Regina George Revenge Outfit Novels & Stories

I said, realizing the diamond shaped fabric would barely cover the sides of my breast. “Hey as long as the nips are covered, anything goes there. You’ll be one sexy beast wearing this. Oh! And look, they match!” She was having way too much fun with this. Pulling out red stilettos and a read shiny leather purse, I realized Reggie must have played a hand in clothing choice for me. “Reggie, did you ever think to pick something functional. I mean, my underwear has more fabric than this..thing.” I wasn’t being ungrateful, it’s just I wasn’t sure how well stilettos would be conducive to fighting, if that happened to occur.

For all the times he had treated me like I wasn’t worth it, I was going to hurt him more. He would regret why he had done what he did to me. He had used me and treated me like trash. This was my turn to revenge and get back my children in the process. When I was done soliloquizing about my future wins, I donned the gown and started for the mirror. It was a sexy gown with a long slit which ran from the bottom of the long dress to the lap in front. I held a leg in front, admiring how hot I looked. I was going to be the center of attention at that party.

Hunting Weres and such. I wore a beige satin dress that flowed to my ankles and wrists, chosen to cover my scars. There was a flower décor on the chest—simple, but adorable. I found it in my dusty cabinet. It was made by a dressmaker who paid me with a dress instead of coin, insisting I take it because I was a woman. I never wore grand dresses—except when Riftan took me to events. "Captain," Georgina circled around me. "...I didn't know you had such a good shape!"

She shut the phone off in my face. I went back up the stairs and prepared for the date. I didn't know how classy he wanted me to dress, but I sure went all out. It was a deep v-cut dress that exposed my upper body, it was lacy and see-through too. It was a high split that stopped at the top of my thigh, it was also like a mermaid dress. I wore black pumps a black purse and silver jewelry. I did a heavy makeup look that matched. It was my revenge dress, absolutely stunning.

They went back to the porch and sat down. “So, did you also come here to train?” Ivorie asked as she poured herself another cup of water. Regan on the other hand couldn't get his eyes off Ivorie. She was dressed in a simple flimsy sleeveless dress that fitted her body. The sweat on her wasn't making it easier either, as it made the dress cling onto her body in a sexy way. Regan could see the outline and shape of her mounds through the dress and he was almost salivating.

"We'll wait, if you can be ready in ten minutes. Apply your make-up in the limo." "Thank you, Bill." Regina rushed inside and came out in a black cocktail dress, knee length. She had a make-up kit with her. On the way, she applied mascara, eye shadow, foundation and blush, adding lipstick at the end. Before we went into Studio 65, Master took two things out of the paper bag. I recognized them as a sex toy Mistress Dark gave us to promote on our website. They looked like an egg with a tail on it. He handed one to William.

Not yet, anyway. And trouble would follow Alpha Colin, I was sure of it. I’d have to ditch my disguise, and Jane wasn’t ready to know the truth yet… ‘You’re totally going to wear it!’ ‘Reg, if you say a word of this to anyone, I’ll take away HBO.’ ‘Do it! It’s worth it for this.’ I was stunned. Reg had never laughed away threats about his precious subscriptions before. I was in deep shit. My throat bobbed as I pulled the black skirt up my legs and hooked the sleeves over my shoulders. It was so short that the tip of my dick hung out beneath the hem of the skirt and my ass showed if I moved even slightly.

"Enjoy, then. Just make sure you come home tonight." "Alright—" "What, Revo? In that dress?" My lips parted as Rage responded in a hostile voice. Our eyesight was right and he irritably averted his gaze. I looked down on my dress to see what's wrong. It was up to half of my thigh and sleeveless. It's showing a bit skin, right. But it's not rude either. Before I could speak I noticed the guard approaching the door.

Which is why Vladimir wasn't looking for me or Alessio, he had no idea know that we existed. I wore my long black strapless dress along with my high heels which were both given to me by you guessed who. I hid my knife underneath my dress- you're never too careful. I let my hair loose before applying my make-up. I didn't wear much makeup, it made me feel suffocated. When I was done, I looked at myself in the mirror. The black dress fitted me perfectly along with the heels. It was a perfect match. I concealed my tattoo before going downstairs. Enzo was standing in front of the stairs, looking absolutely stunning and hot- in his black suit.

And now here I was, staring at myself in a mirror that felt like it belonged to someone else entirely. “This will fit her so perfectly. I can’t wait to see how it turns out,” Night chirped happily, snapping me back to the present. She held up the traditional Luna regalia—black and silver, the same colors worn for generations. According to her, the fabric never changed, only the style did. Intricate wolf motifs curled across the cloth, each detail carefully embroidered, giving the entire outfit a regal, almost ancient beauty. Once they finished dressing me and applying the makeup, along with the layered jewelry that shimmered under the lights, they couldn’t stop complimenting me. I kept a sma