Ruby Gillman Prom Dress Novels & Stories

In the end, I end up getting three dresses. One of them is the actual one I’ll wear to the gala—a floor-length column dress with a slit up to mid-thigh and adorable off-the-shoulder bows. It’s sleek, modern, and just sexy enough to be appropriate for me to wear as the event coordinator and host.

Oliver went over to a glass counter full of diamonds while I walked over to a dress that caught my eye. It was satin red with spaghetti straps and a slit that would go up to my hip. It was simple and looked like something I'd wear to prom instead of an award gala. I walked over to another dress and felt on the fabric. It was off the shoulder and, from how it fit on the mannikin, it wouldn't show much cleavage.

“I just wished to hear these lines from you, Little Swan! It’s impressive that you forgave my carelessness and focused on the only good moments. Trust me, my Erasthai! I will take good care of you in the future.” …. The days flew by and today in the morning, I chose a beautiful dress from fashion heaven for my prom. More precisely, I decided to wear Vincent’s grandma’s gown. The A-line gown with spaghetti straps was rich red in shade, almost crimson, the color of Rubies. The bodice fitted perfectly against my plump breast was adorned with hundreds of sparkling gemstones. Giving myself a final touch in front of the full-length mirror, I twirled slightly, letting the flare envelop me. Usually,

She inspected each dress to make sure they would be to Bradley’s liking. There were three dresses in total. One was a cream cocktail dress. One was a black formal gown made of opal rhinestones and silver sequin. The third was a nude mini dress. She watched Mrs. Langston the shop owner fold them neatly in their boxes and put them in shopping bags. Elayna graciously took them.

Both of them need to be at school ten minutes ago, but here they are, dressed to the nines along with their dates, Matt and Cole. Mel is flaunting her long legs through the slit of her burgundy gauzy woven chiffon dress. The plunging V-neckline revealed enough skin, same with the V-back. I knew Matt protested a few times with her choice of clothing. But then again, prom is something that should be special. Candice was never one to indulge in revealing too much skin. She’s wearing a double shoulder strapped blush pink dress. It's sweetheart neckline that led to a surplice bodice gave justice to her perfect figure.

Gill said, “It looks great! Trust me—my eye won’t be wrong.” I raised an eyebrow. “Alright.” The production team had dedicated makeup rooms and dressing rooms for the guests. I took the clothes into the dressing room, scanned the room to make sure nothing was off, and then changed. When I came out, the dressing room was empty. Looking at myself in the mirror, it felt as if I were seeing my past self. The version of me who tried so hard to smooth away all her edges, wanting to be a good, obedient girl. The red dress Gill prepared was a simple off-shoulder princess dress with ruffled trim. On me, it looked like tying a bow onto a sharp sword—

But Polina was so nice and sweet. I didn’t want Mr. Griffin had any idea about my attendance so I decided to pick an outfit for myself instead of asking Klaus for help. I really wanted to impress Polina so I searched for almost two weeks for the perfect dress, until I laid eyes on a Clio Peppiatt diamond embellished gown that shimmered in the light. It was fitted and the colour was the deepest shade of red, resembling that of blood. Its neckline was low and showed a bit of cleavage and décolletage.

I say. The women in the room giggle and soon enough, it’s time for everyone to get dressed now that our hair and make-up have been finished. Winnie’s dress is a beautiful Grecian-style dress that has long, sheer bell sleeves and a square neck. It’s plain but it hugs her frame perfectly, and she looks absolutely beautiful. Adelina’s dress is off the shoulder with a sweetheart neckline, a standard ball gown skirt, in beautiful champagne-colored silk. For her, the best part of the dress is that it has pockets where I know for a fact she is keeping snacks. Ilayda’s dress makes her look like Cinderella; a beautiful poofy ball gown, strapless with stunning beadwork on the bodice. Their dresses rea

"The Board is already calling, Ella. They want to know which ‘house’ you’re representing tonight. The press is outside the gates like a pack of wolves." I looked at the three dresses—my "weapons" for the evening. From Adrian: A structured, midnight-black gown with a neckline that looked like a blade. It was the dress of a queen regent—stark, cold, and dominant. The card read: Wear the power you deserve. From Julian: A ethereal, champagne-colored silk dress that seemed to glow under the vanity lights. It was soft, romantic, and deceptively innocent. The card read: Remind them who you are in the light.

Avilene asked. "I don't want to stand out too much, then again I'm not accustomed to these kinds of formal events. I never even attended my own prom, so how should I know what's proper attire?" Roxanna asked with a soft chuckle. Avilene stepped from behind the rack holding a empire gown. It was black with silver glittering gems embroidered into the fabric. It was quite stunning. It had different lengths of cut material that gave it a flowy look, and a halter top to cover the chest. It tied into Roxie's love for containing her own modesty. She was instantly entranced by the beauty of the dress. "I really like it." Roxie stated and Avilene grinned, quite pleased with herself. "Perfect. We'll g