yet formal.

Persephone's gaze held a deeper meaning as she took the dress from her hands, casually saying, "But your taste is good. I really like this dress. "In this case, I'll follow your lead and wear this outfit to have coffee with Morpheus!" Upon saying that, she turned and went into the dressing room. After a moment of daze for Rebecca, Persephone emerged in her changed outfit. The high heels shimmered under her feet. She looked like a princess in glass slippers—even the sunlight favored her. "Let's go." Persephone smiled at her. Rebecca was surprised. "Me?" "Yeah." Persephone adjusted her long hair. "Let's go together. I'll introduce you to my boyfriend!"

The upper area till her thigh was in black reaching down to a shade of baby blue leaving the tail in royal blue colour. It was a one side strap with stonework and it was backless with a deep neck reaching to her lower back with three to four straps enhancing the keyhole. The neckline was well defined and the dress was being made by Sherri Hill which specially made for her. Her hair was kept in a loose fairy tale hairstyle with blue small flowers on it. Her Smokey eyes perfected with those red lips. A combination of blue and black accessories being given to her with six-inch velvet black heels.

My hair was in an updo with expensive silver clips around it, forming a flower and leaves combination. She dressed me up in a long, black and red dress. It drops on the ground, covered the point of my black shoes. She, Gerber herself, was wearing a brown dress with the same length as mine. The only difference is my ruffled sleeves and her normal ones. Atlas, on the other hand, looked stunning in her dark emerald dress that glimmers with her silver jewels.

Her breathing was low and sweats started to appear on her body. Persephone opened the strings of her wedding skirt and in a flow it fall down on the floor. With trembling hands she again pulled the strings of her blouse and opened the hooks. Now she was in her red lacy lingerie. Not even for a second His eyes moved down and wandered at her curvy body. His eyes were fixed on her eyes and she was gazing back at his beautiful deep black eyes. He stood up from the bed and came near her. Persephone took a few steps back but the wall stopped and supported her body to stand properly. He bent and tilted his head and whispered in her ear. His husky deep voice and hot breath released thousands of butt