Primrose Everdeen Costume Novels & Stories

She told Matilda "Asher can take care of himself, besides he's the heir to the witch's clan, and he has the witches in St Donovan watching over him," She reassured Evelyn before getting up from bed, "Now how do I look?," The blonde-haired girl swirled like a princess at a royal ball. Laced upon silk, the dress looked cozy to her body, its touch both light and soothing. The dress looked feminine and strong, all the best parts of womanhood blossoming into a broad smile as it sat upon her skin as soft petals, its hue the many pinks of a rose garden. It was simply breathtaking.

"It was him. She seduced him. She played the victim, and the Wolf ate it up." Elara smiled. It was a sharp, predatory expression. "If Cyprian is the weapon... then I just need to be the one holding the trigger." She walked to the closet. She pushed aside the pastel sundresses and white blouses—her "innocent assistant" costume. She reached for a dress she had bought on a whim but never worn because Lysander said it was "too aggressive." It was crimson red. Satin. Backless. It was a Vespera dress.

Rain, on the other hand, was dressed as a mysterious and elusive rain spirit, his costume a shimmering array of blues and greens, with water droplets embroidered on his sleeves and a crown of mist on his head. Ryker watched with a grin, his eyes shining with amusement. He was dressed as a powerful and majestic king of the forest, his costume a stunning combination of greens and browns, with leaves embroidered on his cloak and a crown of antlers on his head. I, on the other hand, was dressed as a beautiful and mysterious moon goddess, my costume a shimmering array of silvers and grays, with sparkling stars crystals embroidered on my sleeves and gown with a crown of moonstones on my head.

Elena’s POV “Oh, you’re rocking it, Princess!” Zara and Jayden both sent me to the car, giving me a huge smile as they watched me gracefully get inside with my very princess-like outfit. I wore an off-shoulder midnight blue ball gown with glistening sequins on the neckline and sleeves and diamond lining on my waist, while half of the flowy skirt down to my hem was decorated with intricate embroidered moon and flower patterns. My hair was in a messy rose bun decorated with a sapphire hair comb with a few strands of my hair intentionally styled to hang on the side of my face.

Rose’s POV This last week flew by so quickly. It’s finally Saturday and I’m super nervous considering I’m meeting all the pack tonight. Originally anti-prom sounded like a good idea, but maybe I should’ve taken Joel’s original suggestion of waiting before meeting the pack. It just felt right to do it all on one night. Not only that but I will be completing the mating ceremony. Looking like I’m 6 months pregnant, I put on the white princess gown that Sophie helped me pick out. The top part is interwoven with small red and clear crystals while the bottom flares out so that my babies aren’t squished. I truly look like I’m having a shotgun wedding at this point but I don’t care. Sophie helped me

“Can we play dress-up? Please? I want to show you my new princess costume that Grandma sent for my birthday.” I let her drag me down the hallway, glancing back once to see Callum watching us go with that same complicated expression. Rosie's room was an explosion of costumes and accessories. She pulled out a blue princess dress with sparkles and insisted I help her into it, then spent ten minutes searching for the right crown to match. “You need a costume too,” she declared, pulling out a purple dress with a long cape. “You can be the queen and I'll be the princess and we'll have a tea party.”

Eva laughed instead of supporting her, making Alyssa simmer with anger. “What’s so funny? Can’t you support me?” she grumbled. “You’re whipped with his dimple, aren’t you? Admit it, Alyssa, you’ll feel better.” With that, she walked out of the room while Alyssa went to take a cold shower to cool her head. Later she wore the off-shoulder turquoise bridesmaid dress, cinched at the waist and falling in swirls around her feet. With her long golden hair cascading down her back, the turquoise floral hair accessory, and the diamond earrings that aunt Claudia gave her shining on her ears, she looked like a water goddess or a mermaid straight from the movies.

This was why the man had ridden high so fast even though he joined just three years ago. He was not easily fazed by anything. “There are strangers here,” Egan said. PRIMROSE She glanced at the man who was taking in every inch of her body and looked away. “Go play with some maid, Giorgios, will you?” Dimitra snapped at her husband. Prim relaxed. So she saw her husband too. “Here.” Dimitra handed her a black piece of clothing. Prim opened it to reveal a long black robe covered with diamond studs, and a cape.

set up. That gave us plenty of time to get ready for the concert, and it really shows. The four of us look amazing, mostly thanks to Jamie’s incredible makeover skills. Zee is dressed as her idol – Xena, Warrior Princess. Her dark hair is pinned up, and a faux-leather rental costume with gladiator sandals and a foam sword completes the look.

I fought the urge to gag. “Hello ladies,” One of them stepped forward, although his eyes were glued on Faith. “You both look gorgeous tonight.” Faith rolled her eyes, activating whatever obscene powers the Moon Goddess had gifted her for talking to boys. “Ugh, gods no. These dresses that they make us wear…The oranges and yellows do not work with my skin tone.” I looked down at my own dress, considering her words. Our pack, the Dandelion Prime, traditionally dressed in golden yellows and oranges, an array of colors that resembled the sunset. Truthfully, the warm colors had always brought me joy. I liked them.