Primrose Everdeen Outfits Novels & Stories

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

Diana’s POV Eva had changed outfits for the fiftieth time. No exaggeration. First, it was a navy-blue off-shoulder dress with gold trim that shimmered faintly like moonlight on water. Then a burgundy satin gown that clung like melted wine. After that came a glittery pink number that turned her into a walking disco ball. And now, she was standing frozen in front of the mirror in an emerald-green wrap dress, her brows furrowed, lips pressed together, arms crossed tight across her chest like armor.

With my current situation, I would never be able to make his heart surrender to me. "You're right, Jessy. I have to control myself," I said, turning to Jessy. "Thank you. What would I do without you?" I hugged Jessy tightly. "Oh, you poor girl," Jessy hugged back tightly. Following Jessy's instructions, I dressed as best as I could. I wore a hot pink tweed blazer suit, a white bustier, and thigh-high shorts in matching pink colors. I completed my outfit with a small white bag and white high-heeled shoes. Not forgetting large gold hoop earrings and a gold lariat choker necklace as accessories.

She tried another one which was a soldier printed pinafore. "Am I going for war?" She asked. She tried another which was a leopard printed gown with which Tyler put a white scarf to go. "Am I in the zoo?" Valerie asked. "Okay, I'm done, I can't pick out clothes for you," Tyler said. "I just want to wear something simple," Valerie said. "Like that black princess gown you wore to prom?" Tyler teased. "Oh no," Valerie said remembering how she looked like a princess without Prince charming. "I'll just wear this," Valerie said picking out a navy blue gown that was decorated with nets.

However, time was limited, and Johnathan had left me no room for change. After completing my makeup and slipping into the personalized dress he had sent, a strapless purple gown with a high-low hemline and silver high heels, I had to admit that the custom outfit fit perfectly. It accentuated my figure, boosting my confidence as if I were about to grace the Victoria's Secret stage. Adorned with a purple crystal necklace, I felt like a model ready to conquer the world.

Octavia’s POV We get our smoothies from Tank and head to this boutique shop. She points out the vape shop on the way past and I find a seat outside the changing room waiting for Vi to try on the second of the four dresses she had waiting for her, while I sip away at my smoothy. She comes out and I’m a little taken back by it. It’s a black and baby pink gothic/Victorian style, strapless dress complete with the corset and puff tail it even has little flowers sewn into the waistline its… beautiful.

Cassidy said excitedly. Cassidy ended up dressing her in black sweat pants, a white tank top, black, white and silver Jordans, and a black crop leather jacket. She curled her hair and did her make-up. She then added a cap on her head, together with some chunky jewellery. By the time she was done, the girls were impressed. “You look hot enough to turn me,” Ivy winked. “You just connected with Cain,” Calypso reminded with a laugh. Isla wiggled her eyebrows. “Doesn’t mean you look any less hot.”

Stop thinking Rhea's her ally! My stepsister placed some platinum-blond hair behind her pale ear. It was loose and straight, falling to her small waist. She wore a light green dress with reflective gemstones stitched along the neckline, long sleeves, and a long skirt; a matching coat complemented her ensemble. It was perhaps the plainest thing I'd ever seen her in. "You should get dressed, Rose. A proper lady doesn't parade around in her nightclothes all day," she half-joked, half-lectured. I nodded and obeyed.

"You have to get dressed." Even though Eden was running way behind schedule, her friends made her try all the outfits anyway, and for a good ten minutes, she strutted up and down her living room like she was on the runway as she showed off the clothes. She eventually settled on a red power suit and a white cami underneath, pairing it up with monochrome stilettos and an oversized black clutch big enough to hold the custody agreement.

Because sometimes, it’s the same question that plagued her mind. Instead of wearing her usual garb of hoodie, leggings, and sneakers, Ellie picked up a pink sundress. It’s an off-shoulder, mid-thigh dress. She put on a light makeup and curled the ends of her hair. She wished her physical transformation would also bring her emotional transformation.