Pocketbook Crossbody Novels & Stories

Mia replied “Ok, I will go with Gold it looks more royal or expensive. This dress when its finished will have gold embroidery all over it, it will help break up the black.” “This dress has a built-in vest, we found a bullet proof vest and used it as the base for the boddice, it also has twin blades sewn in across your back that you pull out at your hips and built in holsters in both of your pockets. Mia slipped her hands into the pockets and felt the holsters that rested beside her outside upper thighs. She didn’t have to reach for her gun anymore. Jay found the knives, they crossed at her lower back where the dress had a little extra detail.

Bev sneers disapprovingly. I can't believe my eyes as I redirect my gaze at her. It's her, the figure, the stance and the sassy attitude are the same. What really catches my eye is the familiar expensive Bottega Veneta handbag she normally carries around. On that handbag straps, I spot the keychain filled with two USB flash drives amongst other decorative frilly trinkets.

Less, once she accounted for rent, food, school arrangements, and contingencies. She exhaled quietly. From the hidden inner compartment of the backpack, she retrieved a slim checkbook wallet. It felt heavier than it should have, weighted not by paper but by implication. Inside were only a few items. Two bank cards. And a single painting. Her fingers paused. The first card was unmistakable: a Swiss gold card, embossed, discreet, and dangerous in its own way. It held more money than most people would see in a lifetime. Money that could solve every problem—and create ten more.

I took the carry bag, which was the size of a small handbag. “Its royal visage’s latest fit-it-all made of the finest griffin leather. It has unlimited storage capacity, just like your card’s spending limit, dear sir,” the owner addressed Ezra. “It can store everything you put in it while keeping the weight to a constant of half a kilogram. Not to forget how classy and premium it looks when your wife holds it in her hand.” “That will actually come in handy today. We have a lot to buy. Thanks, so thoughtful of you,” Ezra said, and we walked out of the store.

I could clearly see in it and it was my turn for my jaw to drop. “You seem like a Chanel girl.” “More like an A****n girl.” Jo grumbled, but was on the edge of her seat. “I haven’t seen these yet.” Pulling out the box, Jo and I held out breaths as we opened the fabric bag. Inside was a classic black Chanel crossbody bag with a black chain. “Damn…” I whispered as I pulled it out. “Look inside.” Cade urged. Opening it up, there was a credit card holder that was completely filled with gift cards. “You wanted a shopping spree, you got it.” They weren’t gift cards to Kohls or Target. These for were Prada, Chanel and other designer stores.

Mia checked and double-checked her handbag to make sure she had everything she’d need for her first day at The Playbook. She had her pocket-sized portfolio, her wallet, apartment keys, phone, and mints, plus all the rest of the crap that filled her handbag like tampons and old shopping receipts, and tissues.

“By the way, if anyone asks, this never happened.” “Got it,” I said. I peered into the drawer. It was mostly empty; just a couple of boxes containing some expensive jewelry and a designer watch. Far in the back, though, tucked right up against the wall, was a small leather pouch. I pulled the pouch out and opened it. It contained a few items—a platinum credit card. A checkbook that looked like it hadn’t been used in ages. The receipts for the other items in the drawer. But there was one folded up piece of paper that caught my eye.

Dimitri said, and handed me another gift bag, a large one this time. Inside I found a brand new, dark purple book bag. It looked to be pretty large, and very sturdy. Stitched to the front, in white, was our pack symbol. “Thank you.” I said. “You’re welcome. It’s large enough, and strong enough to carry your books, and has a special pocket for your laptop. I know it’s not something grand, but you will need it.” Dimitri said with a smile. I nodded, and smiled. I put it back in the bag, along with the frames. Braxton took the bag from me, and put it in the back of the SUV for me.

Remmie replied. “Now Luna I must tell you about some of the special features within this dress,” Willamina said. “Right here is a secret pocket that goes to the pants. Now the pants are equipped with a thigh holster that can hold a pistol as well as several knives. I didn’t know exactly what your weapon of choice would be. But now having met you I can start working on your shifter harness. Diego and I especially make a harness that can carry your typical weapons and because we tailor it with specialized material it will adapt as you shift.” She said proudly. “Wait, you can do that?” I asked her.

Cara’s Pov “Wear this for the camping trip,” I smirked, picking up the lace panties admiring the soft texture. But that wasn’t what caught my attention, it was the fact that the part that is meant to cover my crotch had a tiny pocket. I knew what it was without even touching it. And with eagerness, I pulled the panties on, eager for what the car ride would bring. I spent the rest of the morning packing the things we would need for a two-night camp experience. My body was trembling with anticipation, waiting for when I would feel the slow hum as the vibrator would come to life.